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had butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I was so nervous-maybe
because I don't know how to pronounce half the lines I have to say
today. They're in some made-up language.
Yeah,
I don't regret my first time. I mean, it wasn't fireworks or anything,
but I was glad it was with the guy it was with. I didn't know what the
hell I was doing, but it was all right. With age, it obviously becomes
much better. It hurt. But it was like a good pain. It's a lot easier for
guys. You just stick it in.
I
know quickly whether a guy is boyfriend material. If I can have a good
time doing absolutely nothing with him, then that's boyfriend material
for me. Like if we're able to have fun at a gas station. I've had some
really good times at gas stations.
I'm
not a big partier. I love when my emotions are real; not a pill that I
popped to make me feel something. I can't stand when people use drugs as
an escape. It's like, everybody suffers. Deal with your issues, you'll
feel so much better.
I'm
very open to anything. As long as it's not cheesy. But in the right
mood, it's really not cheesy when it's happening. Just talking about it
now, going, "I like it when he talks dirty to me," it sounds a
lot cheesier than when it's happening. Yeah, it's nice. But the baby
talk in bed would not be so nice. At that point, you'd just have to gag
him. It's like, "Hey look, this is our new game." And stuff a
sock in his mouth. I don't want him to rhyme. Like, cat in the hat's
fine, but not during sex.
In
elementary school, people made fun of me because my skin was so white
and I had black hair and wore black clothes.
There
should be a law that there's a pajama day every few weeks.
You
need to suffer to be interesting.
It's
not the most important thing. But if the guy's not so great, but he's
well-endowed, then you put up with a little more than you would the
normal, regular guy. It's like, "Oh...but...." But the long
haul, no, that's definitely not what matters. To just be completely
bold, it's really not very good for oral sex. Guys with big...it's just
not so good. I mean, yeah. I'm sure prostitutes are fine, because
they've got better neck muscles.
It
was great for a change to share a week's work, rather than being on
different projects. With the hours Alexis and I spend on set, you can
tend to pass like ships in the night. Weekends, however, are great
because we can share precious time together. But when we're at home, I
promise you, we certainly don't talk about vampires or suck each other's
blood for tea.
I
don't get any complaints. Guys don't mind being pushed. I definitely
take control. I know what I like. Not that I'm this dominatrix or
anything. But yeah, I'd say I'm the more...pushy...if you want to use
that terminology.
I
finally get to spend a day with my honey, so that's really nervous
coming in. I had butterflies in my stomach. I don't know why I was so
nervous -- maybe because I don't know how to pronounce half the lines I
have to say today. They're in some made-up language.
Wildest
would be...oh, man...I guess, while driving. That was good. And it was a
stick shift so it was kind of difficult. We had to maneuver. We were
actually driving. We had to figure it out: One steers, one does the
stick shift and the gas pedal. And one ex-boyfriend and I -- you know
those sky buckets at the amusement park? Well, it wasn't hot and heavy
sex, but it was like, OK, well, just so we could say we did it.
It wasn't like real sex, it was more like, "OK, c'mon. Quick."
I've heard that some airlines are going to start putting cabins in some
planes for long flights to London and Australia. I was like, Look at
that, the mile high club is gonna get a lot of new memberships.
It's
like walking around a history book. You have all these beautiful
buildings that were built before 1980.
Giving,
actually. Not that I'm against...you know. I just love...there's nothing
better than seeing my boyfriend at such a nice pleasured moment. Aaaaah.
I'm so bright red right now. I just hope my mom doesn't read this. I
love pleasuring him, I love to make him feel good. And that just turns
me on.
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