This'll be short and sweet because I am trying to physically and mentally prepare for our trip. I am taking a poll. I'm open to trying new things all day long. What's the repercussion's I can't anticipate to live out Jake's fantasy: For me to pick up a single male and unleash my sexual prowess. He's made no stipulations; I can find the willing party at the pool by myself or at a night club with Jake as a voyeur.
Aside from the obvious, physical dangers I could potentially invite (bodily harm, disease -- I'm not talking about H1N1), what's the mental damage we could suffer as a couple? Remember, we are very secure. That being said, what good can come of this? Should I open up to this experiment?
Let me know your opinion!
Showing posts with label Cocktails. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cocktails. Show all posts
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
Blame it on the Alcohol, or Not?
Talking about parties, here's an interesting topic sure to polarize the readers. To drink or not to drink? Let's start with one drink. It's almost mandatory, unless or course you are the designated driver. Anytime I have been out and not in the mood for alcohol, I am used to being bombarded with the "what's wrong" question -- are you sick? pregnant? I've learned to avoid this question by having soda water with a lime.
Personally, I do enjoy a cocktail or two when I go out. I try and stick to the three-drink maximum, spaced one hour apart with a glass of water in between. Is it the edge that I want to take out, or the excuse I want to invite? Maybe a bit of both.
There have been many nights I have been in "training" to come up with the perfect drink equation. Anything more than three drinks on my tiny frame turns me into a lot of fun.....and a sloppy mess. I've had nights drinking shot after shot. My recollection of these evenings are that of a hazy rock video involving cage dancing, girl-on-girl make-out scenes, smeared mascara and smiling men.
Here's the irony. I've had better times drinking only Red Bull. These times have had me in precarious positions as well....imagine outfit changes, outfit swapping, 7-inch platforms, sex toys, porn and multiple players. The bonus for Jake and me is that in the morning we are only tired from lack of sleep, not hung over. And, we get to reminisce on all the intimate details. Reminiscing is so much better than filling in the blanks.
Personally, I do enjoy a cocktail or two when I go out. I try and stick to the three-drink maximum, spaced one hour apart with a glass of water in between. Is it the edge that I want to take out, or the excuse I want to invite? Maybe a bit of both.
There have been many nights I have been in "training" to come up with the perfect drink equation. Anything more than three drinks on my tiny frame turns me into a lot of fun.....and a sloppy mess. I've had nights drinking shot after shot. My recollection of these evenings are that of a hazy rock video involving cage dancing, girl-on-girl make-out scenes, smeared mascara and smiling men.
Here's the irony. I've had better times drinking only Red Bull. These times have had me in precarious positions as well....imagine outfit changes, outfit swapping, 7-inch platforms, sex toys, porn and multiple players. The bonus for Jake and me is that in the morning we are only tired from lack of sleep, not hung over. And, we get to reminisce on all the intimate details. Reminiscing is so much better than filling in the blanks.
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