Things I don’t understand

Foreword: Mom if you read this, it was Loulou who suggested it, blame her. I am still virginly innocent in my naivety, ok. Keep telling yourself that.

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Yesterday on the way home I was driving along, quite merrily when I came to stop at the red robot. In my idling car, I happily sang along to Michael Buble’s ‘You’re Everything’ when I noticed him.

Smoking away in his car, bobbing his head to his unce, unce, unce “music” and looking ultra cool even tho the boot of his GTI was half open with what appeared to be half a fridge sticking out. I watched him in my mirror, thinking of all sorts of lovely names to call him. I’d seen him around over the last couple of years, so he was local, and right in between calling him a dork and wanker, it dawned on me. I knew this man a little more than I would care to remind myself. I mean, not too long ago, he had put his …. near my … and I had completely forgotten about it!

Which brings me to todays topic:

How is it that sometimes, some of us can do things which seem so right at that moment, and the next day not even think of it in the same light? Take GTI for example; we had been flirting up in the hills on a weekend away where he happened to be at the same place I was. He was keen, I knew that, but I was bored and decided to amuse myself with him. A few tequila’s later and we found ourselves to be in a place with not many other people around and we … became personal.

Skip to one year later and here I am at the robots and thats the last thing I remember about him. How screwed up is that? Not only did I feel utterly ashamed for not remembering, I felt even worse because I actually shuddered at the thought. What seemed ok back then would be totally off sides now.

Another thing I do not understand is Anal Sex. Leon (my gay bf) loves it. He raves about it. I tried it once, and thought I was literally going to kak in my pants. Up the bum, no babies may be true but I think I would prefer to fall pregnant than have something shoved up there again.

Sies man.