Monday, April 26, 2010

Don't Let it Go to Your Head, Noooo!

(Post under this one ;])

Thursday night, (I know I'm skipping around) I slept over Editor's house. She invited over the graphic artist who works with us. I'll call him James. James is 21 yrs old from Trinidad and he's not immature but you can tell he has some learning to do...

We talked for hours on Editor's stoop before the wind became too cold on my scalp (lol) and we went in her house. We listened to music, talked some more and really were enjoying each other's company.

I started talking about ways to make money for Bermuda/London/life and I said I was going to start stripping. I then volunteered James to be my first customer. That lasted like 10 seconds before I just sat on his lap. We started cuddling. He held me at my waist and laid his head on my back as we were talking about nothing.

Finally, after about an hour, I was like......what are you doing, Nina? (Lol) I got off his lap.

Editor left the room and went to freshen up for bedtime. James and I played thumbwar. I'm really good at it. Somehow, we ended up holding hands. I let go and decided we should look up palm reading.

Both of our palms said...we're picky lovers, have an intense creative side and some random stuff.

(by this time it was 3am)

We laid on top of each other...or rather he laid down holding my waist and I laid down on the nape of his neck. Editor didn't blink twice at all of this...hmmmm

We all decided to sleep horizontally in the bed together. I was in the middle. Poor James! He's 6"3. He laid across the bed with his feet on the floor. My short behind (I'm 5"2 and 1/2) was able to fit comfortably across the bed in the fetal position. (Btw, Editor had green silk sheets on her bed...I found this to be comical for some reason. I think she was trying to hide them as we slept on top of the comforter.) As we were trying to sleep, James kept holding my hand. It was nice until it became annoying and I let go. Sleeping in the fetal position was weird but I kept wanting to spoon. I kept tossing and turning to the chagrin of my bed partners.

In the morning, I woke James up for work by pinching his nose...saying "Good Morning, love. Get up. Have a great day!" smiling and then turning over and going back to sleep.

I woke up an hour later and he was gone. I don't have his number. We're friends on FB and I have his email. I doubt we'll speak about what happened. It was nice to do some of the things I've missed. I have no idea what it means. Its probably best to leave it like that. I've been told I think too much and maybe some things should be left as is...
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Jaded said...

Yeah, I guess there is no need to delve in too deep with what went on. Nothing was sexual and talking about it might turn it into a sexual thing...if you know what I mean.

Trish said...

Sometimes I just want to cuddle too! I'm not sure about Editor but I would have felt weird being the apparent third wheel in bed.

Be one with the Fro said...

Oh snap ... this sounds erotic esp since Editor didn't blink an eye. I am the observant type to some degree and probably would have looked on in amusement LOL

were you or were you not attracted to him?? cuz girlll ;) need I say more hahaha


Young woman on a journey said...

um...again..editor is special. that was odd!

but it sounds very erotic indeed. the touching, the chatting, etc. very hot.

i'm glad you got to cuddle. sometimes you just need that to keep you grounded from going further.

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★Starrla Monae☆ said...

Ok so I'm trying to catch up on your blogs and the Editor is just...Idk, in the way!?! Two's company, three's a crowd! I would've felt beyond uncomfortable with her there.