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"Weren't you going to get dressed?"
May. 5th, 2005 11:44 amor: the more things change, the more they stay the same.
My contract with him ended May 1st (odd thing for May Day, I'd think, but that was not on either of our minds); I don't recall if there's a clause about how long it needs to be before we sign another one. He wants the next contract to be for a year, but I feel insecure about that. I don't have a good reason, but a year seems like a bigger deal than 9 months. (One might say it is: it's 3 months of a bigger deal. It's not like I'll want to leave him before a year's up. It just seems too permanent. If you don't intend to leave him, what's the deal with a year's worth of permanence? I don't know.)
In the meanwhile, he took me to dinner last night for my birthday, and gave me some wonderful gifts - kitchen fun for all! I wonder if he bought the creme brulee~ set because I told him about the book I just bought with a bunch of fabulous recipes I'd love to try. He's a good man.
I love going out with him - there's flirting and fun and evilness and seriousness and miscellaneous daily grind. We discussed what we'd do with the rest of the evening: movie out, movie in, rented or one in the house already... We both agreed we'd have to have the hot sex tonight. We didn't end up watching a movie at all. Oh well, maybe next time. }:-)
This morning, we cuddled in bed a bit before mobilizing - my schedule was tighter than his, because I had to deal with traffic to get to work, whereas he has to go to his computer upstairs to get to work. A bit later were snuggling on the couch (yeah, I'm distractable even when I have a plan); I still had to get dressed (for work; I wasn't naked). However, his neck was right there, and he was so pettable, so I slowly opened his robe and kissed and carressed... "Weren't you going to get dressed?" I looked back at him briefly and said "I am getting dressed," and continued. }B-)
I still got to work on time.
My contract with him ended May 1st (odd thing for May Day, I'd think, but that was not on either of our minds); I don't recall if there's a clause about how long it needs to be before we sign another one. He wants the next contract to be for a year, but I feel insecure about that. I don't have a good reason, but a year seems like a bigger deal than 9 months. (One might say it is: it's 3 months of a bigger deal. It's not like I'll want to leave him before a year's up. It just seems too permanent. If you don't intend to leave him, what's the deal with a year's worth of permanence? I don't know.)
In the meanwhile, he took me to dinner last night for my birthday, and gave me some wonderful gifts - kitchen fun for all! I wonder if he bought the creme brulee~ set because I told him about the book I just bought with a bunch of fabulous recipes I'd love to try. He's a good man.
I love going out with him - there's flirting and fun and evilness and seriousness and miscellaneous daily grind. We discussed what we'd do with the rest of the evening: movie out, movie in, rented or one in the house already... We both agreed we'd have to have the hot sex tonight. We didn't end up watching a movie at all. Oh well, maybe next time. }:-)
This morning, we cuddled in bed a bit before mobilizing - my schedule was tighter than his, because I had to deal with traffic to get to work, whereas he has to go to his computer upstairs to get to work. A bit later were snuggling on the couch (yeah, I'm distractable even when I have a plan); I still had to get dressed (for work; I wasn't naked). However, his neck was right there, and he was so pettable, so I slowly opened his robe and kissed and carressed... "Weren't you going to get dressed?" I looked back at him briefly and said "I am getting dressed," and continued. }B-)
I still got to work on time.
