Intimately Yours
A series of phrases that I recently used in my bedroom:
Oh godde!!!!!!
Wait!
Don’t move!
Stay. Right. There.
Are you going to go again?
OK, do it right there again!
That’s my baby.
It’s ok, sweetie, it wasn’t your fault.
Now let me clean that up.
Don’t worry, I still love you.
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August 8th, 2007 at 9:07 am
Bahahahahahaha!!! As always, you crack me the hell up !!! as a sideline to that subject, I have been enlightened to men who have never ever been given the joy and excitement in the sex department from a woman who actually loves frolicing and actually ‘trying’ to please her partner…………..the appreciative rewards of this have proved to be intensely gratifying…………………..I’m wondering just how many millions of men are out there wondering if they’ll ever meet someone that can heighten their senses to such a high !!?? ………or for that matter………how many women out there that have never been loved completely and ‘properly’ ………………………seems so unbelievable to me that they could have trodden through their lives this long without reaching out and trying to find partners who might be looking for that same fulfillment………………………………I’m amazed !! just sign me “very grateful Cat”
August 8th, 2007 at 9:26 am
I hate that….I had a similar conversation with my kat just the other morning. My brother was complaining about his kat’s similar activities. He said “why is it always barf … walk …. walk… barf…walk….walk….barf?”
August 8th, 2007 at 10:47 am
Hey, I’ve said all those things in my bedroom recently, too! Unfortunately, it was also for my cat who was barfing up a hairball in the middle of the night. My life is so exciting.
August 8th, 2007 at 3:25 pm
And people wonder why I don’t have a cat.
Altho I did have my ex roomies greyhound throw up in my bed once. Started my “no dogs tall enough to get in bed on their own” policy.
Oh well, we allput up with worse for love LoL. Happy Laundry, and I hope Kat is OK.
August 8th, 2007 at 9:37 pm
Wow, you’re such a gentle and understanding owner. When my cat starts to hurl I just chuck him out the kitchen door. I’m sweet like that.
August 9th, 2007 at 3:27 am
You slut.
Oh, wait.
You SLUT.
August 9th, 2007 at 3:28 am
P.S. - I had a similar moment the other day.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, sweetie, right over there, right there.”
The neighbors probably thought I had a “friend” over. I, too,had a sick kitty-cat.
August 9th, 2007 at 6:16 pm
I’m so sorry. No fun, not at all. My only thought is I hope is that there wasn’t any staining dye. Been there…ick.
August 9th, 2007 at 6:59 pm
Cat: Only you, my love, could take an essay about kat puke and turn it into a story about your love life. Oh, wait … I guess I sort-of accidentally did that too.
Loopy: The rule is that they are supposed to spread it around so it looks pretty . . . and so you don’t miss it by accident.
Andria: At least you get visitations.
Nuke: The dogs I take into my bed are usually of sufficient height … but not always sufficient length or girth.
WarCry: I can’t toss my kitties outside, they are feral rescues and are all old and fragile and probably at least one is getting senile but at least he never throws up.
Temma: Yeast infection? Oh wait … never mind!
Anne: Oh yes, I have had to scrub the carpet almost down to nothing in a couple of places thanks to good old food-colouring. Grrrr….
August 9th, 2007 at 8:57 pm
lol…damn tease
August 12th, 2007 at 7:29 am
LMFAO You crack me up!