I turned to her and whispered, i just wanna fuck ya with my dress on...
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11:29 a.m. - 2004-07-11 genuinely nice I'm still here, in this city where the concept of winter is pleasantly laughable. My flight is in a few hours. I just got back to my youth hostel. I was out all night. Again. Not partying though, no. I was at the house of a lovely charming sweet butch boi... I wish, oh how I wish I could take her home with me. She makes me want to start planning my next trip up here already. I met her a few months ago at a dance party in Sydney and got her number. We met up last night for coffee and got on really well. You wouldn't have been able to fit a word in edgeways between us. She's gorgeous, chattery and bouncy and soft and young. B@byb0i, she is called. We went back to her house and curled up on her sofa to watch movies. I tucked myself in under her arm because I couldn't sit next to her and not cuddle her. We watched "Something's Gotta Give" which seemed like an odd choice but turned out to be entirely appropriate. We didn't wind up doing anything except for rassling and cuddling and clipping each other with tiny wooden pegs, but it was lovely. I slept in her bed with her and her pussy cat. She made me breakfast this morning and sent me on my way. Am I disappointed that we didn't fuck? Kind of, but not really. If I'd met up with her earlier in the week it would have given the chemistry more time to develop, I think. I'd rather skip the one-night stand and retain a sexy friendship. We made laughing plans to meet up and play in the future; I have every intention of following through if situations allow. I'm so pleased with it, with her and how well we combined. There's nothing as satisfying as genuine personal chemistry. What a lovely boi. Home soon. I've been very pleased with this week overall. I feel like I've finally had some sort of a break. |
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[Phone Home] - 2005-02-22 [She hurts, even from here, she hurts.] - 2005-02-11 [Two weeks and counting] - 2005-01-31 [Dirty] - 2005-01-20 [Here Now] - 2005-01-18 |
...and she took a pen and wrote on my belly, my girlfriend has glass eyes