Ch-ch-ch-changes...
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Posted:Aug 12, 2014 11:13 pm
Last Updated:Oct 3, 2014 6:16 am
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Well...
It's certainly been an interesting few months.
First, I met a very interesting woman. We spent a few days just talking, smoking and drinking together, then she invited me into her bed. It was supposed to be just two people sharing a little close-body contact for a night, but almost five months later we are still spending more nights together than apart.
There's no commitment and little chance of more than a casual relationship, but that suits us both. It's more of a "very good friends with seriously awesome benefits" kind of thing.
One night, we were having dinner when she mentioned that she'd noticed the way I looked at some of her clothes. She asked me if there was any particular reason for my interest. I told her about my introduction to sex (traumatic and not something I've told many people about...), and that since then I'd had an interest the feminine look.
She took me by the hand and walked to her wardrobe. Opening the door, she told me to knock myself out. I looked through her things and she gave me the okay to try a few things on. I decided on a dress she had. She dug out some underthings and watched as I tried them on.
When I was dressed, she handed me a pair of shoes and some lipstick. Then she put her handbag on my shoulder and pronounced me fuckable, which she proved by administering an amazing blow job.
Since that night she has encouraged me to express that side of my personality, telling me that she would love to take me to a club and see how I deal with actual human interaction...
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Joys of casual employment...
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Posted:Feb 4, 2014 3:16 am
Last Updated:May 14, 2024 6:20 pm
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Well, here it is, the end of my second week back at work. Never mind the fact that everyone else had started back in the first week of January...
There's something liberating about being broke and bored. Things which were once just ways of passing time become one's whole day. Reading, for example. Read two books by Richard Dawkins and one by Christopher Hitchens (Oh, Hitch, how your insight and acidity is missed...) in the space of seven days.
Reacquainted myself with the simple pleasure of watching the girls from St Trinian's laying waste to Western Europe (Blue Murder At St Trinian's) and outwitting a firm of hardcore villains (The Great St Trinian's Train Robbery).
Now I'm back at work, such joys must - unfortunately - wait for weekends. Although, employment has a way of filling time that would otherwise be wasted. That, and there's the regular pay thing as well...
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