canta una cancion
well, it looks like we're a'movin. the store, that is. pec decks, personal trainers.....the resident supplement store of a pretty hardcore weight lifters gym. our rent will be 1/4 what it currently is. we should start making money, i hope!!!!
yesterday was kind of a bummer for my boy, though. when he came home, his brother called and asked him for a pretty sizable amount of money to pay his gas bill. my boy comes from a poor family and we give them money a couple times a year--often for emergencies--that my mother-in-law is not proud to request. my older brother-in-law has only asked us for money once before more than a year ago likely, so this was a bit of a surprise. later last night, the boy came to me visibly shaken and asked that i fuck him. he has a new job that is finally giving him the challenge his previous job wasn't. his boss is as devoted to programming as he is and he loves it. however, he has made some minor mistakes that have gotten attention. in our 12 years, i can't remember him actually being unsure of his work. last night was bizarre, to say the least.
i have to say, feelings of self-doubt and worthlessness have plagued me my whole life. the boy, on the other hand, has not made any significant mistakes in our life together. as much as that puts me continually at a disadvantage in our relationship, i would absolutely hate for him to feel like i feel. i mean.......seriously. i will need a well-trained force and several entrance and exit strategies to keep him propped up should he even waiver.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
so, i parted from my usual 'fall-asleep-on-the-futon-in-front-of-the-science-channel' routine and went to bed at a decent hour with the boy. we chatted and fucked like we used to in our 20s again. that was fun. remind me to order a supply of sponges from canada, because fear takes away from sex for me.
yesterday was kind of a bummer for my boy, though. when he came home, his brother called and asked him for a pretty sizable amount of money to pay his gas bill. my boy comes from a poor family and we give them money a couple times a year--often for emergencies--that my mother-in-law is not proud to request. my older brother-in-law has only asked us for money once before more than a year ago likely, so this was a bit of a surprise. later last night, the boy came to me visibly shaken and asked that i fuck him. he has a new job that is finally giving him the challenge his previous job wasn't. his boss is as devoted to programming as he is and he loves it. however, he has made some minor mistakes that have gotten attention. in our 12 years, i can't remember him actually being unsure of his work. last night was bizarre, to say the least.
i have to say, feelings of self-doubt and worthlessness have plagued me my whole life. the boy, on the other hand, has not made any significant mistakes in our life together. as much as that puts me continually at a disadvantage in our relationship, i would absolutely hate for him to feel like i feel. i mean.......seriously. i will need a well-trained force and several entrance and exit strategies to keep him propped up should he even waiver.
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
so, i parted from my usual 'fall-asleep-on-the-futon-in-front-of-the-science-channel' routine and went to bed at a decent hour with the boy. we chatted and fucked like we used to in our 20s again. that was fun. remind me to order a supply of sponges from canada, because fear takes away from sex for me.