Posts Tagged ‘Flirting’

Aw hell, why not?

Thursday, August 12th, 2010

How it is that the one person who can make me feel so comforted and protected just by putting his arms around me, is also the one we all know isn’t good for me.  I am still amazed at how I feel in his arms, and how turned on I am by his kisses.  Shit, we were together for a year and he still makes my knees weak and my heart pound.  There is this level of comfort between us… and I can read him so well.  It helps that the sex is amazing, but some of that is how I feel about him.

Before everyone freaks out… I am not getting back together with my ex.  He is just kinda, uh… coming around every once in a while.  For fun.  For comfort. For company.  He did sleep in my bed, and I did have to change the sheets so I couldn’t smell him because that would make me miss him.  I don’t want to miss him.  I was to dismiss the fun once I have had it.  If it happens again, it happens… if not so be it.  I know there is just as much of a chance that I will see him again next week as there is of not hearing from him for 3 months.  *shrug*  And life goes on.

In other news: The more good, fun sex I have the more good, fun sex I want.  I may be going crazy.

I got called a MILF Muahahahahaaa!  That is hot (and he is STILL so freaking young)

I also got called beautiful by a guy who makes me melt a little.  He is gorgeous and fun and sexy.  All around quite yummy.

My life fucking rocks right now… and that makes me want to squash the little voice in the back of my head that is reminding me  that what goes up must come back down.  I tell that voice it can kiss my ass, and if it is very very good, it can also bite me.

Well fuck

Friday, July 30th, 2010

No… seriously!

Is it something in the air?  Did the Dr knock something crooked when she was looking for imperfections (as if I HAVE any)?  All I want is sex sex sex… all the time and a lot of it.  Cause sex works for a great deal longer than masturbating does… though that is fun too.  Tonight didn’t help… I hung out with hot hot hot women and talked about sex, and shaving and relationships (which we all know I stay out of).  Could it be just that Rashell is gone and I can have all the loud sex I want…

All I can think lately is that I should write another sex rite… like a group one… for the Collective Us.  But I am not sure that even saying that out loud to everyone is a good Idea.  And do I really want to go back to the once Upon a Time when I hardly knew anyone I hadn’t had sex with at one point or another?

A friend told me the other day that if I was a man, I wouldn’t be worrying about these kinds of things.  As long as things are safe and open and honest everyone wins!  But I am not a man… and I am not so sure I would want to be.  I really like the emotional attachment I have to the people I allow in to my bed.  Though I DO wish I could remove the emotions from the sex when it comes to Jeremy, that way I could call him in to my bed with I want him and be fine with him leaving it.

Oddly enough I was asked yesterday if it was he who initiated the whole sex having… I had to answer with an honest I don’t know.  Was asking him to come over and help me out where it started?  Him not wanting to let me go when we hugged?  Me showing him my new scars (don’t ask)?  I am sure that when he pulled he in to his lap and told me he missed me was the point that I knew where it was going to end up… But really, who cares!  Would it matter one way or another?  Does it matter to me?  Bleh… I will just buy more toys, watch more star wars and have more sex and forget about it.  It isn’t like he is allowed to come back.

And on a side note, not only have I had a sex filled week but it was GREAT sex… like all of it.  Even teaching the little fan boy to use his tongue was amazing.  I got him a collar *grin*  He kinda makes me want to abuse him in a very very fun way.

I even went out on a date… like a real first date, dinner and everything with no sex.  Weird I KNOW, but fun too!

Bring on the FUN!

Outlook Good

Monday, July 19th, 2010

On a happier note – My week plans are looking to be rather awesome and amusing.

Today was a run around and get shit done day that went like this: MOM magickally arrives and is willing to hang out with Rashell so I can run around town.  I get to the SCC Bookstore only to find out that I can’t even FIND what BOOKS I NEED until Aug 30th let alone buy them early – then I find out that I can’t get the Training Bene’s from UI because the Pre Reqes for nursing take too long… NEW PAPERWORK and I go back on Thursday morning.  Go to get car registered in WA… get sent to emissions testing, back to licensing – GOT THE PLATES.  I can now go downtown without getting a ticket.

Tomorrow I will Cut and Color my mom’s and Rashell’s hair.  Then we get to pack Rashell for her vacation (think she will fit in the backpack).  This does mean that I have to get the laundry done.

