This post is going to be a bit graphic, so if you think you might be offended please don't read.

Something I found kind of strange about last night was H seemed really focused on my pleasure, which in my head doesn't match up with him not wanting to kiss, or him just trying to get his rocks off. He spent a lot of time focusing on me, IFYKWIM, like to a ridiculous level. I "got my cookies", a LOT...a ridiculous amount, around 30 times.

I am tempted to try and figure out why, but I guess that would be mindreading.


Me 28 / H 28
M 1 / T 2.5
BOMB 12-3-14 "I don't feel like myself any more"
Still living together, separate rooms.