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9:10PM - Monday December 22, 2003 I've had so little sleep this weekend. The CuteSnarkyBoy was up for the weekend, and damn! we spent the entire weekend in bed again. Heh. God, sometimes we'd just lie there being happy and beaming at each other. Happy! I can't believe how schmoopy I am. I love making him smile. I think I shock him a lot in bed--he's not all that experienced, though he's rapidly figuring out exactly how I work. He's very very good with his hands, which I always appreciate. I think hands can reach the best nooks and crannies, and I can give him lots of tips and tricks. Hey! I've got lots more girl experience! And I'm good... And I also know what works for me, and can tell someone very specifically. Heh. He wanted to take MY hands home with him. I told him we could trade. I also took him to his first kinky party on Friday night, and he was very open and cool about it. He was tired from having been out partying the night before, but we lounged around and ate munchies and stuff. And I smooched him a bit. I was looking very hot in a retro blue denim bustier and stretchy leopard print skirt and matching bra. I put the 'A' in sex-ay, as CSB likes to say. Play was leisurely and informal, CSB got to see and hear quite a lot. Nezumi has some beautiful pictures up if you care to see. He didn't even squick when the play piercing started, I'm pleased to say! I hopped up and actually did my first play piercings during an impromptu workshop. Butch got pierced by LeatherMan, and then he talked me through doing some piercings on his chest and through his nipples. And then DeadGrrrrl stepped up to be my next victim. Heh. I had a lot of fun, and everybody commented on the steadiness of my hands. I think it's that when I decide to do something, I really commit to it and don't hesitate. Aesthetically the placement of my needles wasn't all it could have been, but I think that will come with practice. My Saturday was spent pretty much in sin--we emerged from the coccoon of my room around 1:30pm and bathed and ate a ginormous breakfast. (To keep our strength up!) We spent the afternoon haning out, chatting, visiting with Butch, and then I made us all supper and we drank hard eggnog and watched Holiday Inn, lamenting Bing's trickery and deciding he really didn't actually deserve the love of the girl. We got to bed around ten and got around to sleeping around midnight. It was funny, we were basking and we both looked at the clock at the same time and said, "Not bad!" And then we burst out laughing. It was at this point that we started to consider that our friends might just be crazy in wanting to drum the sun up for Solstice. CSB is remarkably hard to roust out of bed at 5:30am. Just sayin'. We went out to the sea shore, where I crutched a hazardous rock-filled path, apparently earning admiration and lust from CSB. And then we froze our asses off, sat around the fire, drank hot tea and apple cider, had ritual, drummed for a spiral dance, and had a great time. CSB proclaimed that he was dying several times, and later on, on the way home he decided he was a summer pagan because he didn't have the body fat to cope with doing ritual outside in the cold. I felt fine the entire time I was outside, but once inside I had the devil of a time getting warm again. We'd hopped right back into bed in the hopes of getting more sleep, and that worked for a while until I started shivering uncontrollably. Snuggling didn't help, so we found other ways to warm me up. Heh. And then we slept. Well, I slept, and he had insomnia. About mid-afternoon I woke up, and well, he challenged me by pretending to have a headache, so I pounced on him. Heh. And then we had to rush around like fools to bathe and cook for the potluck. I've discovered that the best way to make sure a party ends really early is to make half the participants get up before dawn. We were home and in bed by 10pm, and we actually slept after we talked for a while. Ahhh, blessed sleep. Our poor bodies were aching from all the activity and not enough sleep. However, this morning we were much rested, much to my delight. And my period was finally over, which meant far less mess! Yay! But then I had to send him home on the bus, which he was taking with much weeping and gnashing of teeth because he hates the bus. But he got home safely, and I've been lounging around all day catching up on my email and chatting with friends. It's good to be happy. I think I like it.
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