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Silly Cows Together!
Today was originally planned to be spent with Ashleigh and Shelly, but it seems that things don't always turn out the way you plan them.
Shelly arrived first - and we sat around for ages waiting for Ashleigh... Ages... Ages...
After we'd shared a pizza together, Shelly told me to check my MSN.
So I did - and as luck would have it - there was a message from Ashleigh.
Apparently, her dad's hurt himself and he couldn't drive her down.
AND, she couldn't have driven herself, as her car is behind his in the driveway.
Ach, so typical, that.
We both missed Ashleigh a lot. :(
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Naturally - we took advantage of our time alone. :)
In the middle somewhere, we had a little silly-cow joint... Hmm, what was it?
It wasn't anywhere near as bad as an argument... Mmm, maybe a mini-hissy-fit?
Either way, we both agreed we were being silly cows.
(Saying that, I was upset to the point where I hurt myself a little bit...)
Shelly cuddled me and made me feel better.
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How strange - even on a day where I cut myself, I can still turn out feeling content?
I think that's because of Shelly. She makes me happy. :)
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Spiders, Smacks & Shitty Single Beds
I got a few more All-Star challenges finished off.
When Ashleigh came, she coaxed me into using two of my four sacred golden hammers.
I opted for the "Boss Battles on Intense" challenge - LMFAO. CAN ANYBODY DO THAT?!
And the "Play 100 hours of Brawls" challenge - I'd leave my Wii on overnight, but I don't want to break it. I can do 30 hours easily. Maybe 50. But I couldn't be arsed with 100.
For smashing open the "100 hours" challenge, I got the ASHLEY ROBBINS trophy. She has nice shoes.
Ashleigh rants about her every time we discuss Another Code. Apparently they have the same birthday, and the same name, obviously. :)
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Ashleigh brought Guitar Hero: Metallica with her today - and her new slider-panel guitar with the sexy faceplate.
Ash looks so funny with those guitars. They're bigger than she is. :)
When Shelly came, the three of us started a new band career.
I linked the account too - I wasn't going to waste this chance to earn scores and groupies for the Community. :)
Ashleigh played lead, Shelly played bass and I played drums.
I played drums for quite a while before my mam started whinging too.
I've gotten a lot better at them too - I'm consistently hitting 97-99% on Medium.
The kick pedal doesn't hurt my leg either.
It goes a bit numb after about 10 songs, but all it takes to return it to its former vigour is to shake my ankle around a bit. :)
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Shelly and Ashleigh both challenged to me to try out One on Expert.
Ash told me that she can't do it on Hard on GH3, because she fails at the mental solo. Likewise, I can't complete it on Expert for the same reason.
Thanks to the CHEATY slider notes - I managed to complete it.
Four stars, but that's not so bad.
Some parts are easier than they are on GH3.
And of course, some are slightly harder.
It's the same story for Hier Kommt Alex - which they released as World Tour DLC.
It'll probably be the same story for GH: Greatest Hits too.
(I'm so fucking excited about that coming out... EEEEEEEEEEEEE...)
Then of course, I wanted to see King Diamond's in-game form. :)
I loaded up the Mercyful Fate song, but I couldn't play it.
Not because it was difficult - but because I was too busy having an orgasm over King Diamond. :)
I let out a lot of high-pitched fangirly squeals. They seemed to be hurting Ash's ears. :D
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When we grew tired of Guitar Hero, we laid on my bed together - Shelly on the left, Ashleigh in the middle and me on the right - actually only about 1/4 of the way on the bed, as I was laid on the stack of boxes and teddies down the side of my bed.
Single beds are shit for three-person hugs. The double at my nana's was mint for that. :)
My mam rang me, asking me if a memory stick she'd found in ASDA was suitable for me.
It was 2GB - quadruple what my old one was. Damn right it was suitable. :)
As I was talking to her - I do believe Mr. Spider from Thursday made another appearance - something was crawling on my back.
I exclaimed this: "SOMETHING'S CRAWLING ON ME!" - and sort of... let go of my phone in the process...
...Which then proceeded to smack Ashleigh in the face. :)
She then cries out: "ARRRGH, MY FACE!!!"
I pick my phone back up - pissing myself laughing.
Seriously, I have no idea what that must've sounded like on the other end of the phone, but we were in fits. :)
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Although, my suspcisions about Mr. Spider were true.
He'd gone inside my underwear now and I was fucking hysterical.
Shelly got him out from off my arse and threw him outside the door.
Ashleigh gave me a hug, trying to calm me down. I cried on her shoulder for a few minutes.
