good sex is hard to come by on a hot sweaty island. you can have the too short, too hurried, too uncomfortable, too inhibited sex. or you can get with a gorgeous man who attends flight and have your world blown away. the best ass licking, fuck me hard time that you've had in years. god bless america.
i guess that's what it boils down to for me sex drugs and rock n' roll. that's what I love about america. god he was so good. but i don't even remember his name. his body was so tight and his skin so tight as well. i could marry him tommorow and not worry about a thing. he told me I was intense..... so perfect. he wanted to cuddle with me at night, and I slept so well. the only thing i didn't like about him was the way he said goodbye. but goodbyes are hard to do. i don't know how to deal with them, so i do them abruptly and cleanly. I've gotten feedback that this method comes off too crude. so i'm working on it. like he's working on the railroad.
god, i'm still in the afterglow of that good lovin'. his cock was so perfect, not too big, not too small. mother fucker rocked my world.
other significant things happened after i came home at 730 am, but the body is screaming happiness. too bad my co-workers are old and nasty and can't even have a dirty conversation about knowing how I got laid last night.......
so canada is a step closer.
bobster called and talked to my dad last night, hopefully that will come through.
i just want to hurry up and be canadian already......lol
