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6:38PM - Friday October 10, 2003 Do you ever get to that place, you know the one, where you're so aroused that just a whisper of a touch makes you come over and over again? That is a good place. I was there yesterday morning, and my bed is still wet. Goddamn. Rubber sheets. Wednesday night I fist-fucked her nearly into a coma, she nodded off in my arms before I could get my contact lenses out. So, no orgasms for me that night and that was fine becasue I was tired. But the morning--that's my time, baby. And oh what a time. As I was saying, I reached that place where you're up on a big pleasure plateau and your whole body is vibrating and the lightest touch sends you up another sharp peak. Gorgeous. I'd climb those mountains everyday. I ejaculated so much I was lying in a small lake, and at one point I came into Durga's cupped hand, and then she poured the ejaculate over my clit and I came again. It was intense. Bodies are so amazing--I'm so grateful that mine works so well. End of TMI and on to fangirl geekiness. Wednesday night was Angel night, and we drank wine and smoked pot and ate baked brie with blackberry jam and watched Spike saunter back into Angel's life. Oh yes, I love the pretty. (Thanks Stef for the term!) My Spike-obsessed days are far from over, and we had a full house over at Butch's to provide testament to the hotness of Spike. Durga was there, CurveGirl, her roomie Red, and raven and her fiance who is not so much into Spike. That's okay. He's a boy who likes girls, he doesn't need to understand the Spike-love, he just has to respect it. I love my g-spot. It is the best thing in the world. That is all.
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