Then the night after that we did it again. We had gone out to dinner–it was really nice, a place nearby that’s a little more sophisticated than most of our suburban options, with great cocktails because if you haven’t noticed that’s a thing and everyone’s making a big deal about cocktails again. Or maybe that never stops, I don’t know. But it was good, and she wore an outfit that makes me horny, and beautiful, hot lingerie from Fleur Du Mal underneath. She doesn’t usually wear the lingerie underneath, but puts it on later, and the idea of it drove me wild.
But the issue as usual is that when we get tipsy beforehand, the cannabis takes longer to sink in and doesn’t work as well. Also given that we had only slept about 2 hours the night before, I did 100% Indica for both of us so that we could fall asleep easier at the end. It ended up being really good anyway, between like 1am and 4am. Then for once we had nothing to do and slept until 10.
The interesting news is, she has now read all these posts, except for this one and maybe the last one. She got a little turned on, which is awesome, and I’m pretty sure she was at work when she did so that turns me on, although I doubt there was anyone else there. It’s just that she always looks SO hot in her work clothes and I don’t know if I’ve already said this but she did blow me there once, as a reward for something nice I had done. So now whenever I go there it’s like I don’t know what’s gonna happen, even though really I do. I realize this paragraph is all over the place but desire works that way, right?
Anyway here’s what she said: I got the events right, but our interpretations of the events differ. Basically she thinks I talk too much, and I guess while I’ve explained she doesn’t always like it, maybe she likes it less than I think. In general when she doesn’t want me talking she shushes me or puts a finger on my lips, so that of course I understand; but there might be other times I’m not cluing into. I will see. I’m not sure how, though.
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