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dear diary,
2014-08-28 @ 10:40 p.m.
boy got home today and got sidetracked on his way to the shower by some dude from work calling, so he didn't finish until late, and dinner wasn't finished until late. he goes downstairs to smoke and comes back and starts going nuts about how much he loves my hair (i washed it earlier and did a blowout but nothing else so it's this huge puffy thing on my head). he's like ahhhh, oooh, it's so soft! it smells so good! and was like nuzzling my head. it was so silly. so he starts kissing me up, and i'm wearing a skirt so he goes right in there, and i'm like oh shit, if that's what you're doing i need to close the window. the neighbors can see right in if they're on the deck. so i close it and come back and he keeps going, and gets just the tip in! before noticing the clock and saying aww man, we need to eat, it's pretty late. we'll continue later. so, it's later. guess who's asleep. ugh!! kitchen sex is my fave. :( signed, |