Life, Love, Sex

Whoring Totally Rocks My Socks

2 hours.

Large sum of money.

Shibaricon and my trip to Europe totally paid for without a second worry.

I should thank Jefferson for having me cancel that weekend with Denzel almost 2 years ago. Because then I would have had to work harder for that money. But now, and because of a family thing coming up for him, he didn’t have time to do the whole weekend, but didn’t want to cancel, and still gave me all the agreed upon money. Plus he went so easy on me (God knows what I’ve had to endure in 2 hours with Harry).

Score!

I’m also now an electricity play convert. My first taste was with Boymeat and the violet wand and that kinda just made me tickle and laugh a lot- though I’m sure it could be used in a more torturous way. But Denzel had the kind where it goes inside you (a la Wired Pussy). (So different from the violet wand.)

OMG. I loved it. It was intense at times, but oh so awesome. Though, I wasn’t as big of a fan of it in my butt- kinda strange in a maybe-have-to-go-to-the-bathroom kind of way, lol.

God, I want one of these machines now. Except they’re way expensive and all my new money is already earmarked for traveling (much better than “stuff” right?). I didn’t manage to get off, but damn I want to. I can’t even imagine what an orgasm from that would feel like.

*Shiver*

Fuck, could I have picked a more expensive lifestyle??

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!