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