Thursday 6 November 2008

Character building or about dogs and cats. More confusion than love I suppose by Lola

One, two, one, two, one, two ... I couldn't help to have that rhythm in my mind when he was in an out. He was a nice guy, kind of squared and too stiff for me, but nice. One of the biggest cocks I have ever felt inside, he liked it a little bit rough, but solely concentrated in the genitals, no love bites, fierce snogging of any other foreplay, neither affection, or at least not in a way that I liked it, not enough and neither for long enough. Just in and out, in and out, ... one, two, one, and two. He was quiet when he came, you just could guess for his face of effort when he still tried to keep the one, two, one two, going with a hopeless and pretended hardness in his penis. Once the rhythmic moves were starting to be fun I was feeling the warm sensation inside, I can’t help this dirty talk in bed … and that was it, he was coming for sure, with no time for me to do so. When we met we had a very romantic encounter, sexless, but romantic to the cheesiest end, but it was obvious it wasn't the right time, not the right the person and also my character had been recently built. Why did this happen just now? Closure is the response, closure to a daydream cheesy experience, and closure to a lost broken heart. Nothing better than sex to make you feel better after what happened, that is what my friends say. The truth is that I felt in control of the whole thing,… and that is new for me.

Yesterday I saw Sarah walking on the other side of the street; she was stunning as usual, with a kind of melancholy that I have never seen in her. I used to adore her, she was my idol when I was younger, I was so into her that I tended to ignore her, it was probably the first time that I had a crush on a girl, and I really did not even notice. I wish I talked to her more at the time.

One of my best friends classifies the people as cats or dogs: this is in romantic relationships, not in friendships or family relationships. Dogs are affectionate, can and normally like to commit, enjoy the company of their partners, etc, etc, etc, they are comfortable in long-term or in relationships in general. And cats are those who solely feel safe when nobody can reach them, if in any occasion they need sex or affection they will grab a dog to supply their needs until they get suffocated, that is when they feel too close to the other person, hence vulnerable, and they will do everything they can to either leave the dog or make them know they are the last poo on Hearth. But what happens when a dog is emotionally injured, do they become cats? I think depending on the people and circumstances, some dogs can be so dependant that they will jump into the first relationship they can. On the other hand, some are just lost dogs in the doggy limbo, and they will act against their own nature, not trusting lovers anymore and disregarding people at the first hint of doubt, shagging people even if the they know they can’t stand their company for too long, the popular shut up and kiss me. They became mean dogs mostly if they ‘smell’ the sex/love partner is a cat. The classical sensation: ‘I wish I could quick you out of my bed right now’, (normally after sex, it doesn’t matter if good or bad).

The translation to the famous ‘you are too good for me’ is by a famous writer collect the pieces of your pride and delete my mobile no., it is just for your own benefit.

She did not reply to my email, I was responding to a previous by her, I must accept she does not want to be my friend either, was she once again lying? My friends think she does not deserve my friendship. I do not know what to do, I will probably do nothing, wait and heal. It never felt so good with anyone before, that is the problem.
Am I dog, a lost dog in a limbo or shall I become a cat?
I truly do not know, I know that all I need is love, like most cats and dogs.

Lola

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hola bella, es un micro relato visceral y entregado. Me encanta tu conclusión. Un abraso mu grande pa tu cuerpo. Samuela

LFG said...

Aaayyyss mi niña! un abraso mu grande pal tuyo también!
Laurel xxx