I just like Winnie the Pooh. I didn't know about the acronym mania on these forums until I'd registered, but the SOB thing really doesn't bother me. I know what people mean when they shorten it, no big deal.
I don't want her to dance my way--no one should dance my way except trained bears--but I wish I were better at it. I wish she could teach me to dance as easily as she does it, but she can't really teach what she does. I think she's past the point where she thinks about it at all; she's just doing it.
That's a minor thing. She took ballroom lessons with me, and those made slightly more sense to me because there was some sort of ordered plan to it. I'm normally the one who wants to improvise and she's the meticulous planner, but not when it comes to dancing.
I don't really feel like I need an excuse to turn down sex. I'm the one who wants to have it, and for all the progress we've made, I don't think she often really wants to do anything sexual for her own pleasure until after foreplay starts. I do think it comes easier to her than it used to, but I also think she more often thinks of it as something she will do for me. Honestly, it would have felt nice this morning to hear that she felt some disappointment that we didn't make love last night, but I believe her when she says she didn't. On the other hand, I feel good about making the right decision and not letting myself feel or act desperate.
