Oh yeah, that same day, his sister wanted to talk to me and thank me for being there during the whole mom thing and to tell me what a great, fabulous person I am, and how I am the sun, moon and stars to Klein (ok...she didn’t say moon, but you know...I’m really terrific and such)
Speaking of talking to the family members, his mom wanted to talk to me yesterday, to express the same sentiment and to invite me to see her. Hmmm, what can I say, they heart me!
Ok, so here’s where the confusion comes in about talking to the one eyed monster. We are laying in bed, cuddling, and he knows I’ve been riding the crimson tide...but his one eyed monster won’t go to sleep, and kept poking me....no matter where I moved.
Me: Baby go to sleep
Klein: I can’t...I’m trying. You make me so horny.
Me: You want me to talk to him
(I kiss him, Klein moans...I get ready to do a little more...)
Klein: Baby no.
Me: Why not? (IN MY HEAD: ...what the eff? I’m tired and I want you to stop grinding on me cause I wanna go to sleep...so I need to make sure your Johnson stops poking me)
Klein: Because we can’t have sex.
Me: I know, but I want you to come, so we (really me) can go to sleep.
Klein: You’re my girlfriend, and I don’t want to...
(I cut him off)
Me: I’m not gonna let you come in my mouth
Klein: No, you’re special. I love you and you mean a lot to me. I don’t want you to blow him, unless it’s immediately followed by us making love.
Me: Why, I don’t get it. If I’m your girlfriend, and we are in a monogamous relationship, and I want to...
Klein: Because you’re special...if it’s some random chick I don’t care about, I’d let her and go to sleep, but I respect and love you...
Me: But I’d let you please me all you want, and we don’t have to have sex afterwards...
Klein: Come here, I love you. (he kissed me, and pulled me close)
Me: (laying there wide awake, like- wow...hmmmmmm.....I’ve never had a significant other to turn down a free and clear “you’re not obligated to return the favor spit-shine, because it’s that time of month, and this is a once in a life-time gift”....what really began to boggle me as I was laying there, was how he has me up on this pedestal. One day last week, as we were playing hokey pokey, (girl on top) he was saying stuff like “oooh, you’re such a freak”.... but I was confused, because I didn’t see what was so freaky about a perfectly normal position. It wasn’t like I asked him to tie me up
So...he’s ultra conservative in the bedroom, unless he’s oral communicating with me...what happens when the sex gets blah 6 months from, and I want to do some “spicy” things.... I mean I go from Mr. H, who liked me to slap him and spit on him, to Klein, who thinks playing polo is super freaky.
Ok, I know this was TMI...but I was really confused by the whole, no slob the knob thing