Dirty Novels

Been reading The Secrete Whore.  Man do I feel some dirty emails coming on!!!

Cleaning the house

One of these days I'm going to have to sit Gus down and explain that weekends are for sleeping.  He made me get up at like 3:30 to let him out.  Then again at 5:30ish. That time I fell asleep on the couch for about an hour.  I tried to go back to bed but it just wasn't happening.  So now I'm cleaning the house off and on.  I have a guy coming to give me an estimate on cleaning the carpet & air ducts sometime between 1 and 2:30.  I'd like the house to be somewhat presentable when he gets here.  I may actually mop the kitchen & bathroom floors today.  We'll see.  Definitely have to vacuum though...

I've been talking to F.  Well, texting.  We don't talk.  he's been with the kids.  Maybe next week.  Actually, he said we were going to go out next week...  "maybe."  I'm alternating between attacking him and having my way with him the second he walks through the door to going back the idea of a second first date where I only let him kiss me and nothing else.  We'll see I guess...  Hopefully we'll get to video chat next week.  Been doing a lot of texting.  Well not yesterday, but I'll text him again later today...

Anyway, guess I need to get back to cleaning up the house. And maybe getting something to eat...

Yes.

You came to me in my dreams ad whispered my name.

Yes.

Your hands gently caress my skin as I stretch beneath your touch

Yes.

The feel of your lips on mine is electric.

Yes. 

I can taste your tongue and our breath ins.

Yes.

Your lips and fingers explore as I awaken to desire.

Yes.

I feel the weight of you on me as I welcome you inside.

Yes.

Our breath becomes rushed as we move in time.

Yes!  I whisper. 

Yes!

The response I got back from that email was:

Wow

Loved it!!

I swear, the things I need to do to get the attention of the man I'm interested in....

He doesn't get off of quarters until next Friday.  

Wow

Hate it!!

OK, so FA has surgery today.  I was hoping he'd text me before he went in like I asked him to.  Didn't happen.  And I don't expect him to call me tonight.  (txt, whatever).  I may call him or text him later.  We'll see.  I know he'll be out of it.  And here's another kicker...  He's on quarters for 15 days.  15 DAYS!!!  I need to find a way to get onto Ft. Carson...

I miss him.  I miss his voice.  I miss his face.  I miss talking to him about nothing at all.  Just laying in each other's arms. So even if he's not up to me ripping his clothes off and throwing him down right there at least I'd be able to see him...

Video chatting with him the other night was great.  But it was killing me too, because I was looking right at him, and all I wanted to do was just kiss him.  I miss kissing him.  He's such a good kisser...

My F'd Up Love Life

OK, so I said I'd been talking to FA.  So we had a deal.  We were going to stat slow.  Neither of us wants to loose the other.  So we were going to go on a date.  A real date.  Dinner.  On a week night so that neither one of us can stay out late because of work the next day.  I won't shave my legs.  We'll avoid picnic tables (ahhhh picnic tables....).  That way no temptation to have sex.  We'll end with just a good night kiss.  I swear no sooner than we both agree to that than we start sexting...

And man was there some hot stuff in there...  I'm pretty sure that when we do get together neither of us will be able to will be able to keep our hands off of each other  No date.  Just sex... So not conducive to a stable long term relationship...

but I swear I can't wait to get in the same room as him...  With any luck I won't be able to walk straight, and he won't know what hit him....

OH, and so we were video chatting last night.  Yeah, topless...  Anyway, I know what he was doing.... :-)  yeah, like I couldn't see his shoulder moving or how he was biting his lower lip in that oh so cute way that he does...

FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK......  I'm getting all kind of hot just thinking about it...  And the rough part, he's having surgery Thursday, then he'll be out of it, then it'll be the weekend and he'll have the kids, so who knows when we'll actually get together.  Hopefully next week.  Keep your fingers crossed...

Helmethead

Helmethead 

Great Big Sea

I was just seventeen, when I made the AHL
I couldn't skate in junior, but my fists rang like a bell.
I'll never win a title, and I'll never win the cup,
But when it comes to ladies, I've had the best of luck.

My first one was a sly one, hanging round the rink,
But they sent me off to Cornwall, as fast as you could blink,
In Moose Jaw I was right in love, the daughter of the coach -
He traded me for nothing, didn't take to my approach.

So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.

Chantal was from Moncton, elle a joué avec moi.
A tongue as sharp as razors, but she had a fancy car.
Her husband was a bruiser, played senior in Quebec,
If he'd had the rights of it, it would have been my neck.

So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.

Nancy couldn't watch me fight, she'd always be in tears,
Waving from the bleachers, and screaming in my ears,
Dee I should have married, and we had a dandy fling,
But I had a one way contract, blew the money for the ring.

So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.

I should have sent a letter, and it would have been polite,
But I'm cleaning out my locker, and time is getting tight.
I'm calling from the station, perhaps another day,
Cause they're calling up a rookie, and they're trading me away.

So good-bye, fare thee well,
There's no time for delay,
You'll see me at the face-off, or catch the play-by-play
So good-bye, fare thee well,
I'm glad you shared my bed,
But never trust a fellow with a helmet on his head.

Catch Up

OK, brief catch up before I get to writing something of more interest...

Work is OK.  Same shit different day.

I'm back in my house.  I have some cleaning up to do, but nothing I can't handle (just stuff I'm too friking lazy to do!!!).

Have been texting back and forth with F.A.  Apparently he's been sick.  But he did warn me (sort of...) about some evacuations news in my area.  So we've been talking about starting over and going slow.  Then in the very next panel we are sexting and exchanging pictures.  So who knows where thats going to go...  He still has his kids on the weekends.  No big there, but we don't talk when they are around...