12:20 a.m.

i know that i probably shouldnt write this in case by any chance in a million you should read it.. and it's not as if i have something important to say.. i guess i just wanted to say it anyway.

those two weeks together were wonderful and i loved every bit of time we had together. everything sexual was great too, it really was. it always felt good (even the first few times when it hurt, but that's what people tell you happens). i always enjoyed it. but sometimes.. i never hit climax when i told you i did. a couple of times when you were down there with your mouth.. i felt guilty because nothing seemed to build beyond a certain point and you'd been there for a while.. so i faked and you grinned and things were ok.

i only came once when we made love.. by accidental clitoral stimulation. the other times.. i just adore being close to you and making you feel good. i loved it. and i did enjoy making love. i knew if i told you i didnt reach climax then you'd start to feel inferior, which you're not. we had so many logistical problems the first few times that you felt bad about.. and you really don't have any problems with what you're doing so i didn't want to bring it up. i hate that look in your eyes when you're disappointed with youreslf.

getting to that point isn't the big deal to me. it felt amazing just the same.. but i know you wouldn't understand. for some reason i just felt the need to tell you..

.. just in a place you'd never find out.

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