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Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Sleeping alone

I try to make it a point to leave a guy's place soon after we have sex, especially with someone I don't know too well; or, if we're at my place, I make up lots of excuses to try to get him to go home.

Not because I'm afraid he'll run off with my credit cards, or massacre me in my sleep, or cooks streaky bacon for breakfast (yuck). But just because I don't want to know what he's like when he's sleeping. I've been with enough men who snore (snort?) in my ear, dribble out the side of his mouth, or scratch his balls in his sleep to find it tiresome and offputting. It mars somewhat with the fact that he'd just been all desirable and desiring and teased me to electrifying orgasms. And that's only with guys who are actually good in bed. Experience has taught me the scale of a guy's horrid sleeping habits fares proportionately to how good or bad the sex was.

It's shallow I know. But I'd rather not spoil things, you know. Keep him beautiful and horny in my mind so the next time he calls me a dirty girl, I won't liken it to him drooling all over my pillows.

PS Happy Merdeka! *whistles*


  • hahahhahhaaaaaa.........u do hv yr fair share of strage men eh, droll, snore and

    By Blogger chef4u2play, at 4:32 PM  

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