Her Smiling Eyes

Thursday, August 18, 2005

Well shit, I started this earlier then I either got distracted or the world worked against my wishes of blogging by knocking me off. It was a little bit of both, to be honest.

So, here we go again. Wednesday (yesterday) was an overall wonderful day. It started out well, it ended up well, it was consistantly oozing with wellness. Wednesday Wellness, if you wish.

Many reasons. One of the biggest was that I got my license. Woot! It was quite the experience, let me tell you. But I won't right now, it's very corny and mushy how things turned out...and I already have corny and mushy things planned for later in this post. By all means, I do not want to overwhelm you with mush, mushity, mush, mush. If you wish to hear the story, ask me. I will tell you. 'Tis very moving, you might cry a little, laugh a little, experience a rollercoaster of emotions, etc. But not right now. Seriously, it's really mushy.

Moooooooooving on, I got home. I basked in the glory of this newfound freedom I now possess. I called the world. Then I took a nap. Felt sick all day pretty much so I finally went to the store and bought Sprite. Yes, it was quite a boomin' day lol. But things got more exciting as time went on.

I went to Vickie's house to celebrate her birthday. It was a serial killer themed party. I'll admit, it's not really my thing, but I played along for fun. Did I say my friends are amazing? They are amazing. They just keep multiplying their amazingness each time I see them. What a wonderful group of people.

Little tidbit, we had to dress up as our designated serial killer and have a fact about him or her. We could have accessories if we really got into it. That only made things more interesting. Why, might you ask? Well, we had quite the kinky assortment of accessories. A whip. Hand cuffs. Pop guns (well, not so much kinky, but kept you on your toes). Umm...yea...I got a hold of the whip many 'a times. I really like the whip. I discovered I have this really kinky pornstar side to me when I have the whip. It's absolutely invigorating. And suddenly, the majority of us were morphing into these masochistic dominatrices...running around with the whip and handcuffing each other, just craziness. Honestly, it didn't surprise me at all...that's just in are nature. I mean, if we don't have whips...we only wish we had whips. And when we do have whips...we have to watch out because the whip pretty much morphs you into your own personal pornstar alter-ego.

I love how comfortable we are together. Especially since there were a few additions to the usual group. I am quite surprised they weren't overwhelmed by how comfortable we are together. You think someone would freak out when they notice everyone is running around with whips and handcuffs, etc. But they adapted well. I am impressed.

So, this new person there, I dunno. I have a such a weird way in showing interest in people. I'm like a second grader. I pick on them. I tease, I poke, I tickle. I act like a bully. It's only in my nature, I guess I'm just testing the waters to see what kind of sense of humor they have. And despite all my attempts of trying not to seem curious about the person just yet, I am probably obvious as all hell.

Then, when the waters seem safe and ready to explore, I wade in slowly...shyly trying to reveal my curiosity in a way where I can see if they are curious about me too. So I stop being a bully and I begin to warm up slowly but surely. And I attempt to show any innocent affection without exploding with shyness because seriously, I am so shy with this stuff.

Eventually, I am at that point where I am ready to defy the shy and do something, anything- just to show a sign of interest. Luckily, we were already joking about spooning and such (it was a sleepover party) and I already began warming up by cutting down on the teasing and instead, being nice. The moment came, and I just did it- I put my arm around them and we cuddled. I wasn't smacked or anything, so I knew it was okay lol.

Finally. After all that, I made a definate move. I was very proud of myself. So we spooned and cuddled. And let me tell you, it has been a while since I last really held someone...like really spooning until that night. It was so nice, I could have exploded with happy, cuddly confetti or something...I don't know. It just felt really nice to hold someone like that and have them hold you back with equal reciprocation and it being okay.

Then they took my hand and held it. I couldn't help but blush because this time they made the move. Either/or, I blush, but I blushed really a lot this time because I wasn't expecting it. That was a really nice feeling, too, holding hands. I love holding hands. So we spooned and held hands and it was really, really nice. I felt really good. And we slept like that all night, with our hands intertwined and holding each other.

Actually, I woke up once in the night and noticed I wasn't holding them anymore- so I rolled over and we cuddled again. I don't really know why it mattered. I don't really know what to think about this. I just don't know. I don't even know this person enough to really know if I like them or what it is I like about them. Even though I was conscious of everything that happened...it still surprises me. A very nice surprise, but still a surprise.

Umm...yea...so here I am now. Still baffled and with my friends cooing with how cute we were last night. I don't know what to say to that. I wasn't expecting any of this at all. Bwaahhh??

I wish cuddling like that happened more often to me. I turn into such a softy but then again, I feel so powerful because it's like I'm protecting them and keeping them safe. And I wonder if they feel safe. I don't really know, but what I do know is that whatever happens, happens.

Life just blows my mind.

