i'm sitting here debating...
if i should wait for dex to come home or just go to bed. part of me wants to wake up but i've got a busy day tomorrow. one quarterly meeting in the morning and a conference opening tomorrow night. i've gotta be well rested for all the schmoozing that'll go on during that function. it takes energy to fake interest.
then again, i've become accustomed to going to bed with dex's warm body next to mine. when he's here i know he's safe and i'm safe. plus he always caresses my ear, which puts me straight to sleep. it's a fucking gift i tell you.
married life does indeed have its perks. then again, i kinda miss the aspect of new sex, you know? that moment when you see someone naked for the first time and you say to yourself "FUCK, but that guy is FINE." then you envision all kinds of nasty stuff before you actually engage in all that nasty stuff you've been thinking about. then afterwards you tell him you'll call him but never do.
ahhh, the good old days.
then again, treating folks like crap isn't good, no matter how you cut it.
then again, i've become accustomed to going to bed with dex's warm body next to mine. when he's here i know he's safe and i'm safe. plus he always caresses my ear, which puts me straight to sleep. it's a fucking gift i tell you.
married life does indeed have its perks. then again, i kinda miss the aspect of new sex, you know? that moment when you see someone naked for the first time and you say to yourself "FUCK, but that guy is FINE." then you envision all kinds of nasty stuff before you actually engage in all that nasty stuff you've been thinking about. then afterwards you tell him you'll call him but never do.
ahhh, the good old days.
then again, treating folks like crap isn't good, no matter how you cut it.