Life, Love, Sex

A Date

I had a date last night.  Like a real type of one.  I don’t have many of those.  And I certainly haven’t had one in a while.

It was with this guy I had met at camp last year, and we had only went out once back in the fall but he thought of me again as he signed up for camp this year and called me up and invited me out for cupcakes.

It’s probably a little on the soon side for me to be “dating,” but I liked Drew and I was happy to see him, and I didn’t want him to think I was blowing him off.

So I met him last night after I was done helping Barbara Nitke with a photoshoot.  We split a salad and a lasagna for dinner and walked down to Magnolia’s for cupcakes.  My first Magnolias’ cupcake.  I’d say they’re pretty good, but probably a little overrated.  I had the vanilla cake with vanilla icing.  Yeah, it was yummy.

As we ate dinner and cupcakes we talked dating and sex.  Light stuff and heavy stuff.

Sometimes I would change the subject when it got to the heavy stuff.  I was afraid I might cry.

I had a nice time.

But yeah, I really think I shouldn’t be doing any kind of dating or hooking up right now.

I have more to write on where I’m at with sex and stuff, but I’m having a hard time to put it into words, and it’s hard to talk about anyways.  2am doesn’t seem like that best time to start anyways.  I’ve  been putting off talking about it for almost 8 months as it is, what’s a few more days or weeks, right?

Weekend Date

I got asked a hard question the other night- when was the last time I didn’t fuck on the first date?

Damn if I didn’t wrack my brain for something!  I came up with last year, when I met Kyle for the 1st time.  But before that?  I know I didn’t always put out so easily when I was 18…

The other hard question I got asked?  Name the 5 starting pitchers of the Mets.  Now, I don’t know all 5 on a good day.  But I can usually pull out Martinez and El Duque .  Except for when I’m chained to a cross and being hit with stuff.

Martinez
El Duque
Santana
Maine
Perez

For future reference.

OMG my body hurt the past few days.  I got thoroughly slapped around.  Yayz.

There’s a large assortment of bite marks all over me- the ones in my back are the worst and go deep into the muscle.  I almost cried after the 3rd bite in the same spot.

That was definitely something that I needed though.

I’m covered in yellow spots now as the bruises are healing.  I hate when the bruises start fading.  Hehe.

God I’m such a masochist.  I love it.

Ok, I’m ready to get beat up again.  (Insatiable too!)

Adventurous Food

Wow, I had an amazing dinner last night! I went out with Denzel, whom I haven’t seen or spoken to since the summer of 2006. He e-mailed me a few weeks ago saying he had broken up with his girlfriend and wanted to know if I was interested in getting together again. I liked him, so I of course said yes.

We met up last night as his place and he took me out to this nice Italian restaurant called Salute. It was a fairly upscale menu, though not too stuffy in atmosphere, which was nice. Though most people who know me know I’m not the most exciting eater. I’m quite picky in fact. But I can at least usually find something at an Italian restaurant.

We decided that night to both be a little adventurous in our selections, so for my main course I decided to pick the lasagna with wild boar and spinach in a bechmel sauce. He was even more daring chosing one of the specials that night of risotto with squid ink and mint.

Ugh. Lol.

My meal was quite delicious. I had cesar salad with yummy fresh dressing, the lasagna, and a yummy warm chocolate souffle dessert with an ooey-gooey center.

Denzel didn’t have as good as luck. He liked his steak tartare, but the risotto came out, and really it was as disgusting as it sounds. I didn’t dare try it, but it came out and it was this gray mess of a meal. Denzel said it was both fishy and bland at the same time, and then came the mint. He had 4 bites and that was all he could manage. Dessert was on the house that night.

Like last time, I sat through the dinner with a buzzing egg in me. I was much better at concentrating though. Go me! Lol. I almost asked him to turn it on high so I could finish, but I don’t know if I would have really been able to let myself do that in the middle of the restaurant.

But damn if I wasn’t freaking horny when we got back to his place! But we took care of that.

With the amazing sex. Ho-lee fuck! The man, besides having a beast of a cock, has this magic ability to just center in on my g-spot.

It certainly worked to bring my libido back, which had been waning for the last week or so (of course no thanks to my cold…).

It’s funny how having sex only makes me more horny. Bah.

But, I think we’ll have a good time when we get together for our weekend, which we’re finally doing after a year and a half!