11:37AM - Monday February 16, 2004
I am a Beast.
So, over at Coyote's journal, we're having a lively discussion in her comments about low-maintenance vs. high maintenance, and communicaition between the genders, and I recently agreed with her that we're both low-maintenance gals. However, when I mentioned this to Kryptonite, he had a different take on it.

See, in terms of all that romantic "girly" stuff, I'm totally low-maintenance. Apparently my ravening beast of a sex drive is enough to qualify me as high-maintenance on its own.

On Saturday Kryptonite told me he had the worst sex drive in the world, at which I gaped quite comically. I mean, that boy has been keeping up with me just fine! In fact, not five minutes after this conversation I started to get up to fix some supper and he pulle dme back down and started kissing me and initiated a whole 'nother round of goodness. So, I'm still skeptical about this "worst sex drive in the world" business. He says he just doesn't go looking for it, and I told him his cock seems to disagree with him, and seems to like hanging out with me a great deal.

I mean, sure, I do initiate most of the time, but he's been no slouch himself. He's only said "No" once, and that was because he was really too tired. And that was fine. "No" is respected in my bed, and that's that. So, I do have a few fears that this will degenerate like past relationships, and that I will be doing all the asking and getting turned down on a regular basis.

But, the fear is small at this point. I can't be ruled by a fear of rejection. I mean, he comes up on a two-hour bus ride to see me, about every second weekend--the boy must like me. Who wouldn't, eh? Even with the seemingly rapacious sex drive... You can comment over here.

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