So I had another few intersersting nights... nothing compared to most SGs, but it was something for me... Went to see my friend's belly dance troupe last night, and damnit if that was exactly what I did not need... the music, the incense, the wildly gyrating hips.... how can you not think of sex, dammit, I tried to be all artistic and stuff, and their choreography was great, they really do have something going, but damnit, I am a man, so while others might have seen a great dance routine, I saw passion that has not yet been let go. I'm sorry, but it is a ridiculously sexual art, and I don't feel too bad for being drawn in. This is not what the recently not layed need, but it was so close to what we want, it was dangerous. That being said, I higly encourage you all to check this troupe out, they are tecnically very good, and not eyesores to boot, and as soon as they have more gigs, you will hear it here... And kudos to them for putting it all together in two days... yeah, I could not put most IKEA furniture together that fast....
Sadly enough, it was not that that did me in. ( Though to be honest, despite being incredibly talented, they are also ridiculously hot... reallly, kids, it is a show for the boys AND the girls....), It was some indecent talk about a kitchen counter that did me in. We were only talking about homes and decorating type stuff, moving a matress, when the arguement broke out: My friends are moving into a brand-new house, ( lucky them), and what is the appropriate room-warming? Most of us agreed that you must have vigorous, mad, crazy sex, in every single room, even, but they were actually afraid to do it in the kid's future bedroom..... AWWWWW, I know, too sweet, but what the helll are they doing really? The Girl was afraid to have sex in the kitchen, which as far as I am concerned, is the absolute best place to have sex ever; there are toys galore, and the tile makes for easy clean-up. Not to mention they conviently bought their counters at the perfect height... it would be a shame to let that go to waste. But no... she is conservative, which makes him the same way, and a perfectly good kitchen, and indeed, an entire household goes to waste in a series of less than adequate couplings, in a house that cries out for sex all over. Oh , sigh.... I can't say that I know what sex should be, but I think I know what it could be... and even though I may not make it that good somedays, I will sure as hell try....I just hope my frineds are doing the same... especially in their kithchen.....
Sadly enough, it was not that that did me in. ( Though to be honest, despite being incredibly talented, they are also ridiculously hot... reallly, kids, it is a show for the boys AND the girls....), It was some indecent talk about a kitchen counter that did me in. We were only talking about homes and decorating type stuff, moving a matress, when the arguement broke out: My friends are moving into a brand-new house, ( lucky them), and what is the appropriate room-warming? Most of us agreed that you must have vigorous, mad, crazy sex, in every single room, even, but they were actually afraid to do it in the kid's future bedroom..... AWWWWW, I know, too sweet, but what the helll are they doing really? The Girl was afraid to have sex in the kitchen, which as far as I am concerned, is the absolute best place to have sex ever; there are toys galore, and the tile makes for easy clean-up. Not to mention they conviently bought their counters at the perfect height... it would be a shame to let that go to waste. But no... she is conservative, which makes him the same way, and a perfectly good kitchen, and indeed, an entire household goes to waste in a series of less than adequate couplings, in a house that cries out for sex all over. Oh , sigh.... I can't say that I know what sex should be, but I think I know what it could be... and even though I may not make it that good somedays, I will sure as hell try....I just hope my frineds are doing the same... especially in their kithchen.....