jennCD
03-19-2008, 12:52 AM
...so after we discussed certain personally uncomfortable aspects of our physical appearances,...
She: You're the only person I can talk about this with, y'know...
Me: Well, that's only fair since you're the only person I talk about certain things with.
She: Yeah,... like buying makeup...
Me: Exactly...
(pause)
She: ... and don't wear my things....
Me: Um, I don't have to anymore, thanx.
She: ...cos I picked up one of my bras and I smelled you all over it.
Me: Smelled me all over it?
She: Yeah,...
Me: You sure it wasn't the 'sex smell' wafting through the bedroom? LOL
She: No, it was you, your cologne and all...
Me: Well sure, that makes sense, I throw my clothes on top of the same pile as you do, silly
She: Oh.
And then I start realizing, now that I've told her about the whole me, I guess there will always be these certain yet-to-be-asked questions hanging there in front of us, waiting quietly for answers, ...
... but at least she didn't throw a shoe at me before she found the opportunity to ask for the answer!
:)
Postscript: As we're just watching some TV on the couch, she takes off her bra from under her shirt and throws it over me to the other side of the couch. "Ahhhhh,.. now this feels good.", she says.
"Oh really?", I reply, smiling.
"Yeah", she says, "If you wore a bra for hours, you'd....oh, forget that..."
...so I just continued to smile.
She: You're the only person I can talk about this with, y'know...
Me: Well, that's only fair since you're the only person I talk about certain things with.
She: Yeah,... like buying makeup...
Me: Exactly...
(pause)
She: ... and don't wear my things....
Me: Um, I don't have to anymore, thanx.
She: ...cos I picked up one of my bras and I smelled you all over it.
Me: Smelled me all over it?
She: Yeah,...
Me: You sure it wasn't the 'sex smell' wafting through the bedroom? LOL
She: No, it was you, your cologne and all...
Me: Well sure, that makes sense, I throw my clothes on top of the same pile as you do, silly
She: Oh.
And then I start realizing, now that I've told her about the whole me, I guess there will always be these certain yet-to-be-asked questions hanging there in front of us, waiting quietly for answers, ...
... but at least she didn't throw a shoe at me before she found the opportunity to ask for the answer!
:)
Postscript: As we're just watching some TV on the couch, she takes off her bra from under her shirt and throws it over me to the other side of the couch. "Ahhhhh,.. now this feels good.", she says.
"Oh really?", I reply, smiling.
"Yeah", she says, "If you wore a bra for hours, you'd....oh, forget that..."
...so I just continued to smile.