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thepnutgalleryWow....I've been in absolutely AWESOME spirits for about the last 5 days, with things showing no signs of slowing any time soon.
Wednesday, I rather foolishly opted not to attend the True Colors tour, given that Ken had a spare ticket.....there was a class I wanted to take at APA, and more than that, I would have never forgiven myself if I had gone to the concert, and some random person had been willing to buy the ticket outside of the concert. The class I went to was good, though not stellar, but I had a great time, and got in some good time on the computer at home...something I hadn't really done since starting the new job. Ken called me around 9, after Erasure performed, to tell me that he was over being there, and wanted to be with me. He had been drinking cheap wine, which was all they had there (booze-wise, other than beer), and was pretty drunk, and knew better than to drive, but was unfortunately too drunk to tell me where on SDSU's campus he was parked...Anthony, sainted ex that he is, drove me around the campus for just over an hour looking for Ken before we gave up and went home. I had actually offered to get out and look on foot as soon as we got to the campus, but he's a little wiser than all that. Anyway, on returning home, I called both Elizabeth and Justin (the people he had gone to the concert with, but left there), who had already gotten a ride home, but knew where Ken was parked. Justin drove me to Ken's car, where my adorable boyfriend was passed out in his back seat, and I drove him home and put him to bed.
Thursday was a milestone....Ken met up with an old friend of his at lunch, and messed around with him, and while there was penetration, no one's dick went into anyone else.....not that that really would have mattered, except for a couple additional rules that would have compromised. This is significant for many many reasons, but the biggest two reasons are 1) Now that Ken has fooled around, I won't feel guilty about doing it (Just waiting for when I'm "on my own time", which isn't terribly often...), and 2) He told me as soon as he got back to work. This second one is ultra important, as it was was my only rule when we discussed things; everything else is for Ken's comfort, and I just apply them to him as well to keep things fair. Of course, I did feel an initial pang of jealousy, but I was also tremendously turned on, and I know that I'll eventually do my own stepping out, so I have nothing to feel jealous about.
Also on Thursday, we had another 3-way, which went REALLY REALLY well, except that both I and the 3rd drank just a little too much. Still had a blast that night....and again Friday morning before work. :D
On Friday, Ken and I napped after work....I was a little sad, as I had been hoping for sex, but he did surprise me by showing up at Rocky, which I LOVE, and brought Dallas, who had never been to our show. He'd only been to one other cast, and said we were much better. Also, they're both coming back on Lingerie Night with a friend of Dallas's. We win!
Woke up very early on Saturday, and Ken and I made with our usual Saturday morning laying together/rockin' sex before I headed off to Miriam's FANTASTIC jazz class. The class started to Paul Oakenfold's "Faster Kill Pussycat", which is a brilliant song to warm up to, and the combination was to a song by Joe Purdy, called "I Love the Rain the Most". It was fabulous. When I got done with class, Ken, Justin and I went up to Crosby's for a delightful little BBQ. We didn't stay terribly long, just 'cause none of us are used to that much sun, but we had a great time while we were there, had a few drinks, and met some fabulous people.
After the BBQ, we took a brief nap at home, and then went down to Mo's, and who should we run into but Miriam, with Jackie and Ashley. All 3 looked fierce, and ended up getting invited to a party because of it. Ken got up and thanked Miriam for how fabulous her class is, and how happy it makes me. :) Ken and Justin had a few more drinks, and then we went back to Ken's to regroup before going out to Rich's. Brandon, Chris and Dallas met up with us, and we all had a drink or several while Ken mixed some fabulous music in his room. Most of us chose to walk to Rich's since it was so close. On the way, drunken Brandon and I got into a discussion about pet ownership, because I want a pet skunk, when drunken Ken began lecturing Brandon on his arrogance on the issue. Not a huge problem, except that long after Brandon had stopped talking, Ken still lectured...like, for the last 3/4 of the walk to Rich's, and even inside, at the bar. He ordered another drink, which I would normally have helped him drink, on account of how much he'd had, and how sober I was by that time (completely), but his drink wasn't vegan. We actually left after he'd only had a little over half of his drink, and on the way back, very very drunk Ken lectured me and lectured me and lectured me on how free I should be with our conversations and his friends...he's a fairly private person, and anyone reading this knows I'm definitely NOT. He had already spoken to the friend that I talked to, so I wasn't really sure where he was coming from.....Thankfully, I was sober, so I just kind of humored him.