Of course, crying on either Ash or Shelly is very comforting - but I was too embarrassed to look at her. So I just kept my head in her shoulder.
Shelly cuddled me too - asking me if I was embarrassed.
Silly question - so I nestled into her chest. :)
Gah, Ashleigh isn't scared of ANYTHING...
Oh, if only she had a fear that I could exploit... :(
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Today, mam decided to let me have my Wii games that she bought with her MBNA reward points.
She hadn't let me have them since they arrived - as she was still being petty and ridiculous about the 'not-wanting-to-go-to-the-shop-for-her' thing.
So, I now have Cooking Mama (Wii) and Wario Land: The Shake Dimension.
I had fun taking off their cellophane. I love peeling it off new games. :)
The three of us had a go at Cooking Mama.
It's a lot of fun. Mama's voice makes us all piss.
At times,she sounds French, at times she sounds Italian, at times she sounds Japanese - and occassionally she'll slip into random German. She pulls some really random faces too.
The Wii remote controls are pretty innovative.
There's times where you'll use it as a handle of a whisk/frying pan/wooden spoon - then there's times where you'll shake it like a salt and pepper pot. :D
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We shared out two pizzas between us - cheese feast and meat feast.
I made sure I gave Ash all the slices of the meat feast that were free from the pepperoni that she hates so much. :)
Ash went home shortly after we'd finished it off - 6:15, to be exact.
Tonight was the Britain's Got Talent final.
(I actually didn't watch it, as I was too distracted by Shelly - but I caught up with it on the website.)
Distracted by Shelly?
Mmmmyes. :)
She was crying on me for a while - getting upset over the shite my mam had said the other night.
I'd told them both - then the three of us slatered the fuck out of her statements. We're good at that. :)
I made her feel better. :)
Today I decided to be rough and animalistic. It's a lot of fun.
I bit her neck quite a lot, and used my tongue when we kissed.
I was just being a general rabid monster, with very small groping hands. :D
My mam walked in on us at one point - but she couldn't say anything, as we were both fully clothed (and flys zipped) and we were just laid beside each other on my bed, cuddling.
She went on the PC, so Shelly and I played on Cooking Mama again.
That's what I love about Shelly - I can have fun with her, no matter what we're doing. :)
I love seeing different sides to her too. She went from being a passionate lover to being an overly childish gamer. :D
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Good Day, Bad Brain
Ash wasn't able to make it this Saturday - her and her family were off somewhere as a day-late birthday outing.
Damn them. I wish my family cared about me the way Ash's cared for her.
Regardless.
Shelly still came along - which I'm glad of.
I don't like spending Saturdays alone if I can help it.
One thing that's for sure about Saturdays is that I won't do any college or schoolwork.
I won't do homework, I won't do coursework and I won't do revision.
Saturdays are my days for chill.
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Before Shelly came, I tidied up my room, brushed my hair, cut my nails and ran myself a bath.
(I really can't wait till the shower works again. This bathing malarkey is doing my nut.)
Shelly stood in the bathroom with me and talked to me while I washed my hair.
Then I asked if she'd scrub my back. :)
She washed all of me - even getting off all the song lyrics I'd written up my arms in yesterday's English lesson.
When I get bored, I write lyrics on my hands and up my arms. The ink on my hands tends to come off with sweating and washing my hands after using the toilet though.
After my bath, we laid on my bed for a while, cuddling and kissing.
I warned her that I have a chest infection, but she carried on kissing me.
I can see her getting my sore throat and cough now. I did warn her though.
It feels like quite a while since we've had this much time alone.
Of course, we took advantage of that. :)
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Time passes so fast when you're having lesbian fun. :P
Either way - I started to feel really ill at around 5.
We went downstairs for something to eat - and I don't remember what happened.
There's a big piece of my time recollection missing.
Shelly said she found me laid on the floor in the living room and I wasn't breathing. She thinks I passed out.
I know I went downstairs before her - but all I can remember is her picking me up and propping me against the wall while she went to get my inhalers from upstairs.
I'd taken too much of my Salbutamol - I got the shaky hands.
Overdosing on inhalers wrecks the stability in your fingers. No matter how hard you try, you can't keep them still.
I was making microwave pasta for myself - Shelly didn't trust me to pour the boiling water, with my dizzy disorientation and my shaky asthma overdose hands.
She was worried about me. She was doing a lot for me, making sure I didn't hurt myself.
A lot of the time I didn't understand what she was saying, so I think she repeated herself a lot.
