Odds & Ends
2007-06-13 @ 8:46 p.m.

When Steve came back, he spent the night. As we fucked, he wanted all the details. He became so excited that he had to pull out and give me a gooey facial. It's always very satisfying for me to see him so turned-on and then to see the look of pleasure after his release.

On to other news. On Sunday, Steve and I went for a nice drive, ate lunch at a cozy, little inn and hit some used bookstores and antique shops.

When I arrived home, it was early evening. I slipped into a pair of PJ's, made myself a cup of tea and settled in for a lazy night of reading. It was then that I noticed I had two new messages on the answering machine. The first was from Kit, about a lunch date later in the week. The second was from Chris. Yeah, Chris.

My heart skipped the proverbial beat. He said he wanted to speak with me. He said he would try me again later. I half-heartedly shrugged it off. I had phoned him a few weeks ago to let him know he had left a number of items at my house that I thought he may want to have and that he was free to swing by anytime to get them. I then went back to my book and found that I was reading the same paragraph over and over because my concentration was thrown out of whack by the call. I had a bad case of Phone Call Out of the Blue Cognitive Disruption. Also, despite my head, my heart was waiting for the phone to ring. It didn't. Not that Sunday night.

Then, this past Friday night, Chris did call. When I heard his voice my insides turned to jello (probably the green kind). He wanted to talk and, after some hesitation, I agreed. At first he said that he could come by next week. I suggested meeting in a public place. It would be much safer, from an emotional perspective. Right now, it looks like we'll meet tomorrow, for lunch.

As much as I want to be calm, cool and collected, I'm nervous and jittery. At the very least, there may be some formal closure. Some of you stronger girls would probably have told him to go to hell. I am weak in matters of the heart.

I also got a call from Patrice. She wanted to know if Steve and I wanted to get together with her sometime soon. It was nice of her to call. I thanked her and said I'd get back to her after speaking with Steve (as if he'll say no). That may have to wait a few weeks.

A new blog to check out. Say hello to Pale is the New Tan. And Prospero is back at it again. That's always been a fun place to visit.

Finally, my new crush. Jensen's my new boy crush. I never watched Smallville so my first taste of him has been Supernatural. Got to love the rugged, bad boy thing he has going on. He has to call me. Also, after watching Pirates again, I kind of have a thing for Keira. She's very cute.