He also mentioned that he kissed someone while he was on his Europe trip.....I'm fairly certain that he hadn't told me that before, but he insists that he both told me and sent it in an e-mail, but I save all of his e-mails, and I see no record of this...also, for those that remember, I went through some serious issues staying faithful while he was away, and cannot imagine myself NOT blowing the fuck up on hearing that....whatever, I'm sure I'll bring it up the next time I'M the drunk one. :)
Sunday was also fairly chill. Ken and I had sex on waking, and started to go again, but were interrupted by the doorbell. We spent waaaay too long waiting at Mo's for a table, and then waaaay too long waiting for the food, the order of which was wrong, and then went to #1 on Fifth for a couple drinks. I had a lovely chat at Mo's with a gent named Jeff, who seems a likely candidate for a 3-way, except that he's monogamous with his boyfriend when he's in San Diego. Normally, I'd be down for a 4-way, but his boyfriend is the guy I gave head to at Montage a few months back, and I have no desire to have ANY further sexual contact with him.
Rehearsal went really well, and Ken and I fooled around again on my return....we had sex for a little while, but stopped when we realized that neither of us was going to cum. We almost didn't take things back up again later, just before bed, but we did, and it was very much the right decision...best we'd had all weekend long. Really fantastic. But that was later in the evening. Right after we took the rain check, we picked up some Thai food for him and Justin (I opted against a full serving, but convinced him to get the food vegan so I could have a few bites), which was over-cooked and partially the wrong order, and then went over to Justin's to watch "Stranger Than Fiction"....a fantastic movie, btw. I've been tremendously proud of my nutritional decisions the past few days, but tend to err on the side of too few, and ended up with a headache on Sunday. I really wanted to leave enough Thai food for Ken's leftovers, so I left after about an hour of the movie, when I was getting bored anyway, made some food of my own, drank some water, etc., and went back over.
I felt much better when I got back, and had a moment while I was laying there with Ken. For a moment, I totally understood what a cat feels like when they lay in the sun...I was so completely content, it tugged at my cold lump of a heart. This actually brings me to another significant point of the weekend - Ken asked me to move in with him in August. We'd talked around the subject before, but he's actually going to talk to his roommate about it sometime in the next couple weeks. I don't know how I feel about this. For one thing, I don't even have confirmation that I NEED to move out in August......on the other hand, I spend so much time at Ken's, and so little at home, that I might as well live there anyway...I don't know...except that I sort of do....
Wednesday, I rather foolishly opted not to attend the True Colors tour, given that Ken had a spare ticket.....there was a class I wanted to take at APA, and more than that, I would have never forgiven myself if I had gone to the concert, and some random person had been willing to buy the ticket outside of the concert. The class I went to was good, though not stellar, but I had a great time, and got in some good time on the computer at home...something I hadn't really done since starting the new job. Ken called me around 9, after Erasure performed, to tell me that he was over being there, and wanted to be with me. He had been drinking cheap wine, which was all they had there (booze-wise, other than beer), and was pretty drunk, and knew better than to drive, but was unfortunately too drunk to tell me where on SDSU's campus he was parked...Anthony, sainted ex that he is, drove me around the campus for just over an hour looking for Ken before we gave up and went home. I had actually offered to get out and look on foot as soon as we got to the campus, but he's a little wiser than all that. Anyway, on returning home, I called both Elizabeth and Justin (the people he had gone to the concert with, but left there), who had already gotten a ride home, but knew where Ken was parked. Justin drove me to Ken's car, where my adorable boyfriend was passed out in his back seat, and I drove him home and put him to bed.
Thursday was a milestone....Ken met up with an old friend of his at lunch, and messed around with him, and while there was penetration, no one's dick went into anyone else.....not that that really would have mattered, except for a couple additional rules that would have compromised. This is significant for many many reasons, but the biggest two reasons are 1) Now that Ken has fooled around, I won't feel guilty about doing it (Just waiting for when I'm "on my own time", which isn't terribly often...), and 2) He told me as soon as he got back to work. This second one is ultra important, as it was was my only rule when we discussed things; everything else is for Ken's comfort, and I just apply them to him as well to keep things fair. Of course, I did feel an initial pang of jealousy, but I was also tremendously turned on, and I know that I'll eventually do my own stepping out, so I have nothing to feel jealous about.
Also on Thursday, we had another 3-way, which went REALLY REALLY well, except that both I and the 3rd drank just a little too much. Still had a blast that night....and again Friday morning before work. :D
On Friday, Ken and I napped after work....I was a little sad, as I had been hoping for sex, but he did surprise me by showing up at Rocky, which I LOVE, and brought Dallas, who had never been to our show. He'd only been to one other cast, and said we were much better. Also, they're both coming back on Lingerie Night with a friend of Dallas's. We win!
