I'm bi. But you wouldn't know it, to look at my sex life.
Well, except last week, I seduced (was seduced by?) a young woman barely adult -- and that's still on hold (not the adult thing, the seduction thing ;), pending whether her mother will accept any kind of relationship here. She still lives at home, I'm friends with her mom, and I'm just not thinking I can handle being part of a coming of age rebellion, you know? That sounds all callous and unfeeling, but I really want Hippychicx, it's just I'm trying not to let myself hurt, if it can't be...
And then there was today. Starmaiden and I went to a presentation together tonight. Yes, Wolf, I'm off to email next, to report on the evening. I rarely get out and socialize with the local BDSM community. When I'm in Lexington, I'm not with Master. When I'm with Master, it feels like taking away from other kinds of time, to ask about going to kinky events with him. And I'm not much for going places by myself. I may go to more Lexington events with Starmaiden. I liked being around kinky people every once in a while.
So that was cool and neat, and hey, I emailed Starmaiden to suggest we attend together, so it was me, reaching out to a woman. Go sheep me.
Today I also may have started something really cool. But at least I was brave enough to ask, and I didn't get turned away as a perv or anything. So, there's this really cute woman. I met her through Live Journal, and we seem to really like each other. On paper. Looks like we can become good friends. But, there's also this attraction thing. And I decided dammit, I wanted her to know, to find out if we wanted to find out together.
I am so not aggressive usually. It takes huge "I want you" signals for me to signal back in anyway. So this was a huge gulping leap for me.
And, hey, she likes me, and might wanna find out about liking me, and that would be cool... Or, we may just end up closer friends who were brave together.
And I'm just high on it all, and wanna run around in circles sharing the happy.
8am-ish Woke up, then heard my phone beep. Text message. Flar and I were still in bed -- sleepy enough to turn back over and sleep, but I'm a curious cat. Not sure if I would have dragged out of bed to call without disturbing Flar is I'd know it was a chitchat call, but didn't wanna hang up when I knew.
Sleepy me didn't drag her phone back to bedside table when she went back to bed. Don't know if it was intentional, but I ended up missing a 10am-ish call, and I regret that, as there was no message. *pout*
Slept in very late. Tigger made cheese-eggs-in-bed for Flar and for me.
I had every intention of getting up and cleaning the other bathroom.
Sat down to skim email. Read an old set of comics while booting up, read daily comics online, read some list mail, ate some sweet cereal. Exchanged mail with Curls, and when I figured out she was online at the same time as me, and that I really wasn't feeling like working, I got on AIM. Ro was online, too, so we started a game of Scrabble.
For a woman who was too busy to play Scrabble, Curls sure had enough spare cycles to distract me during the game. She apparently *did* the housework which was why she declined the game. Me, I indulged in online socializing, which I miss, now that I'm working night.
Now to dress and go see The Italian Job, to which Knight is being nice enough to treat me and the boys. Flar declined.