I had a weather reality check from Thayne last night. We were talking on the phone while he was walking home, in Chicago. It was after ten his time and the temperature was below freezing. Poor thing, his teeth were chattering every now and then. No doubt he played it up just a little for me, but I doubt it didn't come from a very real place. And I said I wished I was there to warm him up. And he says me too, in between chattering teeth and wavering voice. That's when my lips purse out and the cooing sound that doves make comes out of my mouth. But he's so cute and worthy of love sometimes.
And I do say sometimes. And I mean that. Then again, I'd say the same for anyone of my friends. Sometimes people are just not in the mood to be loved and that's fine. It's called having other priorities in life.
But back to my sweetness moment...
After that, I couldn't bear to tell him that I'd been to a fucking awesome concert over the weekend. But he heard Muse playing in my car and asked what music it was and I told him. He was jealous, except he's only ever heard of Franz and The Killers. I played the Muse song where he goes: I want it now, I want it now - Give me your heart and soul... I find that song highly sexual in some way. Is it just me? Makes me want to grind up against someone I want.
I told Thayne that and he was interested until he got into his apartment and his roommate was there. Hormones tend to be put in check when others are around. Especially over the phone. Trust me. Been there, done that. :)
But last night, I had a dream. Thayne and I were making out to that song and someone was watching us. I can't remember who it was in the dream, but I was oddly turned on by the situation. I think in real life I wouldn't be opposed to doing things in public. As long as the public was friendly and it wasn't full-on sex. Ok, let's define public in my mind. Like, making out on a park bench while hordes of people jog, walk and play around you. No - not turned on. Making out at a party while others secretly look on. Yeah - kinda turned on. I think it's because it's the more appropriate publicness. More voyeuristic. And with voyeurs, they get turned on by watching, which I think is very sexy. So, I did have a very sexy dream last night.
It made me realize that I need to get laid. So, I'm definitely visiting Thayne in Ripon before going to Norway. I haven't even been kissed since I last saw him in July. Even a really great kiss would do it for me for right now. Like a super passionate kiss that from the guy's perspective says: I really want you right now. Not being kissed for six months kinda puts you in a horny state, right? I'm not some sex freak? Actually, being kissed sounds better than having sex. It's more sensual and personal in some ways. Obviously sex is highly personal, but you know what I mean? Kissing is so ultimately sexy sometimes. Yeah - I think I just need to be kissed. And then if I get laid, then so be it.
Ok, and writing emails to Thayne doesn't help, am I right? Speaking of which, I have one last one to send today or tomorrow before I leave on Friday. :)