How to have sex on an airplane, hmm, maybe later
I have little desire to write right now. I wanted to tell you about the flight back to Europe, and how we couldn’t keep our hands off each other, I wanted to tell you about the double penetration and the multiple squirting orgasms, the bruises on my breasts and early morning fingering, but I can’t. Because all of those things I just mentioned, plus the jetlag thats been dragging out for the past week, and general fatigue and frigid temperatures have brought on one hell of a bladder infection and I am just exhausted. Nauseated and anxious and exhausted.
In the mean time, I give you this, from him, kitty, grandma:
Does not fucking you last night qualify for “behaving myself”? Does fucking you in the ass a few nights ago _not_ qualify? How about evoking the Amrita and a vaginal orgasm? A good grandma would praise the boyfriend for that at least. And I think if your grandma knew about the phenomenon and how it feels, deep down she would approve, although she might never admit it.
I think she is a wonderful grandma. You always have to see the cultural and moral context someone is operating in.
If you have the chance, send my love.
Love,
*
On 1/21/06 2:02 PM, kitty wrote:
greetings, sort of
From: grandma
To: kitty
Date: Fri, 20 Jan 2006 21:52:10 EST
Hi,
I sent your books off last Tuesday. Hope you’re not freezing to death. It has been pretty cold here, but no snow to speak of. Tell *, Hello, and to behave himself. I go for my preop exam Monday. My mammogram came back negative for which I am thankful.Love,
Grandma
i love your fucking story
I want to make love to you ,darling