I just realized I still hadn’t gotten this up! LOL

The Tenga Egg I scored from Babeland was a very interesting choice.

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I’ve printed everything up to the last entry. Which reminds me…funny story…

The Blowjob Video…

Where does the time go? I’ve been so busy lately! It’s been good but damn, talk about holes in the memory.

I think I forgot to mention how, one night after I spent a few hours waiting for him, I got a pretty yummy back massage and some honest to goodness ‘I’m glad you stuck around snuggles.’ Both were negated by circumstance later but sweet, none the less. And the sickly cracking of my back told me it was long overdue.

I haven’t even been back to write about our second attempt at the whole booty call thing – a success. One negated, at least partially, by the fact that I had a fit. I still feel the sting – and it was something I’d discussed with him already – so that part was justified – but my handling of the situation left a lot to be desired.

Today, while we were talking about writing, he asked for the Book of Clyde (this blog!). It made me giggle and right on the heels of thinking ‘damn, that’s right he didn’t take it with him,’ I realized I should probably give him an updated version. Talk about a rush! It wasn’t a good one, though. I’m not sure I’m ready for it. Hell, I’m not even sure I’m ready to read through it again. It must be done, however…

I guess I should see about finding my happy place and starting the dig…

I had a post-script to last night’s entry, thinking about this whole ‘wish we had our own place’ thing. I don’t think I’ve ever thought that. While there were times I wished I had my own place, they were few and far between. I actually like living with my folks. Now that my grandmother is around, I pine after my own place frequently – especially after we’ve butted heads but even that is short-lived.

The only man I ever lived with (as a couple) was my husband. That was almost…jeez…12 years ago. And the only time I imagined sharing my life with someone was with Esteban. I don’t recall exactly when it was I first started having that little tickle with James, probably about 6-7 months ago. The tickle has gotten an upgrade. Not sure what I think about that. It certainly doesn’t fit the path we are currently on, but it’s a really nice imagining.

Meanwhile, I have to leave soon and haven’t accomplished ANYTHING I wanted to have done beforehand. Here’s to hoping tonight will be better…!

James ‘suggested’ I come over tonight, about 11. The kidlets were safely tucked in bed and the rest of the house would be sleeping soon themselves so, though I’m going out tomorrow, I decided to take advantage. I’d been horny all day week and, usually, a call this late at night means we get to fuck.

But not tonight, oh no! Tonight he was one of -counts…- half a dozen people hanging out – all musicians – and they were doing what they do. He showed hope of being ‘smart’ and escaping early but that was dashed when I went upstairs and, while he followed me up, he went right back down. I smoked a cigarette. I waited. I got in the bed and curled up to get warm. I got hot. Still no James.

I finally decided to go with my gut and come home. I have to work tomorrow and there’s the show Friday and I have to clean house (and my room) after work because we’re having my oldest’s birthday party Saturday.

RIGHT after I left, he came upstairs and was waiting on me. He finally saw the text I sent when I left. And there’s a lot of drama afoot at his house. At 2 in the morning.

I can’t even go get him and bring him here, compliments of my house’s somewhat recently-adopted rules. I hate my grandmother living here!

I swear, I wish we had our own place. That thought fills my head more and more every day. Hell, even if I just had my own spot, he’d have somewhere relatively peaceful to crash or hide out until it’s time for him to return home. Gotta make something happen. Soon.

Yeahhhh…

Back here. Maybe.

I’m wasting time til I go see James so ya’ll get to cope with a disjointed entry.

Strange things are afoot.

The first couple of times, I marked it as a fluke. I can’t any more.

We’re kissing. A lot. I mean…if he’s drinking I might get a hurried peck here and there. Lately though…damn.

His lips!

I love em.

I think I’ve even managed to wait for him to initiate the whole process. There may have been a couple of times I started things over our time together but overall…it’s all been him. I lost my affinity for the whole kissing thing many moons ago. James even said he felt the same way back when we first met. After our first kiss, though, I’ve longed for a taste of his lips every time I see him. I kept myself in check. Now…

Yeah.

Like we were in the middle of sexin last night and he had to stop for a piss break. Before he pulled out, though, I got a few smacks on the lips and what seemed like an avoidance of withdrawal. Even when he got home last night, he seemed really happy to see me. He’s acting almost as mushy as I have before. (And am again!) I think I like it. To the point that I’m impressed (if not a bit disconcerted at the abnormality of it all) more by his change than my ‘getting back to normal.’

He said he was ready for round 2 this morning (after a marathon session last night) and my jaw dropped.

Tonight, he all but told me to come see him. So see him, I will…!

Suppose I oughta get in the shower now.

Hopefully I’ll be back with a lil something more substantial soon. Heh.

So I’ve been (well, had been until I messed up my RSS – to be fixed soon!) keeping up with Eden Cafe, a sister site to EdenFantasys and mashup of all sorts of interesting articles on a wide variety of topics, and just so happens, I won a contest.

And that, ladies and gents, is how I ended up getting my hands on a Kissa Vibe.

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And, since I haven’t been able to (or willing when I could) use my Tenga Egg on James yet, the last from Babeland (for now) is the Heart 2 Heart Blindfold.

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So I’m woefully behind on my reviews!

I figured now would be a good time to catch up. Heh.

First up, Babeland’s Lavish Nipple Clamps!

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