Can't Quit

For many reasons I cannot seem to stop the urge to write. It could be that the stress of finals is getting to me and writing about sex is way more pleasurable than papers that feel shallow and contrived.

A few weeks ago, maybe less, I was kissed. No really. I didn't see it coming. It was fantastic and the energy was out of this world. He had a good amount of tension and touched me softly yet passionately. His plum soft lips invigorated mine. Wow, this was quite the surprise! While I have known him for a while, much like Montreal, it is hard to discern the little devil lurking inside until you are there in the midst.

Like always, it seems, he is in a serious relationship. At first this has seemed a damper, but in the last few days we have exchanged emails. It would have been coy of me to respond to his inquiry about me being devious with a one liner, but I went for it and gave him the whole ball of wax. Too bad I didn't drip it onto him first!

Turns out he is a bit more like me than I had suspected. His thoughts and fantasies are similar to mine in the sense that we both have nasty little minds that love sex. Must have sex. Crave and dream about sex. Yet in our typical day to day lives we show no sign.

Or do we... how did he know that I wanted a kiss? I was working at the time and only flirting on a very low level. Two, he as a girlfriend and yet he went for it. He was driven, compelled to kiss me in a very long and passionate way at my place of work. The risk in this was a chance most would not have taken.

Was it eye talk? Pheromones? Intuition? I don't know, but that kiss and the couple of emails were the final straw in getting me to write again. It is all just too titillating!

Stayed tuned. So much has happened. So much to blog about and the semester is almost over!