{"id":557,"date":"2004-06-06T01:52:00","date_gmt":"2004-06-06T01:52:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2004\/06\/06\/late-night-girlchat-i-think-were-scary\/"},"modified":"2004-06-06T01:52:00","modified_gmt":"2004-06-06T01:52:00","slug":"late-night-girlchat-i-think-were-scary","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2004\/06\/06\/late-night-girlchat-i-think-were-scary\/","title":{"rendered":"late night girlchat &#8211; I think we&#8217;re scary"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dominique and I are still going at it. Hours and hours later. We were on the phone this afternoon until the batteries ran out, and now we&#8217;re keeping eachother awake with messenger. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m getting tips on how to strip without terrifying the boy. There&#8217;s a more than sneaking suspician that I will never, ever, ever&nbsp;use any of this. It&#8217;s making me laugh. I think if I were to take my clothes off while talking to a fellow, they would turn around or otherwise run away. *laughter* It would ruin everything. <\/p>\n<p><em>Course, I&#8217;m glad right now I&#8217;m also not the type to visualize certain things, because honestly, as much as we&#8217;re fascinating eachother with our tales of piccadillos, (or failed attempts, in my case), I&#8217;m fairly happy not thinking of&nbsp;Rowan&nbsp;in particular ways.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>I imagine today has had more talk about my sexual history and\/or predilictions than in the last year all told. &nbsp;I&#8217;m fairly blushing. Somehow a feeling of being unimaginative has come upon me. Or perhaps a deformity of introspection. Like I should look more to describing&nbsp;what I know about myself rather than blithly continuing along.&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We&#8217;re talking about firsts now, which is almost a touchy subject with me. Funny how something that I never talk about comes up twice this week. I remember Mishka&#8217;s first kiss. She came home bubbling and excited for hours and I remember the week she first had sex, and how I knew about it, but she&nbsp;didn&#8217;t tell me until about a month after. But I can only remember hers, really. I remember my first time with one person, but not&nbsp;another and it&#8217;s hard to remember kissing either of them. I have hundreds, thousands, of in-between moments.&nbsp;<em>Holding hands at night, at the busstop talking about nothing in particular. His long coat.<\/em>&nbsp;There is no&nbsp;feeling somehow bereft. <\/p>\n<p>*laughter* Now we&#8217;re into the three-ways. This conversation is just delving deeper&nbsp;and deeper into places I don&#8217;t feel comfortable. *grins* Not that it ever&nbsp;stops me really, but I have to admit I just stopped and paused. A breath of a moment to get over my rush of nervous&nbsp;images.&nbsp;Only twice and a half&nbsp;now and I&#8217;ve escaped fairly well both. All back from when&nbsp;I didn&#8217;t own a dress and was just learning skirts. Bloody Crow. Good thing he never kissed me.&nbsp;I would have killed him.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dominique and I are still going at it. Hours and hours later. We were on the phone this afternoon until the batteries ran out, and now we&#8217;re keeping eachother awake with messenger. I&#8217;m getting tips on how to strip without terrifying the boy. There&#8217;s a more than sneaking suspician that I will never, ever, ever&nbsp;use &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/2004\/06\/06\/late-night-girlchat-i-think-were-scary\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;late night girlchat &#8211; I think we&#8217;re scary&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-557","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/557","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=557"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/557\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=557"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=557"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/foxtongue.com\/dreampepper\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=557"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}