Compromising Positions
James and I had to resort back to dealing with roommates again. It really makes me miss an empty house. Now if you had an empty house you can have sex on any available surface. Beds, couches, floors, washing machines... But with roommates you can't have sex on the couch. Or floor. Anyway, back to rant at hand.
We saw Premonition (not bad, not necessarily a 'must see in theatre' movie). Julian McMahon was so hot in Charmed. I love Tinseltown with the whole back row arms go up. We didn't have dinner before the movie because I didn't get off work until 6 and the movie was at 7:30 so we kinda gorged ourselves on popcorn. Which, in retrospect, was kind of a crappy dinner. After that, we went to Boston Pizza to try and get actual food. The waiter guy there kinda scares me. There's something about him that just freaks me out. After dinner we went back to James' place and watched last week's episode of BSG. Now, James is a huge BSG fan. I don't mind it, it's kinda cool. But I seem to have this predeposition to falling asleep on James' bed. After BSG James decided that we were going to 'watch' The Illusionist. With all my previous boyfriends we never really got into the whole watching-a-movie-just-as-an-excuse-to-make-out but it seems to be a common idea of James'. So the movie went on and the making out started. See, last weekend, making out was either really intense because we just bloody wanted sex or really slow and gentle because we'd just had the intense sex session.
But you can't do that with roommates around because they have this habit of walking in or walking by or calling to you from the other side of the house and you have to get up, see what they want and by the time you get back to the sex you've totally lost any motivation or sex drive. That didn't mean we didn't try. We kept hitting out proverbial glass ceiling where I just wanted to pull his shirt off and rip his pants off and just do him right there. That ends up being the problem. You get halfway there and are all horny and ready to have sex and then you get disapointed.
We definitely pushed the boundaries though. I was down to just a tank and James had a t-shirt and we were all over each other. We kept laughing because we'd be in positions that really weren't PG and definitely would result in an interesting conversation the next morning. Eventually we just got tired and fell asleep. That's the thing that mildly annoys me. After all the making out we both get tired and I end up falling asleep in his arms. And then, 3 hours later, I wake up and have to extract myself and drive home. Totally makes me want to move out with him even more. I've been thinking about that a lot lately. I have to figure something out. That will also get us around that whole glass ceiling problem. Ah well, yay for inobtainable solutions.
We saw Premonition (not bad, not necessarily a 'must see in theatre' movie). Julian McMahon was so hot in Charmed. I love Tinseltown with the whole back row arms go up. We didn't have dinner before the movie because I didn't get off work until 6 and the movie was at 7:30 so we kinda gorged ourselves on popcorn. Which, in retrospect, was kind of a crappy dinner. After that, we went to Boston Pizza to try and get actual food. The waiter guy there kinda scares me. There's something about him that just freaks me out. After dinner we went back to James' place and watched last week's episode of BSG. Now, James is a huge BSG fan. I don't mind it, it's kinda cool. But I seem to have this predeposition to falling asleep on James' bed. After BSG James decided that we were going to 'watch' The Illusionist. With all my previous boyfriends we never really got into the whole watching-a-movie-just-as-an-excuse-to-make-out but it seems to be a common idea of James'. So the movie went on and the making out started. See, last weekend, making out was either really intense because we just bloody wanted sex or really slow and gentle because we'd just had the intense sex session.
But you can't do that with roommates around because they have this habit of walking in or walking by or calling to you from the other side of the house and you have to get up, see what they want and by the time you get back to the sex you've totally lost any motivation or sex drive. That didn't mean we didn't try. We kept hitting out proverbial glass ceiling where I just wanted to pull his shirt off and rip his pants off and just do him right there. That ends up being the problem. You get halfway there and are all horny and ready to have sex and then you get disapointed.
We definitely pushed the boundaries though. I was down to just a tank and James had a t-shirt and we were all over each other. We kept laughing because we'd be in positions that really weren't PG and definitely would result in an interesting conversation the next morning. Eventually we just got tired and fell asleep. That's the thing that mildly annoys me. After all the making out we both get tired and I end up falling asleep in his arms. And then, 3 hours later, I wake up and have to extract myself and drive home. Totally makes me want to move out with him even more. I've been thinking about that a lot lately. I have to figure something out. That will also get us around that whole glass ceiling problem. Ah well, yay for inobtainable solutions.
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