Naughty

Finding ways to be with someone you wanted to do things other than talk with was a real pain in the ass when you were in high school. When you move back in with your parents temporarily after a long relationship, it becomes a pain all over again. Especially when one of the people you've been seeing is also living with other people. It makes the entire process of any sort of intimacy beyond a hug something of a game.

So the other night I came home with my someone and before she left, we ventured inside. The house i'm in echoes quite a bit, so we had to be very quiet. On the couch there was too much squeaking. We're both vocal people and it was hard enough to keep each other quiet without the couch adding it's commentary. At some point in the midst we decided to try the floor. It's hard to wordlessly communicate with a panting girl who has her full weight on you, but I did my best and we wound up on the floor.

The floor was better, but even there, too much moving around and the floor would shake enough to shake the china cabinet and the china would rattle. In the end we had more fun trying to NOT make noise than actually enjoying the physicality of the evening. Which was awesome. After a while, we decided she should go, since we did both have to work the next day (something 16 year olds wouldn't have worried about). We giggled all the way to the door.

It was a blast! Here I am, twenty something and "makin out" in my parent's living room, with them asleep in the other room. Some things never change.

And still I'm working on my "grass is greener syndrome". I'll keep you posted how that is going. And someone remind me to tell you about my experiences, recently, with meeting people online.

Until next time...stay zen, stay safe and keep on fuckin'.