Pardon me if this blog entry seems rushed or not neatly and concisely put together like some of my other ones. I'm fuck happy. Yes, you heard me correctly. I got laid. Seriously, spine bendingly, thigh drippingly laid.

I never really knew how loud I was until I got laid for the first time in several weeks. Noises I had never heard before, perverse ancient noises, were coming out of my mouth as if I were possessed. I don't believe I've ever had that many orgasms that quickly - it was like someone had attached electrodes to me and was pushing a button at whim.

I honestly don't remember too much about it. I was leaving, after having dropped off some quality of life things for Bear, and was adamant about getting out of the apartment to get my frozen food inside and make it to yoga on time. I kissed him goodbye, his hand entered my jeans and it was all over. Next thing I remember, my bare breasts were pushed against his yoga mat as my jeans found their way around my ankles. 20 minutes later, I was fucked out. I'm still giddy and tired.

Later, maybe, I'll write something a little more literary and a little less "holy shit, I got laid." If I can fathom the mental capacity, that is. Now I need to go brush my hair. It looks like I've been in a fist fight.

This entry was posted by Mellie, on Thursday, July 13, 2006.