Woke up very early on Saturday, and Ken and I made with our usual Saturday morning laying together/rockin' sex before I headed off to Miriam's FANTASTIC jazz class. The class started to Paul Oakenfold's "Faster Kill Pussycat", which is a brilliant song to warm up to, and the combination was to a song by Joe Purdy, called "I Love the Rain the Most". It was fabulous. When I got done with class, Ken, Justin and I went up to Crosby's for a delightful little BBQ. We didn't stay terribly long, just 'cause none of us are used to that much sun, but we had a great time while we were there, had a few drinks, and met some fabulous people.
After the BBQ, we took a brief nap at home, and then went down to Mo's, and who should we run into but Miriam, with Jackie and Ashley. All 3 looked fierce, and ended up getting invited to a party because of it. Ken got up and thanked Miriam for how fabulous her class is, and how happy it makes me. :) Ken and Justin had a few more drinks, and then we went back to Ken's to regroup before going out to Rich's. Brandon, Chris and Dallas met up with us, and we all had a drink or several while Ken mixed some fabulous music in his room. Most of us chose to walk to Rich's since it was so close. On the way, drunken Brandon and I got into a discussion about pet ownership, because I want a pet skunk, when drunken Ken began lecturing Brandon on his arrogance on the issue. Not a huge problem, except that long after Brandon had stopped talking, Ken still lectured...like, for the last 3/4 of the walk to Rich's, and even inside, at the bar. He ordered another drink, which I would normally have helped him drink, on account of how much he'd had, and how sober I was by that time (completely), but his drink wasn't vegan. We actually left after he'd only had a little over half of his drink, and on the way back, very very drunk Ken lectured me and lectured me and lectured me on how free I should be with our conversations and his friends...he's a fairly private person, and anyone reading this knows I'm definitely NOT. He had already spoken to the friend that I talked to, so I wasn't really sure where he was coming from.....Thankfully, I was sober, so I just kind of humored him.
He also mentioned that he kissed someone while he was on his Europe trip.....I'm fairly certain that he hadn't told me that before, but he insists that he both told me and sent it in an e-mail, but I save all of his e-mails, and I see no record of this...also, for those that remember, I went through some serious issues staying faithful while he was away, and cannot imagine myself NOT blowing the fuck up on hearing that....whatever, I'm sure I'll bring it up the next time I'M the drunk one. :)
Sunday was also fairly chill. Ken and I had sex on waking, and started to go again, but were interrupted by the doorbell. We spent waaaay too long waiting at Mo's for a table, and then waaaay too long waiting for the food, the order of which was wrong, and then went to #1 on Fifth for a couple drinks. I had a lovely chat at Mo's with a gent named Jeff, who seems a likely candidate for a 3-way, except that he's monogamous with his boyfriend when he's in San Diego. Normally, I'd be down for a 4-way, but his boyfriend is the guy I gave head to at Montage a few months back, and I have no desire to have ANY further sexual contact with him.
Rehearsal went really well, and Ken and I fooled around again on my return....we had sex for a little while, but stopped when we realized that neither of us was going to cum. We almost didn't take things back up again later, just before bed, but we did, and it was very much the right decision...best we'd had all weekend long. Really fantastic. But that was later in the evening. Right after we took the rain check, we picked up some Thai food for him and Justin (I opted against a full serving, but convinced him to get the food vegan so I could have a few bites), which was over-cooked and partially the wrong order, and then went over to Justin's to watch "Stranger Than Fiction"....a fantastic movie, btw. I've been tremendously proud of my nutritional decisions the past few days, but tend to err on the side of too few, and ended up with a headache on Sunday. I really wanted to leave enough Thai food for Ken's leftovers, so I left after about an hour of the movie, when I was getting bored anyway, made some food of my own, drank some water, etc., and went back over.
I felt much better when I got back, and had a moment while I was laying there with Ken. For a moment, I totally understood what a cat feels like when they lay in the sun...I was so completely content, it tugged at my cold lump of a heart. This actually brings me to another significant point of the weekend - Ken asked me to move in with him in August. We'd talked around the subject before, but he's actually going to talk to his roommate about it sometime in the next couple weeks. I don't know how I feel about this. For one thing, I don't even have confirmation that I NEED to move out in August......on the other hand, I spend so much time at Ken's, and so little at home, that I might as well live there anyway...I don't know...except that I sort of do....
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