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One of the most amusing events for me this year so far occured this morning.
Shelly had came at around half 11 - and woke me up.
She climbed into bed with me and cuddled up with me for about 15 minutes.

I love cuddling up with Shelly.
She's a little bigger than me, and I fit so snugly into her chest. I feel so safe and loved when she has both arms around me.

She asked me: "When does your dad go to work?"
- several seconds later, dad shouts up the stairs: "I'm going to work now!"
We look at each other and seriously grin. :)

The instant he was gone, we ripped each others' clothes off and continued cuddling up to each other.
Our intimate hour left a little debris in my bedroom - clothes strewn around, bedclothes rumpled everywhere and bottles of lubricant left lying innocently on my desk.

We knew Ashleigh was due to arrive at around half 12 - so I persuaded Shelly to calm down and come and clean up.
I had just finished washing my hands and my face when I heard Ash's knock.
Both of us were still naked - so I had to dive back into my pyjamas - only fumbling, half-buttoning them - legging it down the stairs with my face and my fringe still dripping wet, as I didn't even get a chance to dry off.

From behind the door - Ashleigh must have heard our mad-panic-dash, and my shouting up the stairs to Shelly.
I open the door, stand at the side of it and mumble: "...Hello Ashleigh..." - trying to hide the fact I'm beginning to blush.
Ash gives me the weirdest look - and follows me up the stairs.

She's barely inside my door - when I remember about the innocent lubricants that are in full-view on my desk.
I grab them and throw them back in their drawer - also quickly ragging my duvet back onto the bed and making some effort to re-button my pyjama shirt.

Shelly's blundering about in the bathroom - she sneaks back into my bedroom, holding her cardigan around herself to hide her modesty - before whining: "Dixie... I CAN'T FIND MY SHIRT..."

Ashleigh is pissing herself by this point - I can't help but laugh at this either.
I laugh even more when Shelly finds her shirt in the bathroom. She could have saved herself that embarrassment. :)

Ashleigh admitted she was more amused by our overall panic - opposed to the idea she'd almost walked in on us having sex. :)
Shelly really is fucking hilarious when she panics though. Her eyes go psycho-wide and her voice is proper high.

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After we've got over our panic and our immense embarrassment - I get dressed in my mam's room and I make Shelly some toast.

Ashleigh seemed interested in seeing the farm I'd made on Harvest Moon: BTN - so I loaded it up and played through a couple of days.
She was dissappointed when I told her I was going to propose to Popuri. I think Ash expected a big FMV ceremony - fireworks and all - but all she got was a shitty little dialogue box. :)

Devvoed much. :)

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Shelly requested that we play Wario Ware: Mega Party Games$ again. :)

Once more, Ashleigh was dodgy with her card-stealing during Card-E-Cards, and she screwed us over during Listen To The Doctor.
She has a 100% win ratio on that game. Lucky bitch. I used to have a 100% win ratio...

I got my revenge on her by blasting her to the moon in Balloon Bang - several times over. :)

Oh, and I kicked arse in Milky Way Delerium.
EPIC WIN - neither Ash nor Shelly had a single meteor. All 24 belonged to Dixie. :)
(I'd have cried if I lost the final mini-game - as that would have rendered me the biggest loser. But I owned it. Mwah.)

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When hungry vibes set in - I made fishcakes and noodles for Ash, chicken dippers and Rosti for Shelly - and I had chicken dippers and noodles.
There's always a nice crossover. :)

Shelly and I can't understand why Ashleigh likes fishcakes.
They're simply foul. They'd be nice if they didn't have the potato. The potato ruins it.
Mixing two good things doesn't always work, you see.

Then I palmed off some shitty lemon sorbet on Ashleigh and Shelly.
They seemed to like it. Ash gave me a spoonful of hers.
It really blows your head off - it's super strong.

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I took some random photos of Ashleigh sat outside on the park bench in the garden - solemnly eating her sorbet:





(And later tonight, after they'd both left - I'll break my blog's chronological order and post them with the other photos - I messed with them both on Photoshop:)



(This has a blurred background, levels adjustment and sharpness adjustment.)



(This has a crop, levels adjustment, slight blur effect, grayscale - and a lot of light adjustment on Ash's face and chest to make her look like a corpse. :D)

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And then I just had to get one of those two doing what they do best:



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I was laid on Ash's lap while we played Guitar Hero.
Shelly and I were playing lead-bass combo - I was on bass, picking all the pissy songs, because I couldn't be arsed.

