Sweet Somethings

There are certain instances when we let our guard down, even the most guarded of us. P came back from his trip in HK on Thursday night. We had Korean for lunch the next day. Then we went back to his place, and after some sleepy cuddling, I suggested we take a nap.

It was a good nap, surprisingly. Normally we sleep back to back on our sides. Your body naturally resists another body trapping and cutting off blood circulation in your arm. And most of us aren’t accustomed to hot breath regularly being blown across our neck/cheeks whilst trying to sleep. But somehow, despite being physically close (I did get hot and kicked back the covers on my side), we both slept.

When we woke up, while we were still drowsy, I murmured, “If you moved back to the UK, would you want me to come with you?” P replied affirmatively, saying he’d want me with him. P then gave reassurances that he wasn’t planning on moving back anytime soon. (Damn.)

I would say with reasonable confidence that I then proceeded to give a mind-blowing blowjob. Considering that he reported that he saw stars, and couldn’t quite recall le petit mort afterwards. Afterwards, he rhetorically asked, “What did I do to deserve you?” and kissed me on the cheek. Awww 🙂

Yes I’m smirking. Like that cat who got the cream. Because I did. Apologies for the lack of class and subtlety.

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One of the best birthdays

P wins major …. whatever we are… points. I’d like to apply one term, P probably wouldn’t, but that’s another conversation.

May I present the following textual exchange:

P: Ok. Asked around. Melbourne has a higher international profile. UWA has some good world class lecturers. My boss expressed the same concerns re UWA grads as me. That probably doesn’t help AT ALL 🙂

Me: Yeah not really. It’s alright, thanks for asking for me 🙂 how was your day?

P: So so. You sounds [sic] a bit down. You ok?

Me: Seriously, how do you pick this kind of thing up?!

Ok, I think my reply was fairly open to interpretation. How did P know I was stressed?! P rang straight away and let me talk it out. Even though I talked it out with Mum and Dad, and bitched about it to Bec from work, I’m relieved to have talked to P about it.

At least I found her blasted red book. I gave it back and apologised, and she demanded, “What about asking for my forgiveness??” I thought, “I don’t want anything from you. Especially not your forgiveness.” She must have forgotten how it works. You can’t demand it. Her forgiveness is a power play to have me grovel and I won’t do it. I wrote as much to Dad. I told him how much I didn’t want the Prius if that was the kind of strings attached to it. What a despicable person. I said to Dad last night, “I hope she doesn’t get me anything for my birthday because I would want to refuse it.” Thank goodness she hasn’t.

Anyway. Enough of her. Let’s finish on a positive note.

P is taking me to P’tite Ardoise Bistro for my birthday. It’s really expensive. And at the end of our call, P said, “Look, why don’t you come over tomorrow and sleep over after dinner?”

This was one of the biggest things that tore me up inside at the start when we first started seeing each other and messing around – I always initiated contact. Obviously there has been some texts to hang out and so on, but it’s nice to feel pursued and special. Which I do.

In stiff competition for the best present is when Dad rang up and said happy birthday this morning. My present was the bank draft for the exorbitant Full Fee Place made out to the University of Melbourne. I have to pay them back slowly after I finish. They’ve sacrificed so much for me.

I tried to avoid drawing attention to the fact that it was my birthday from work mates and everyone else. N let the cat out of the bag (what a shit dude haha), and Khils and Cat were so apologetic – exactly what I wanted to avoid: any fuss at all. But despite not having hundreds of facebook wall posts and texts, it’s been a good birthday.

PS. Guess what?? In our discussion of Melbourne vs UWA, P said,

“Obviously I want you here, but I do think Melbourne is the wiser choice.”

😀 squeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!