He said "We had fabulous monkey sex last night" and laughed--and I shut down.
It's true, we did have fabulous monkey sex, the two of us soaked in sweak and stinking and slimy with lube and come, but I was trying to have a tantric spritual connected experience--and we were both just too eager and greedy to pull that off.
Nevertheless, when he implied our coming together was just so much casual fun (which maybe it is), I flinched. And got off the phone. And sulked.
And then, when I called him back to explain how I felt and that his comment had put me off, he seemed unreceptive. I felt awkward, not reassured.
And now I am about to go to bed and make love with my hand and think about whether I should try to meet someone else and forget this.
Monday, March 12, 2007
Fabulous Monkey Sex
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i too have had this marvelous connecting experience worked out for myself..and how much it sucks when the one who should be getting that connection just does not get it.
Agreed. You send out this energy and it just kinda withers and drivels away with one unthoughtout comment.
Is that a word?
--[milla]
What's funny in one brain can be thoughtless in another. And it's most unfortunate when that point isn't accepted. I hope he figures that out, and soon.
Hmmm. i'd probably think the same thing you did if i wasn't completely Owned and aware of it every second of every day.
i do wonder what you have decided to do. Andre?
I know the feeling, I get the same thing from my Mistress sometimes. I usually just keep my feelings to myself when it happens though.
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