Let me tell you about Wednesday and Thursday. I drove to Kenny's house in my red Calvin Klein valentine's day dress. I mean, look at this gorgeous thing: http://cdnd.lystit.com/photos/2013/11/27/calvin-klein-red-vneck-fit-and-flare-dress-product-1-15346426-311171490largeflex.jpeg
I fucked Kenny at his house, which was tricky because we only had an hour and I wanted to cry in his arms for a while. It was the first time I'd seen him since Ian and I broke up, and he's so sweet and supportive. I was able to relax once we got started, and we were almost late because I wanted to keep thrusting and make him come a second time. I, of course, came a million times.
Then we went dancing. He taught the lesson- dips, leans and lunges. It was a really good class, and I took it as a lead. Here is a synopsis, which probably won't make sense: There was a side lean from sweetheart position, and it's really important to get that foot-to-foot connection that goes all the way up the leg. The tricky part about the lunge that he taught is not bending the back leg. If you look at someone doing it, it looks like the lead is bending it, but they aren't. There was a twist on that move, where you don't have them do a full lunge, and instead the follow does a foot flick. I wasn't able to get it, but I'm writing this down here so I won't forget. The dip was the basic twist and bend, putting the follow's arm over the shoulder first.
The whole class I kept staring at him, wanting to fuck him more. I caught him looking at me too.
After the dance, we went to the Mexican place for food. Kenny and I were both starving because we'd opted to fuck instead of eat. We stayed longer than I wanted, really, and I was kind of cold. I said something quietly about either needing a sweater or to head out, but he didn't hear me. Kenny and I agreed that I'll need to be more direct. I told him that we were just calibrating-- my friend Erica you practically have to yell at her that you want to get the hell out, and with Ian I could just raise an eyebrow, and he'd know.
We got back to his house and fucked for a while. We slept, and then fucked some more. Then Kenny made me scrambled eggs, really good bacon, wilted spinach, and bacon-fried bananas. It was amazing. Then we fucked some more, I think, and then I drove him to his car, because it was at the shop.
Then I met up with Zella for coffee. We talked for like, two and half hours, which was fun. She's the girl I dated in high school. She told me I should tell her the next time I'm in town.
Then I went to Macy's and bought some new slacks and a pretty blue shirt. It's a very business-casual outfit, and appropriate for the ridiculously hot area. The shirt is sleeveless, but still looks formal. Again, Calvin Klein. I isn't that I seek him out, he just understands me. He knows what I want when I want to look good. I looked at Forever 21, I looked at all the cheaper brands, but it was all crap. It isn't easy to make a formal tank top, and it turns out that silk helps.
I've spent today applying to jobs online. I may have to move to somewhere closer to here, and then move again in August when that house opens up again. We'll see.
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