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It's been a while since I wrote anything about how I was feeling down in words. Over the last 15 months, I've had so much happen, and had so many thoughts in my head threatening to overwhelm me because there was no escape for them, for so many months...
So, I thought that I'd start my "cognitive scribbling" ball rolling again with something gentle, quite personal and sort-of poetic.
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I'd been travelling all afternoon, about 60 miles point to point, time spent getting home from a good night out with good friends.
I got home & settled in upstairs, as right now in my house, there is nowhere else to sit. As everyone I was with the night before was a smoker, I also had reason to take all my clothes off, everything I was wearing smells of ciggies, the only downside to a rather wonderful evening.
Still, everything washes, and I'm not generally a fan of clothes anyway, and so, as I sat in the bed, musing over IC, twitter and my Gmail in-box, the afternoon sun finally peekedout from behind the clouds, and came streaming through the bedroom window onto my back.
I realised slowly that the serpent of desire was coiling deep in my belly... The warmth of the sun feeling like a lover's caress, one that's been so long absent.
"Hmmm... " I thought, as I as I read e-mails & caught up with the news, "I'll have to deal with that in a bit"
Then, after about 10 minutes of idle clicking around websites, I got a text in a continuing conversation from someone that's been making me smile a great deal recently, and so, as we chattered, he encouraged me to deal with the situation. After all, it was my whim, why should I not act on it?
So, I did. After all, self-love is important.
I'd decided previously that when I did indulge I was going to take my time, it had been a few days, and I like to let things "brew" between times.
My body, on the other hand, was having none of it.
The sun streamed through the window, warming me from above as "Harry Potter" (The Hitachi... well it is a Magic wand!) warmed me from below.
All too soon, I came. Arched back and ecstatic shudders, feeling the Sun smile down on my breast and belly.
30 seconds later, as my breathing slowed again, the sun went behind a cloud. A minute after that, one of my best mates rang (The sort that when they say jump, you just ask how high..) having an emergency that meant I was up, out and moving across London again to go help them out.
So, as I moved I was smiling to myself, I'm very glad that I listened to a good person's advice, and took that moment in the sun.
| 23 May 11, 10:44 PM merrynb99 UK(SL), 6 yrs |
How magic xx
"To Rample: the ability to reduce a man to helplessness through a chilly sensuality" (Barry Norman, about Charlotte Rampling) |
