caryn

I have a hot date tomorrow! This is the first time we've made love in December in twenty years! So of course, last week I had a mole excised; it had already been removed (and was Abnormal) three times before---once when they scooped it out, once when it came back Abnormal and they did a routine re-scoop, then again when it came back a year later (about 6 months ago), and now...now. Six...yes, that's right, six...stitches in the damn thing. Right across the top of my thigh.

So I keep trying to devise ways to have sex without bumping one's thigh. At the moment, all I've got is "from behind with my hips up, resting on my forearms (she's 5' 3" and I'm 6', we have to line up a bit before we start!)". Every kind of head is going to put my thigh in harm's way; if I fuck her, my thigh is going to get beaten up; every kind of head I can think of is going to end up with my thigh battered or bonked; and I'm out...

Not exactly Global Warming, I know...but hey, this is a twenty year flood (and that's almost a pun).