I realized, as I was slowly waking up and easing into my day, that I got laid the past THREE mornings. Sometimes more than once.
Life is good.
(After hearing the above, Tristan told me that not only am I a tramp, I am a show-off. He wasn't complaining this morning.)
Life is good.
(After hearing the above, Tristan told me that not only am I a tramp, I am a show-off. He wasn't complaining this morning.)
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Date: 2005-08-16 03:36 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-16 04:03 pm (UTC)You know, I don't need you giving By any ideas, either.
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Date: 2005-08-16 04:12 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-16 04:32 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-16 05:10 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-17 02:30 am (UTC)Luckily for me, that's an idea that my boys here aren't as into.
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Date: 2005-08-16 03:36 pm (UTC)T, on the other hand, is a shameless hoor. It's true.
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Date: 2005-08-16 04:09 pm (UTC)And he's called me a tramp for a while, but he does say that I'm only a tramp with certain select people, so that's not so bad.
T, on the other hand, is a shameless hoor. It's true.
If T were, in fact, a shameless hoor, then why did it take me four days plus some fairly direct measures to get his attention? Shameless, yes, once I had his attention. Hoor, no. Or, only with me. (Although that may be my fault, for wearing the boy out.)