August 11, 1999 |
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Jael. I gotta tell you all this. The reason I am writing is because you're one of the lucky people I happen to know who's both REALLY sexual AND simultaneously have a set of annoying parents. So here's my story.... My mom just left here this morning. TWA is flying her out of my city and back into her little hubbard life. Oh, you know. I love mom. She used to be such an understanding person. Inquisitive and responsible. Now Mom seems to be this overprotective mother figure. Becky, shouldn't you CALL before you go to Jamison's (Bunnyrabbits) house? She doesn't know that I go there when I want him. A phone call in advance is like a warning. I don't want AL to have any warning when I go to him. Why can't my mom understand this? Last night, I didn't think I had any plans with my Mom. I figured, she had the key to the apartment, and they have bikes and a QFC nearby. She should be able an hour or two without me. You see, I haven't seen AL in a week and my body ached for him. I couldn't work. I kept daydreaming about sex with AL. And in the night I would wake up orgasming. And when my mom was securely in front of the TV with a bag of chips, I would sneak into my bedroom and jerk myself off. I had to see him. I couldn't take it anymore. I HAD to see AL. So right after work yesterday, I didn't bother to go home right away. I never even called my mom back at my apartment, I just wanted AL. Getting to his apartment, he was wrapped in his bedsheet. We only got a few words in for the next hour. It was 99% action between us. He carried me to his bed and it was sooooo bunnyrabbit good. Oh shit. I could hardly move when we were done. I hit such a peace. What did it matter anyway what's going on back at my apartment. My mom is probably happily plugged into the television right now. I mean, I needed this sex. And great sex is a good excuse for everything. It was hard getting out of AL's bed last night. I mean, we were both headed to the same destination, but we needed to take different vehicles. It's just that he was the one sanctuary I had away from my Mom's world. It was the thought of leaving a bed of passion to go and see your mother. That's where the real pain lies.I got home and my mom guilt tripped me from the moment I got through the door. Where were you? We thought you got into a car accident! Why can't you call if you aren't going to be home? KC (Mom's husband) is hungry, we didn't eat because we thought we had to wait until you got home. Where you supposed to pick us up downtown? We walked all day looking for you downtown. All I had was chips all day! KC is getting cranky. KC establishes the point that my mom was worried about me. I can't wait anymore Victoria (my Mom) I have to get something to eat now. I am not waiting anymore. Okay KC, I just thought that Rebecca would want to go out to eat with us. I was at AL's. I had to take CARE of things. (satified smile on my face) Mom comments about my smirk. At least she remembers what sex IS. Why do you always assume I am in a car accident? I drive every day in this traffic, you have nothing to worry about. I don't know, I got a sudden urge to see AL, and a phone wasn't exactly available at the time. You should eat when you want to eat. I think I remember confirming about 4 times last night that you were walking home from downtown. I'm not stopping you from eating, so go and get food KC if you want to at the QFC. I'm sorry you were worried about me. You better catch up with KC Mom. And all the time I just wanted to have more sex with AL. She just doesn't remember passion anymore. I think I like scaring my mother. If you don't keep worrying your mother, then you risk turning into her. |
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