I felt that she cared a lot though.
That made me feel special and loved.
I don't like to think that I scared her though.
Whatever I did, I didn't mean to do it...
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Blog #96
Challenges, Cola & Cuddles
I had one of those mornings where you keep waking up and forcing yourself to go back to sleep to kill time today.
I woke up at HALF SEVEN - WHAT THE FUCK MATE.
Then I fell asleep again, got woken up by Shelly texting me at about half 9.
Then I tried going to sleep again - and I eventually got up at half 11.
I had nothing to do, I just wanted it to be 12 so Shelly could be here.
Even so, she didn't get here until quarter to 1.
Before she arrived, I ate cheesy hotdogs and a strawberry shortcake Muller Corner.
My word, those white shortcake balls are lush. They're crunchy, but really soft.
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I was really restless and agitated waiting for Shelly - so went downstairs and watched some of the Cannibal Corpse 'Centuries Of Torment' DVD that Paul - mam's friend - bought me a year ago.
I haven't actually gotten around to watching it yet...
But now I've seen a little of it, I might watch the rest when I get a few hours spare.
(I always have hours spare, but I waste them... I must stop doing that.)
Shelly came when I'd been watching it for around 20 minutes.
I turned on the Hammer Smashed Face live performance and we sat on the sofa together and made out.
LMFAO, THE FIRST TIME I MAKE OUT TO A SONG, AND IT'S CANNIBAL CORPSE.
P-M-S-L!
I have a few songs I'd like to have sex to...
- Crazy On You - Heart
- Ivory Tower - Blackmore's Night
- Morning Star - Blackmore's Night
- Ghost Of A Rose - Blackmore's Night
- Shadow Of The Moon - Blackmore's Night
- Fires At Midnight - Blackmore's Night
- Polaris - Ash
- Our Truth - Lacuna Coil
Pmsl, in general - I WANT TO HAVE SEX TO BLACKMORE'S NIGHT!
They be a very sexy band. :)
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Our sex session today lasted for aproximatley 2 hours. :)
Shelly is starting to learn when she's taken teasing me a little too far.
It turns me on for the first 15 minutes, but go any longer than that and it pisses me off.
This is the first time we've been securley alone for quite a while - so we got naked. :)
I gave her a lot of attention, and she gave me a fair bit.
Today, I tied her up.
She said she isn't too comfortable with being tied up, unless she's relaxed and she really trusts the person. I know she trusts me - some of the things she's let me do, she's not ever let anyone else do to her.
It feels weird being dominant - I do enjoy it, but I'd still choose dominated over dominating. :)
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Sex is thirsty work, and seeing as how I've spent the entire week drinking dilutable orange juice out of flavoured liquid desparation - I scraped together a few pound coins, and Shelly and I went for a walk to ASDA.
Cherry Coke and Coca-Cola were on offer - 2 litres for £1 each.
Which is fucking mint - in college, it's £1 for 500ml. In most shops, it's 89p for 500ml.
(Home Bargains is out of the question - 45p for 500ml - which still makes ASDA cheaper on this one. :D)
I also bought some cheese & onion Pom-Bears.
They were beside the spicy Transform-A-Snack - which I was tempted by, but I'd thought of Pom-Bears first, so I went with my original choice. Shelly hasn't tried T-A-S either, so I decided not to risk it.
There were chavs in front of us at the till.
They were drinking Cherry Coke they'd got from the fridges beside.
I hate people who eat things before they pay for them - it's dodgy as fuck.
I also predicted and told Shelly my prediction - that their little bratty bastard child was going to make off with one of the gift cards - and he did.
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We returned, ate junk food - Oreos, chocolate bars, Pom-Bears and Coke.
Then we turned to Guitar Hero: World Tour.
We played a few songs - getting scores on songs that didn't have any, and beating old scores that only had 4 stars.
How the fuck did Ash and Shelly manage to only get 4 stars on What I've Done on Expert?
I must've been singing it - but Shelly and I managed to beat that score without the addition of the vocalist.
I did get 100% like, so that probably contributed.
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After mam came back - she agreed to do me some fried eggs.
Last night she declined my request and that pissed me off.
Shelly said she'd have made me some, but I managed to get my mam to.
And even then, her "hard yolks" are as hard as fucking sponge.
(Bad comparision. I can't really make 'hard' comparisons without phallic references, and we can do without those.)
Shelly had spaghetti on toast - and I was sat beside her for about 15 minutes waiting for her to finish them.
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We returned upstairs and returned to the sex. :)
I stripped Shelly from the waist down and she laid in my bed.
