I just wrote a whole post about a conversation E.S. and I had yesterday morning but then I read it over and was appalled to see that it contained an episode of cuddling, so I deleted it immediately.
This whole having-a-boyfriend thing is all well and good, but there are some barbarities I simply cannot permit myself to inflict upon you.
Oh, please…DO let us in on the details…after all, you drew the veil over what made you so popular at an orgy
Curmudgeon.
Come on! I love reading your conversations with E.S.
Can’t you edit it and remove the cuddling?
Honey, you told us about orgies and filming pornography. We won’t shy away from a little cuddling, disgusting as it is.
I’m torn. On the one hand, I want to hear about the cuddling so I can be dismissive and bitter. On the other hand, I don’t want to hear about it so I can continue to believe that you are just a dysfunctional couple that mostly bickers and occasionally fucks like animals.
I would have done the exact same thing, Faustus. Of course, I am always very careful not to overheat my eggs, and I always stir them conscientiously, so they never curdle, but if you had a stovetop mishap, it is best to pretend that it never happened.
Well, I think it’s cute. But then I’m notoriously sentimental.
Ah, you’re becoming sappy over ES. I like it.
Paul