Saturday, January 08, 2005

Whoa. I know I said I wanted to get into some freaky shit, but ... whoa. There are definitely places I will not go. Whips? Hoods? Uh-uh. So how come when it looked liked I'd lost my opportunity to explore, I was climbing-the-walls-crazy-horny, and now that the opportunity is restored, I'm hesitant? Some of that leather gear looks just ... gross. I guess I'm only into the "BD" part of BDSM.

Sometimes I get so pissed off with myself. When Eduard's not here, I can get all worked up just thinking about him, but when he is here, I can't allow myself to let go for all the distractions and truly enjoy him. I hate that.

He's got so much experience with freaky shit that it kinda intimidates me. Gahhh, I guess I'm still one of those repressed people.

posted by Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive) @ 1:36 AM

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