Jenny at 8:25 PM

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Thursday, August 18, 2005 Well shit, I started this earlier then I either got distracted or the world worked against my wishes of blogging by knocking me off. It was a little bit of both, to be honest. So, here we go again. Wednesday (yesterday) was an overall wonderful day. It started out well, it ended up well, it was consistantly oozing with wellness. Wednesday Wellness, if you wish. Many reasons. One of the biggest was that I got my license. Woot! It was quite the experience, let me tell you. But I won't right now, it's very corny and mushy how things turned out...and I already have corny and mushy things planned for later in this post. By all means, I do not want to overwhelm you with mush, mushity, mush, mush. If you wish to hear the story, ask me. I will tell you. 'Tis very moving, you might cry a little, laugh a little, experience a rollercoaster of emotions, etc. But not right now. Seriously, it's really mushy. Moooooooooving on, I got home. I basked in the glory of this newfound freedom I now possess. I called the world. Then I took a nap. Felt sick all day pretty much so I finally went to the store and bought Sprite. Yes, it was quite a boomin' day lol. But things got more exciting as time went on. I went to Vickie's house to celebrate her birthday. It was a serial killer themed party. I'll admit, it's not really my thing, but I played along for fun. Did I say my friends are amazing? They are amazing. They just keep multiplying their amazingness each time I see them. What a wonderful group of people. Little tidbit, we had to dress up as our designated serial killer and have a fact about him or her. We could have accessories if we really got into it. That only made things more interesting. Why, might you ask? Well, we had quite the kinky assortment of accessories. A whip. Hand cuffs. Pop guns (well, not so much kinky, but kept you on your toes). Umm...yea...I got a hold of the whip many 'a times. I really like the whip. I discovered I have this really kinky pornstar side to me when I have the whip. It's absolutely invigorating. And suddenly, the majority of us were morphing into these masochistic dominatrices...running around with the whip and handcuffing each other, just craziness. Honestly, it didn't surprise me at all...that's just in are nature. I mean, if we don't have whips...we only wish we had whips. And when we do have whips...we have to watch out because the whip pretty much morphs you into your own personal pornstar alter-ego. I love how comfortable we are together. Especially since there were a few additions to the usual group. I am quite surprised they weren't overwhelmed by how comfortable we are together. You think someone would freak out when they notice everyone is running around with whips and handcuffs, etc. But they adapted well. I am impressed. So, this new person there, I dunno. I have a such a weird way in showing interest in people. I'm like a second grader. I pick on them. I tease, I poke, I tickle. I act like a bully. It's only in my nature, I guess I'm just testing the waters to see what kind of sense of humor they have. And despite all my attempts of trying not to seem curious about the person just yet, I am probably obvious as all hell. Then, when the waters seem safe and ready to explore, I wade in slowly...shyly trying to reveal my curiosity in a way where I can see if they are curious about me too. So I stop being a bully and I begin to warm up slowly but surely. And I attempt to show any innocent affection without exploding with shyness because seriously, I am so shy with this stuff. Eventually, I am at that point where I am ready to defy the shy and do something, anything- just to show a sign of interest. Luckily, we were already joking about spooning and such (it was a sleepover party) and I already began warming up by cutting down on the teasing and instead, being nice. The moment came, and I just did it- I put my arm around them and we cuddled. I wasn't smacked or anything, so I knew it was okay lol. Finally. After all that, I made a definate move. I was very proud of myself. So we spooned and cuddled. And let me tell you, it has been a while since I last really held someone...like really spooning until that night. It was so nice, I could have exploded with happy, cuddly confetti or something...I don't know. It just felt really nice to hold someone like that and have them hold you back with equal reciprocation and it being okay. Then they took my hand and held it. I couldn't help but blush because this time they made the move. Either/or, I blush, but I blushed really a lot this time because I wasn't expecting it. That was a really nice feeling, too, holding hands. I love holding hands. So we spooned and held hands and it was really, really nice. I felt really good. And we slept like that all night, with our hands intertwined and holding each other. Actually, I woke up once in the night and noticed I wasn't holding them anymore- so I rolled over and we cuddled again. I don't really know why it mattered. I don't really know what to think about this. I just don't know. I don't even know this person enough to really know if I like them or what it is I like about them. Even though I was conscious of everything that happened...it still surprises me. A very nice surprise, but still a surprise. Umm...yea...so here I am now. Still baffled and with my friends cooing with how cute we were last night. I don't know what to say to that. I wasn't expecting any of this at all. Bwaahhh?? I wish cuddling like that happened more often to me. I turn into such a softy but then again, I feel so powerful because it's like I'm protecting them and keeping them safe. And I wonder if they feel safe. I don't really know, but what I do know is that whatever happens, happens. Life just blows my mind. Jenny at 8:25 PM Comments: Post a Comment
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