If anyone asked me what I wanted to do tonight I would know exactly what I would say.
- First off, I would like to be with a boy. I have some boys in mind and any one of them, or others of their ilk would work.
- I’d like to hang out. Maybe have a cocktail, but not get plastered. Grab a bite–sure, but not necessary.
- We would eventually end up at one of our places of residence. Sitting on a couch (loveseats work, heck, a futon is fine.) We would chat about stupid things that make us laugh. Occasionally revealing little insights into each other’s minds, beliefs, desires, etc…
- At some point we would hold hands. I would play with his fingers, enjoy the manliness of them, all while continuing to talk, or just sitting there in silence. Never discussing the hand holding…that’s the best part.
- The culmination of this evening would not be bumpin’ nasties (which is my current favorite term for intercourse) Some smoochy smoochy, that’ll work. The majority of clothes would remain on.
- It would become too late to go home, so it would be decided that we should just crawl into bed. I want to sleep with the breath of someone else occasionally blowing past my neck. With the warmth of another person mixing with mine. I’d even share a pillow…and I don’t like to do that.
- In the morning, we would wake up and it wouldn’t be awkward or uncomfortable, it would be good. Good-byes would be said. Hugs would be shared and we’d start off our Friday in a good mood.
That is what I would like to do tonight. If someone asked me I would probably say, “Oh whatever.” But the above is what I would mean. Seriously. SERIOUSLY!