It's also quite difficult to play Guitar Hero while one is laid down.
Ash's thigh is so comfortable. :)
I started to annoy her after a while though - so she shoved me off her after three songs.

Dixie was sad. :(

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We then broke out the Simspons Monopoly. :)
Ashleigh requested that we play a board game for a change.

Since Hedgehog's Revenge - back at the start of the year - we haven't really played a board game since.

Shelly didn't even know how to play Monopoly when we started - but thanks to Ash and me coaching her - she understands it a lot better now. :)

Ashleigh is just as bad as me when it comes to dodgy bargaining and dealing when it comes to trading properties.
The dodgy cow doesn't even wait until her turn to start building houses either.
I must've told her about 4 times to wait until it was her turn. :)

We've written down all of our money, properties and what's going on with the Free Parking tax prize pot on a sheet of paper.
We're going to continue our game off next time they're both round.

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After Ashleigh had left - Shelly and I got to spend some more intimate time together.
I asked her if she'd do something for me - something I knew she was really uncomfortable with.
I requested that she masturbate over my face, to the point where she'd climax over me.

The fact that she agreed to do it - and really tried hard for me made me feel special.
I'll definatley repay her with something of my own.

I can say I was certainly surprised.
I got a lot more than what I bargained for...
It was shocking, slightly humiliating - but highly enjoyable, and I'm so glad she did it for me. :)

She got so upset and worked up - thinking that she'd upset me, due to my reaction to it - that she cried.
After I'd cleaned myself up, washed my face and my neck - I cuddled her close, thanking her, and telling her it was alright - I was just shocked by the amount.

That just shows how much she loves and respects me though.
If she'd get so upset over thinking she'd upset me - even when she hadn't.

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Dixie currently feels:

 Neutral

 

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Blog #98

Boil-in-the-Bag Saturday 

 

 

Another typical Saturday with two of my best friends.

Ashleigh arrives first - but only about 5 minutes before Shelly.

 

We did our usual time-consumer - Guitar Hero: World Tour.

I'd told Ash and Shelly about my mastery of Hey Man, Nice Shot on Expert bass, so I challenged them both to do it on Hard.  

Shelly failed, Ash passed. :)

(Of course, this was after I'd demonstrated SLOOOOOOWLY...)

 

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I made chicken and mushroom pasta for Ash and I - and another chicken dipper sarnie for Shelly.

I've drank an absolute shitload of Cherry Coke, so I'm hyper off my tits - and was ALL DAY.

 

Today I agreed to some Resident Evil 4.

I played through the first few chapters - continually whining that I wanted silly cow Ashley to come and join the game. The whole reason I've borrowed it from Ian is for her. She's hilarious.

 

When I started blasting holes in the villagers with my shotgun - Shelly jumped a foot in the fucking air every time I fired.

She doesn't like Resi 4 as much as the others, apparently.

 

Shelly admitted that her favourite is Resident Evil 2.

Ashleigh and I both match - our favourite is the Resident Evil Gamecube re-make.

We're also fans of Resident Evil 3. Heh, the first one Ash ever watched me play. :)

The way I react to Nemesis amuses her.

 

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Cue our random photos:

 

 

Ash looking incredibly chilled.

She looks like she has two black eyes coming up. Weird.

 

 

Ash insisted I take this one - she's hanging upside-down on my bed. :)

 

 

Lmfao... The expressions.

Shelly looks positivley terrifying. :D

 

 

Ash and I sharing an eskimo kiss.

 

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After Ash had gone home for her "family time" - Shelly stayed with me.

 

We were quite intimate for a while, cuddling and kissing each other - then we went into each other's pants.

This didn't last for very long - I wasn't in the mood.

 

I watched Britain's Got Talent downstairs with her.

My favourite act had to be MAMMA TRISH.

Made me absolutley piss. :)

 

 

We returned upstairs afterwards.

I started to get upset with myself. My arm was aching after doing barely anything to her - and I felt really shit about not being able to do enough for her - typically how I always feel.

Shelly is getting used to my spontaneous crying - I hope.

 

She cuddled me and tried to make me feel better.

I wasn't in the mood for her to do anything else to me, so I just laid beside her crying for a while.

 

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When Shelly went home - I sat down and FINISHED MY ENGLISH COURSEWORK.

Fucking yeah mate. :P

 

Shelly came online to me and we messed around on MSN Handwriting:

 

 

 

 

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Dixie currently feels:

 Content

 

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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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Dixie currently feels:

 Content

 

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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