*giggle*

College has definately given me a different outlook on life. I sat and read my chapter for psych and finished my bio assignment, and then got to my dorm from Mr. Three's so that I could get online and then get some rest. So, as I'm heading to the bathroom, I hear voices I haven't heard before, but remind me of noises I know very well.

Someone was making some good lovins. I just hope she was orgasming *giggle*. Funny thing is around 10 we're supposed to be quiet, and not have visitors. Its amazing how much you can get away with. Damn, I want a cigarette after all of that. Well, I want a cigarette anyway, but I just don't have one right now. I haven't been keeping them on me to keep me from smoking them quite as much.

Ya know, Mr. Three and I knocked boots today, but we weren't loud at all. Only the whispers of my name and a slight noise of the bed hitting the wall was heard from us. I like it that way. I'm in no way an expert on lovins, but I do try to find a great way to give a guy what he likes. I've kind of given up on the "big O" without my little hand's help... or at least a major one. I had a little one with Mr. III, but that was the closest I ever got, and man, would I love one of those mindblowing ones that make you incoherent and lose some balance.

Don't get me wrong, Mr. Three is a good lover. He tries. But it's hard for me to show him what I like, and its even harder for me to know what I like.

My last boyfriends were very much into their own personal orgasm, more than mine. So, to make them feel better, I faked it. A lot. I turned over a new leaf with Mr. III, saying I won't do that to him, though I see disapointment in his eyes when I tell him I can't. I usually can tell if I will within a few seconds... or really I don't want to try after a few seconds, it feels very awkward for me.

Another thing, is he doesn't like to go down. Now, I never have a problem going down on him, but he's only tried it once, and has done away with it, or so it feels like. And, to get him to do the one time he did, I had to beg and plead, and it was only a few seconds before he popped back up. Now, I dabbled in the lesbian relm once in my life, when I was younger, like a freshman and sophomore in highschool. I actually didn't mind the taste, and liked it better than the taste of guys. But, he went into it with a pretense that he wouldn't like it. His best friend (other than Skinny, my best friend) doesn't like it, and tells everyone that he doesn't like it. Drives me nuts.

I don't know, maybe I just need to sit him down and tell him that there are certain things you have to do to get a girl riled up, other than getting her "horney", and that there's a difference between "Horney" and "excited".

Its just exceedingly difficult to do in a college dorm setting. Twin beds, not much room for two people to really get it on. We have to start getting creative or something.

Hmmm... Thoughts?