She masturbated and I licked her out - to the point where she finally came.
I only got a little in my mouth though - it dripped down my chin more than anything.
Shelly says the more sugarry food you eat, the sweeter your cum tastes - be you male or female.
If that's true - and if you use Shelly and myself as examples - that's fucking mint.
I eat a lot more sugarry stuff than she does - and she does say my cum is sweeter than hers.
I do agree.
Apparently, eating pineapple makes it sweeter too - and she'd eaten pineapple the day before.
I agree with that statement too.
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We returned to Guitar Hero shortly afterwards - a tactical aversion.
We're mint at timing and not getting caught though.
This is one of the times that our creaky stairs come in useful.
They're shit for sneaking downstairs in the middle of the night - but they're good for sensing when people are lurking about.
Shelly challenged me - she said I'd never be able to do Hey Man, Nice Shot on Expert bass.
At first, I was dubious myself, knowing how badly Ash fails at it on Hard.
But then I realised, when I reached the dodgy part that destroys Ash - it's actually not that hard.
I ended up with 97% - and I screwed Shelly over. :)
She was actually impressed with something I'd done on Guitar Hero.
The last time that happened was when I got 4 stars on La Bamba, Expert lead.
I think I could get 100% if I concentrate.
It's not that difficult - you just really need to be precise on some parts.
I think I may try that one day.
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Then she challenged me again - this time I really didn't think I could do it.
B.Y.O.B. on Expert lead.
But lmfao - I did do it.
Only 3 stars, only 150,000 points - but I still did it!
Shelly's face was fucking priceless when she saw me clear it.
I was only ever in the red at one point too.
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She spoke to me on MSN after she'd gone home.
We were discussing emotional matters.
Here's a snippet that is quite significant to me and the way we currently feel about each other:
▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀ (on gh:wt) says:
just think if i had of moved away :'(
Der-Metzgermeister says:
I know, how shit would that have been.
Der-Metzgermeister says:
Today wouldn't have happened.
▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀ (on gh:wt) says:
i love u 2 much 2loose u
Der-Metzgermeister says:
Same to you darl.
Der-Metzgermeister says:
I'd have proper cried.
Der-Metzgermeister says:
Imagine, we'd have never played World Tour again.
Der-Metzgermeister says:
You'd have never kissed me again.
Der-Metzgermeister says:
We'd never have a group hug with me you and Ash again.
Der-Metzgermeister says:
Eee fucking hell, I'm so glad you didn't go.
Der-Metzgermeister says:
I love you.
▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀ (on gh:wt) says:
u mean so much to me
Der-Metzgermeister says:
Same to you darl.
▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀ (on gh:wt) says:
can u tell i love u
Der-Metzgermeister says:
I can.
▀▄▀▄▀ ┌♥┘●๋•michelle●๋•┌♥┘▀▄▀▄▀ (on gh:wt) says:
gd i am glad
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When I went to sleep, my bed smelt like her.
It was very comforting. :)
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Blog #87
Together At Last...
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I'm awake at half 8.
I can't be arsed dealing with my radio alarm, so I'd set an alarm on my phone and got woken up by my ringtone instead.
Dad took me to college.
I didn't take my backpack - just my keys, my iPod, my phone, my memory stick and some money.
I feel so naked and vunlerable without my backpack. My back feels so FREEEEEEEE.
I sat about in the LRC waiting for Mary for fucking ages.
I got bored of sitting around staring at the river - so I went to the magazine shelf and read an issue of RHYTHM. Which in effect, is a drums/drummer/drumming magazine.
I was drawn to it by the mention of Joey Jordison on the front cover.
Mary appeared at 10.
In effect, we'd arranged for 10, but I'd thought it was 9, so I'd been sat around for fuck all.
Mary felt guilty about it though. Mwah ha.
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We booked some computers upstairs on the 2nd floor - the ones behind the bookshelves.
We hardly needed privacy - there was only about three people in the whole LRC.
I could have ran rampant and knocked over bookshelves with a baseball bat and got away with it.
(Given the chance, I would SO do that.)
Upon my admittance of continuing to maintain the standard of doing FUCK ALL - I had to change my pissing idea YET again.
So now I'm doing writing to inform - with NO element of entertain.
ARGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGH!!!
FOR FUCK'S SAKE.
What part of: "I CAN'T DO INFORM/PERSUADE/INSTRUCT" don't you get Mare-Mare?!!!
So, I said to her: "Why don't I write a leaflet about MY CONDITION?"
She thought I meant depression - I could tell by her face.
