Do you need soap?
me: Hey, do you need soap in there?
Dave: *muffled reply*
me: HEY, DO YOU NEED SOAP IN THERE?
Dave: no, I'm just squirting stuff and rubbing it again.
me: showers aren't for whacking off you know. *goes to walk out*
Dave: hey, I could use some soap anyway.
*hands a bar of peppermint-vanilla clay soap through the curtain*
Dave: yay! More ass burning soap!
me: then just don't use it on your ass, yeesh.
Someday I'll have content.
Last night we had spontaneous sweaty mid-night sex. I had an orgasm that almost made me cry, so I guess that's all good.
I was watching a very queer movie on Bravo entitled Everything you should ever need to know about sex or something like that. It had Gene Wilder having sex with a sheep, and a very young Regis Philbin asking a guy if he molests children on a gameshow called "What's Your Sexual Perversion?". It was .. different.
While laying in bed post-coitus I mentally formed an entire post of content in regards to reminders of first loves returning and interfering imposing on current loves. See, I watched The Notebook the other day [a co-worker insisted I had to see it], and it somewhat followed my already existing thoughts on the subject. I guess I'll post on it later if I can remember it by then.
Dave: *muffled reply*
me: HEY, DO YOU NEED SOAP IN THERE?
Dave: no, I'm just squirting stuff and rubbing it again.
me: showers aren't for whacking off you know. *goes to walk out*
Dave: hey, I could use some soap anyway.
*hands a bar of peppermint-vanilla clay soap through the curtain*
Dave: yay! More ass burning soap!
me: then just don't use it on your ass, yeesh.
Someday I'll have content.
Last night we had spontaneous sweaty mid-night sex. I had an orgasm that almost made me cry, so I guess that's all good.
I was watching a very queer movie on Bravo entitled Everything you should ever need to know about sex or something like that. It had Gene Wilder having sex with a sheep, and a very young Regis Philbin asking a guy if he molests children on a gameshow called "What's Your Sexual Perversion?". It was .. different.
While laying in bed post-coitus I mentally formed an entire post of content in regards to reminders of first loves returning and interfering imposing on current loves. See, I watched The Notebook the other day [a co-worker insisted I had to see it], and it somewhat followed my already existing thoughts on the subject. I guess I'll post on it later if I can remember it by then.