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[18 Jul 2003|01:00pm] |
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what i should be doing is having sex right now. That's what I should be doing. But he can't get here until tomorrow and that sucks. One person, forever. That means that when in the mood you will patiently wait for your one and only to come home. This doesn't bother me much. It's kind of a fun little game in my mind. What bothers me is that the sex is slowly moving into meat and potato and no more! That is starting to annoy me. A lot. I want certain things I'm not getting. I used to say I could never imagine cheating on my man. That's morfed into I could never cheat on my man. Screw the imagine. Imagine is what gets me through the days when the sex is just that sex. No foreplay, no touching, no anything. It's just sex. Clearly we are going to have to have a nice long talk about the importance of... S-E-X!
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