I said: "NOOO... NOT DEPRESSION... ASTHMA."
Her face then PROPER changed, lmao.
She said she was going to post me some leaflets.
I hoped she'd just put them through the letterbox, rather than knocking on the door.
(When I accquired them later - it wasn't just SOME leaflets. It was about FIFTEEN leaflets in a brown envelope. PROPER heavy.)
Even so, if I ever get this shitty leaflet done - it'll be shite.
I can't write reviews. I can't write leaflets. I can't write newspaper articles. I can't write instruction manuals. I can't write editorials. I can't write persuasive letters.
In effect I can't write ANYTHING currently - but all I CAN write (and by "CAN", I mean write it WELL) - are pieces to entertain.
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I walked back into town as soon as Mary was finished ragging my ear off.
I went to Home Bargains - Shelly was coming round when I came home, so I got us some bottles of Pepsi, some packets of cheese & onion crisps, a Crunchie for her and a Snickers for me.
Then I returned to the BUS STATION.
Oh, the bus station. How I have missed it.
Lmao, in effect, I have.
There's only so many weeks in a row you can sit in a clear plastic box on a hard metal bench staring at emos in the park opposite, shitty adverts on your left and weird old people on your right.
And there's only so many weeks in a row you can sit and wait for FORTY minutes if you miss a bus.
Ah, the ol' 64. Or the 64A.
The bus drivers may be cunts and the busses are in shitty condition - but at least they come every 10 minutes.
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I got home and Shelly came shortly after.
Mam and I had arranged earlier that I was going for a haircut - so I dragged Shelly along with us.
I supposably had LAYERS put in.
I had layers in previously, but they've grown out.
I can't see any layers mate. Either because my hair is too heavy or because it's generally shitty - but if there's layers, I can't see them.
Oh, and I had my fringe straightened - AT LAST.
Now all I need are my roots sorting out. Then I'll be sexy.
Well, maybe not that far.
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When we returned - despite my mam wandering around downstairs - we turned randy as per usual.
We cuddled and kissed for a long time - then Shelly put her hands down my trousers.
They didn't stay on me for very long.
She sat on the edge of my bed and I knelt between her legs. She put her hands on my head and squeezed me tightly between her thighs so I couldn't escape.
I like being dominated - and she likes to dominate - so that works out rather nicely.
I also like the word domination. Dominate, Domination, Dominated, Dominating, Dominator - DOMINOES.
They're all good words. :D
But rofl - as this were - we were almost caught in this position.
When mam came in - the obvious signs were that the lights were off, because we'd been that interested in each other, we hadn't turned them on yet. Shelly was sat sheepishly on the end of my bed, her jeans ragged up to her waist proper quickly and her clothes rumpled.
Oh, and the most obvious? I was sat on the floor. Though, I'd tried to look like I was doing something - I was knelt at my PC - dragging random files around on my desktop. :D
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Mam went out to ASDA shortly after this - so we took advantage of the time alone together.
Shelly took off all my clothes and tied me to my bed by my wrists.
I was face-down in my pillows - so she gave me some rough anal play. I was almost screaming at parts. To the point where it sounded like I was actually in pain as I was enjoying it so much.
Afterwards, we were cuddling together, half-clothed - I was crying in happiness (Don't ask, it's something I've only recently started doing. Shelly calls it 'spontaneous happy crying') - and I finally got the courage to ask Shelly if we could become a couple.
I'd casually said to her on the phone last night "If I asked to go out with you, would you say yes?"
I knew she'd say yes - but I still had a large part inside me telling me she'd decline me.
I asked her three times - and on the third time, I was bawling into her shoulder.
She held me tightly in her arms, comforting me. She gets really confused when I cry in happiness. She looks upset, but happy at the same time.
So, now we're officially an item.
(I'm not thinking ahead to the future - but if we break up, I'd still like to be friends with her. She's always been a good friend to me, from the time I met her until now. I know, I know - we've only just gotten together, we shouldn't think about things like that. I'm going to enjoy the time we have together.)
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Mam came back from ASDA with Easter eggs and cans of deoderant, for some reason.
I think the deoderant was on offer. Impulse tempataion, it is.
She gave Shelly a Kit-Kat Chunky Easter egg and one of the cans of Impulse.
She looked proper confused - looking from one hand to the other - LMFAO.
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Before Shelly left - we did something I've always wanted to do with someone I really loved.
Take photos of us intimate together.
By that, I mean kissing.
I think they're pretty good photos.
Quite emotional, to say the least. :D
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