So I guess that I am weak. I went to see R. He is lucky he is cute and has an amazing pipe game, and I made sure he knew so. I was very dissapointed when I found out that there would be no round 2.

Light Saber Wars

I hate the back and forth that I tend to have with well endowed guys. They are so freaking unreliable, but so incredible in the sack. Grr. The road to the end may vary, but it all ends sooner or later. Whether it's like with A where I fell for him, or like K where he fell for me. The worst is of course when like R, they think I have fallen for them and think they've got me in their pocket, which is a complete turn off. Silly boys and the games they play. If he only realized that I want nothing else from him other then his dick. Yet even if he did I don't think it would change his flakiness.

You have to love days off, when you just go out and wonder the world. You never know what kind of adventures you may get into.

Yesterday, after a very pleasant, relaxing morning I took the car to the wash, skipped over to a DunkinDonuts and order a breakfast. When give the total I reached into my purse only to realize that I do not have my wallet. A quick flack back to me putting it on my bed, makes me tell the barista (?) to scratch the bagel and OJ, I'll be right back. I had to convince the car wash attendant that I will be right back to pay her, run home (in my freshly cleaned car, it smelled so nice), grab my wallet, go back and pay.

Sometimes I am amazed that I didn't forget to put shoes on or worse to bring my head.

The journey continues on to my friends house on a farm. I like to go there sometimes to let the hours fly away. He's still a fairly new friend tho, and I have yet to figure him out I think. He asks me to scratch his back and I ask him for a back rub, he is after all a professional. The massage ensues in a rather professional manner. It turns into a full body massage, which I will not object to, until that is I feel lips on my ass. Like right in the center, a lip touch each cheek.
"What are you doing?"
"Oh you know, I just got into the moment"
"I appreciate the offer, but no thanks. Could you finish my lower back?" He does. "Oh look at the time, I have to go have dinner at a friends house."

I don't remember requesting a happy ending.

Drop by the store to pick up some ingredients, including wine, and over to my girls house. I finally get to see her apartment, the one we were supposed to live in together, but decided against. Instead she is living with a different friend of ours, no comment, I am not offended. I tell her of my escapades so far, and then continue on. Having time to kill I start down the road toward a general direction and find a carnival. I go in and get on the Ferris Wheel, then the Merry-Go-Round, come to find out I think I am too heavy for those, I tried 3 different horses and each one bucked under me every time it reached the top or bottom. Maybe it was just old. I followed up with a shooting game, where one of the attendants was hitting on me while another was trying to teach me how to get it done. Amidst all of this I get a text message booty call.

This is when the evening get interesting.

I leave the carnival and get on my way to the bar where I'm to meet R, the cute artist boy that lives on top of the bar now. :) We have a couple of drinks, and I make friend with this gorgeous girl, who gets a bit too drunk. I try to help her to the bathroom and as a thank you she pulls down a hostess table down on top of us. I fall on her, the table on me legs. Some people help us up, in the rust of adrenaline I don't even check my legs to see damage done, mission is to get her to the bathroom and I always accomplish my mission. After I go up with R to his room, there is no bed. As if that could stop us, he prompts me up on a shelf and we start fucking. At some point he picks me up and drops me on the floor, I don't think he meant to drop me, but whatever. Neither of us finishes, but it's OK, something to look forward to next time.

In the morning I wake up, my whole right calf is purple, my knees are covered in rub burn as is one of my elbows, and to top it off I jammed my left thumb. Oh a night to remember.

On the other side

I have always been curious what it would be like to be on the other side of a dick. Many time I have thought about what I would do if I was granted to have a dick for a day. What I have come up with is all rather juvenile but very amusing. Yet never did I think that I would get to finally find out what it is like to fuck another man. A client whom I adore, whom also adores me, has asked me if I would be willing to wear a strap on. We have previously discussed my interest in the matter, but it had been a long while ago. He went out and purchased one just for me, he picked it out to his liking. We scheduled a date, we were both very excited about it, the day finally came. He had warned me that he thinks he might have overdone it a bit, and he was not kidding. When I put the thing on it almost reached to my knee. It was fantastic. Nothing could have wiped the grin off of my face. Not only to be on the other side of a dick, but to be on the other side of a monstrosity! Almost immediately I swung it around like Peter in Forgetting Sarah Marshall. We didn't go all the way that time, we decided to save it for later, so that I can get used to it a bit more beforehand, and so that we have a bit more time. Instead he went down on it for a bit, he was hardly able to get his mouth around it.

I need to remember to also write about my first rope experience.