The Wrong Way?…

October 25, 2009

Why do so many people go about having sex the wrong way?

No, I am not talking about positions or techniques, but about attitude.  If your partner wants to try something, then why would you say no?  Is your personal comfort level so muchmore important than the happiness that you might bring your partner?  And if you are so absorbed in your own feelings, then how can you expect your partner to focus their attention on you?  Should they then only worry about what makes them comfortable too?

If you can’t give yourself completely to your partner, then you can’t expect them to give completely of themselves…

A Reliable Comfort…

June 25, 2009

Sex with the same person
Is like a comfortable pair of shoes
Fitting tight to every contour
Moving in time with you
Rubbing, stretching, caressing
Familiar at every step
So much so that when you are done
You long for the next experience…

Two weeks ago today, I hurried home to get the yardwork done so that I would be free on Saturday.  I had plans and needed to be free.  There was a lot of overgrowth in the back natural area…small trees, weeds, honeysuckle vines…so with a decent amount of weed-wacking, hatchet-swinging, pulling and tugging I managed to get the area looking pretty good.  And Saturday was left to be enjoyed…

Sunday at church I noticed a couple of spots on my arms.  I thought that I had seen some Poison Ivy in the natural area before, but I had gotten rid of it.  I figured that a little had regrown, so I got some medicated scrub and spray from the drugstore which seems to work pretty well, so I figured it wouldn’t be too bad.  I was wrong…

Over the week, more and more spots kept appearing.  More scrubbing, more Benedryl, more restless nights, and still more spots showing up every day.  I was sure that there was no oil left on my skin.  I figure the only thing that makes any sense is that I got into the Poison Ivy with the weed-wacker and covered myself with it.  Brilliant!

Maybe if I hadn’t been so focused on hurrying to get stuff done before Saturday, maybe I wouldn’t have rushed into the Ivy.  Then again, with what I was doing Saturday, maybe I got what I deserved?…

Took the lead from Heather over at Extemporaneous

- Slept with a girl, then later had her ask if I would sleep with her roommate (which I did!…:)).

- Finished playing a soccer game with a ruptured testicle, THEN went to the doctor.

- Seen Elton John with his pants around his ankles. (No, this doesn’t relate to my last post)

- Been engaged three times, but only married once…

- Never been to my Prom, but went to someone else’s in a different state.

- Given a report on sexual behavior in front of your English class, which included a girl you had recently slept with, who was pregnant but said it’s not yours.

- Got married in a tuxedo…at the magistrate’s office.

-Competed in a national tournament for Photon (Laser Quest predecessor, and far better)

- Bowled a 299 game in league (still have the ring to prove it)

- Am pretty sure your first sexual encounter was arranged by a group of your friends, but have no proof.