Wed – I take mom and Rashell to the airport, then I have a date to teach the little boy (he is 21) that graveyards are not scary and that this one really doesn’t have Zombies… ah the life lessons some people need.  Nick is coming over at so yet undetermined time to make sure that I sleep at least a little bit.  *kiss* you rock!

Thurs – I have a morning appointment to see the UI dude at the school again to fill out my new paperwork packet so I can get Unemployment while going to school.  I have the Cervical Biopsy thingy at 230… then I am free.

Friday – I may very well end up watching another Star Wars movie since David has made it his sworn duty to make sure that I see all of them before he flies back to CA for Fall Quarter.  Then sometime after 7 Jeremy is coming over for dinner, talking and a possible walk.

Saturday – I am going to spend time at Pete and Andrea’s house (if this is OK with them) making sure the yard and deck are all ready.  I may even go out dancing at Irv’s at night… I may or may not be bringing Cellar Girl with me.

I guess I also need to add that I will be finishing the Wedding gift somewhere in the middle of all that… I will also eat and water the lawn.  I may even mow the grass that I am trying to kill.

Well I am off to have the recommended Candyland Dreams.

sleep sweet when you get there…

My Weekend

Monday, May 31st, 2010

Weekend at the lake:: In Quote and Monologue

All by myself:

I read a line in a book today… “It was as satisfying as the sex.”   This sums up what my ideal partner will make me feel outside of the “bedroom”.

Is it even possible (or fair) to seek that from one person?  I have never had a hard time finding satisfying sex, but I have never found sex from the same people who can satisfy me outside the bedroom.

But then again that is why relationships are open right?  So everyone is settled all around.

Then the fun begins: Quotes from the group…

“That’s IT!  I am going to pull the duplex kidney card”

“I want mood rings, especially if I marry a woman… Then I will know when she is going to be a bitch”

“Wait… Do you even have the right equipment for me to get on me knees?” ~ a Blank Stare followed this comment.

“I could charge you… but I don’t have to.”

“This is totally hot… You, in the sauna, NAKED, knitting.”

“I appreciate that the walls are not sound proof”

“We were just watching the show, not judging.”

“Do you need me to pretend I have a dick?”

“I like the sound of rope”

“I’m the compact version”

“Do that with a CAT-5 networking cable!”

“It occurred to me that it felt a little small”

“It’s like orange things combined to create orange super power”

“This morning for breakfast we will have Michelle, sunny side up and over easy.”

“After breakfast Bondage… I like it!”

“I don’t think I have had enough champagne or caffeine to deal with this!”

“He is hot, but I am just more interested in myself.”

“I covet her skirt, her camera and her!”

“I love when other people reproduce and it comes out good.”

“If you think you have key lime custard on your shirt you should take it off and check.”

“Pete, we need to build a robot!”

“I can’t think of tractors without iced tea.”

“Sockdreams… that website makes me wet like porn makes other people wet.”

“Shannon, do you want to feel my socks?”

“I just figured out you can masturbate as a chick too.”

“I didn’t realize it would be that big when I pulled it out.”

“It only looked guilty because I had 2 at once.”

“I am not slutty… I am slutacious.”

“Slutacious sounds yummy.”

“There’s a dirty road from Scrabble to rice?”

“If you can’t find it, it’s ok.”

“Whoralicious”

“My engagement ring is trying to lick me.”

“It also helps me fall asleep to touch foreign objects in my arm.”

“I don’t like getting uterus under my nails!”

Thank you ALL so much for making this a wonderful weekend.  As I sit here typing this up I am looking out at the rain over the lake wishing I didn’t have to leave here today.  Who is joining in the FUN next weekend?  I have one more weekend at the Blue House then I may be out at the Red house for the last couple of weeks in June.  I don’t really have anything holding me in town once Rashell is out of school… well until I start school anyway.   LOVE ME SOME LAKE TIME!!

Here it is in fast forward:  Arrive, Read, arrivals, wine, food, wine, flirting, ditch the kid, pick up hotness and more food, return, flirting, more arrivals, food, wine, naked time, breasts, room sharing, sleep, food, kid in the lake, departure number one, kid gets returned, wine, kid sleeps at neighbors, more sexual innuendos, mass amounts of frivolity, knitting, wine, all on one couch, wine, food, naked time… or not, I got carried to bed, awaken, coffee, leaving, cleaning, final inspection and now I am home!

Who wants to do it all again next weekend??

