I sometimes miss those first time feelings. The first time I fell asleep on the couch and woke up to see my pantyhosed legs it was the most amazing feeling. Tonight I did and when I woke up I barely took in consideration that I was dressed. Just like the first time I woke up from bed wearing a silk nighty, I had the most amazing feeling and had the most amazing day. Now it still feels great but not the same.
I guess I drove to my dead end and just thought about it tonight when I didn't feel that same excitement when I woke up on the couch. It's amazing how it just becomes normal after a while and now I'm wondering when my next first of something else will be. Anyone else get that what was so amazing is now normal feeling.
