The past two weekends, Redsox and I have had incredible weekend get-a-ways.
Last weekend we explored Portland, ME. Portland has fantastic restaurants, decent nightlife, nice people. Our inn was super cute. RedSox and I had more sex than we've had in a while.
Naturally, I think, it makes sense that we should have a repeat this weekend. So I looked up B&B's and found a great place in Kennebunkport, ME. We arrived and it was gorgeous. The whole place was beautifully decorated for Chrismas. Our room has a fireplace and waterfall shower. It was more than stunning.
But we didn't have as much sex as last weekend. In fact I felt I begged a bit last night. Then this morning... I coulda sworn I blue-balled.
I was in the mood, but RedSox got up and showered before I could ask. I was in pain.
So when I get back to Bangor, and my classmates and I bust open 4 bottles of wine, it's only obvious that sex will be a topic. We talked about waxing, shaving, lists, whatnot... but not blue-balling.
I would love to know. Did I blue-ball this morning?
If I did... it sucked!
Sunday, 9 December 2007
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