Laugh or Cry?

Sunday, May 23rd, 2010

That is the usual state of things around here… Only I chose to laugh!  Laughter is healing, happy and FUN.  Now I do know that crying can be cleansing, but most often if given a choice I would rather be happy than clean.  Though now that i think about it that may only hold true for so long…

I went out dancing this weekend… I put my “armor” on and went to Irvs.  I love when I put on Boots and a Bodice because then people don’t try and dance with me as much.  Though i now know that if I even wanted to go to the club to dance with other people or to hook up I would have to wear my sarong… Holy shit did I get hit on a lot the time I wore that.  Too bad that isn’t what I go dancing for.  Anyway, back to my armor.  I go out dancing to feel my body move, to release all the frustration that I ball up inside.  Once upon a time I used sex to battle frustration, but since that involves another human being it tends to come with it’s own set of frustrations.  Dancing I can do by myself, and for myself.  I do not have to worry about what anyone else thinks or if anyone else is having fun.  I don’t have to worry if it is good for them as well… it is just me.  I try not to think of it as me and the music, since the music really is shit.  The DJ at Irvs this weekend played 2 songs that didn’t even HAVE a danceable beat, and I dance to ANYTHING!  UH!

Oh well my night of dancing was wonderful and well worth the missed sleep.

I got to HUG Brandon, have french fries and kiss someone.  Ya, all in all I say that it was a pretty good night.

Sleepless in Spokane

Monday, May 17th, 2010

I don’t sleep anymore.  Not like I should …

HOLD please it is dark and raining … and warm.  I am going to go be naked for a bit in my yard …

ok,  I am back.  It is a little chilly outside once you get all wet.  Why don’t I ever have the right partner at the right time to go have sex with me outside on the rain?  Anyway… where was I … Oh ya, sleep.  Well I have not been sleeping well.  There is so much change that happened in a short time.  I mean my entire definition of my life has been altered.  And in all honesty, I MISS Jeremy!  I miss the night we laid in bed and watched the lightening of a storm from my window, I miss running over to see him (see?) on my lunch breaks, I miss his arms around me and how safe and comforted and protected I felt in them… I could go on, but there isn’t any point.  I am sure I could come up with the things that I do not miss, but I do not see the point in that.

Hold please… must watch storm!

Oh and the sex… I really miss the sex.  OY!  I was done with that part wasn’t I?

I know… I need a personal ad.  Send it to all your friends:

Single White Female seeks Single Male or Female as a life companion and lover.  I am looking for someone to laugh with me and who is unafraid to dance in the rain… or who is at least willing to stand by and laugh while I dance in the rain.  Must live a healthy lifestyle, love cats and kids.  Be ready for grand adventures that include pulling weeds, dancing till 4am, frantically searching the yard for the lost tortoise again, reading on the front steps with your morning coffee and gathering in groups full of laughter and love.  I love to read books that I have read before because it feels like I am visiting an old friend I have not seen in a while, and I read new books to meet new friends.  Must be full of acceptance and posses the ability not to let me make all the rules in the lightest way possible.  I am looking for someone to walk with me on the path of life as my equal.  Are you out there?

Social Butterfly

Sunday, May 2nd, 2010

Did you know that I get really REALLY nervous when I go out?  If I drive myself I get all quakey  and shivery inside.  I worry that the night is not going to go well or that I am going to make myself look stupid and be ashamed in the morning.  Once I get to a place I am able to step in to character and go with the flow.  I am able to leave my worry at the door, or at least bury it under the persona I put on.  I did one hell of an amazing job of putting on the Shannon when I went out the other night!  I had a blast, got to kiss a beautiful girl, got to flirt with the help and actually push the straight men who tried to touch me.

I am so nervous when it comes to flirting with women.  It matters to me if they say yes or no.  That is why men are so easy.  I find one that looks like fun and think “Hrm, that would be fun and easy” and go hit on them.  And right now I am so nervous about this school thing that I am looking for a … distraction.

I carry around a lot of self doubt and question myself at every turn.  I am never sure that I can actually DO anything until it is done.  I am also never sure I am worth it to the people I am dating.  I am sure that has lead to a lot of selling myself short in the past, but now I have seen what life and relationships can feel like if I DON’T sell myself short.  From here on out I act as if I AM worth it! (OK OK OK, so I have always been good at ACTING like I am worth it, I will start feeling like I am worth it!)