I got a text from GG at about 7.30 in the evening, asking me to confirm what time I was going to be at the station to pick her up. It interested me that it wasn't signed off with the usual "xxx", and nor was her response to my reply. I think she was being cautious after I'd given her something of a telling off when we last spoke, but what it said to me was that I'd also given her something to think about. Really think about. And that was good.
We got back here close to 9 o'clock, and I was bloody starving. GG had insisted on bringing food and a bottle of wine, and I've got to tell you she was spot on with both – some great stuff to eat from her local deli (lamb shank on a bed of wild rice, salad, stuffed vine leaves) and a gorgeous bottle of Italian red. I would tell you what it was, but it's in the bin and I don't want to go fishing around for it.
We finished dinner, opened another bottle of wine, and I rolled a spliff. It was one of those nights when one amazing piece of music just merged into the next... DCD, Gotan Project, Jeff Buckley... mmmm. Delicious. And then, when the tension just started to feel like you could cut it with a knife, we f*cked. And I don’t mean we followed some scripted, predetermined scenario that GG had devised to satisfy her need for control. I mean we f*cked. And, for those of you who may be interested, that's what we did for the next 4 hours, stopping only occasionally to gather some strength and finish off the wine (and, I'll admit, to smoke just one more small one). And I have to say that, even by my own high standards, I was magnificent (ROFL)!
We woke late-ish on Sunday morning (well, GG woke me up doing a wee in the en-suite) and we chatted for a while. I decided to tease her a bit as retribution for her previous silliness, and then I got up and went for a hard, fast run. But after I got back I showered and climbed into bed again. I think we got up around lunch time in the end, so I suppose you could say that the problem, such as it was, has been well and truly resolved. Or put to bed.Looks like I didn’t need that telephone number from Tube Girl in the end, then...
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Sometimes you don't need words to figure things out, sometimes you just need to f*ck. I guess life is funny that way....
Life is funny, period, NWC.
Sher... I'm completely taken aback - that was very perceptive. More on that soon, but in the meantime you'll note that the clock has been reinstated!
what?!!! you don't recycle your bottles?
Depends what you mean by "recycle"...
Now, that doesn't sound like a crummy way to spend a Saturday night! So, I'm just a bit curious, I gotta ask... does that fall into the "makeup sex" catagory?
I've had worse Saturday nights, K, that's for sure. Make-up sex? Hmmmm, maybe...
I agree with Sher - the emotion was a bit lacking in that one - not that it was emotionless, just that usually your posts are packed full of energy. This one felt a little...flat...
But this could be because you are literally shagged out! If that's not the reason, then please, disclose!!! yes, I know I'm being nosy again... it's a terminal state of affairs for me.
As it happens, I'm working from home today and just fell asleep on the sofa. Lots of spent energy this weekend.
Maybe it's that, maybe it's more... I'm going to give it some thought. I appreciate the quality of the feedback though - it's making me consider things I might not have considered.
Fabulous!
And by the way...Yes..I've had some Jewish in me a few times ;-) Most memorable was a yummy Glaswegian lad...Oooh la la...
Thanks NYM. Did I ever disclose my heritage? I'm sure I must have done...
The emotion thing is relevant but not too relevant. The way I read it that you had (what I hoped would happen) an uncomplicated, lusty, fantastic shag with someone that you really like. And you're immediate reaction was just that - lusty and uncomplicated - just as it should be imo.
I'm working from home today too. Keep getting distracted by blogs though
sounds like a good time was had by all.
everything else is non important.
I'm glad you've sorted things out with GG... or have you?
See I kinda agree with Sher on this one. Not much emotion there. It almost sounds like breakup sex. You get as much as you can because who knows how long of a dry spell could be coming. No emotions, just good 'ol sweaty sex.
Blimey. Polarised opinions - lovely. I see my next post taking shape...
hhmm, 'break up sex'? My relationships usually break up with a wimper rather than a bang
F*cking is great therapy. But I will agree with the ladoes here.
Your pushing the bounds with the avatar there mate. I thought we weren't giving the ladies headshots?
KOW, I'm just a lost soul. I probably need more s*x and I'll be fine.
And I thought my avatar was just obscured enough. Have I broken a code that I didn't know about? (Mail me and explain.)
What heritage. Do tell.
yeah, what is the deal with headshots? Is it bad blog manners to show your face?
If so, oops.
NYM, think about it...
iaam, it depends what kind of face you have. I like yours, so you can keep posting it. Mine was meant to be hidden enough that a passing aquaintence wouldn't know it's me!
scottish?
I'd know it's you (already)
Eeek!
see, that's what happens when you just TELL people about what's bothering you. How come so many people don't get that...
See -- I was thinking it sounded more like break-up sex to me...but maybe that's because I had a relationship pretty much end the same way. It definitely ended on a high note with lots and lots of f*cking. I just hope it isn't the same with you and GG.
Yep. It's simple, Blue.
UB, no doubt time will tell. I'm just taking it as it comes, and we'll have to see how it pans out.
Thanks... I will, Sirreene.
I must have some sex as soon as possible...
~Eyes
If that was actually a request, Eyes, just mail me.
Hang on, I think you're spoken for. And a few thousand miles away. Shame though :-)
WDKY, you 'ole saucy fox. It sounds like you had a fab night expending plenty of energy. It's interesting re the comments about break up sex as I recall that the last time that I had sex with that chump of a fiance was pretty damn good. Ironic that it was the last....Admittedly when men want to do a bit of emotional they will without thinking about it so there is something to be said re the comments.
Yes, the s*x, without reading anything else into it, was very good. I'm in a funny frame of mind at the moment though, NML.
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