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off topic here briefly - if you've been IMing me on Yahoo(since oh, December), I finally got all those messages today - I haven't been ignoring you! Trillian just sucks and ate all my messages... but I think I've got it figured out now ;)~~So I went to hang out with Scott tonight. If you're in the loop, you know Scott is my sexy fireman, and we've been talking about having sex forever. and I drove out to his place, which is about 20 minutes from me, minus the scenic tour through the airport I always manage to take. For the past two weeks, we've been talking about it. Like, "the next time I see you, I'm fucking your brains out!", and we've gotten each other all psyched up for it, like a coach before the big game. We've been pep talking each other about how good it's gonna be, and how we can't wait. I get to his house and park my car, he meets me at the door, and we're all over each other. Standing in the entryway, he picks me up and leans on the wall and we're humping each other, making out, I'm tearing his clothes off. You've got to understand that it was frenzied, like "i need you naked, right NOW".We somehow make it to his room and slam the door, completely giving up on getting undressed, he just pulls his sweatpants down and my jeans half off, hanging on one leg, and gets a condom. So it's like, "Yes! Finally!", and he's on top of me, and forces his way inside, because boys, let me tell you, it's all about the girth. And, oh my God, it was good. He's on top of me, his face in my neck, my legs around his waist, my hips meeting his thrusts, and it's just starting to get really really impossibly good, like, I'm going to start scratching his back and calling his name soon, and he moans in my ear. And moans again. And I'm thinking... "nah.. he's just into it."And then he pulls out, and I look down, and my jaw probably dropped. And he rolls over and smiles and asks, "wasn't that fun?" and my wiseass comment was "uh, that was quick". (less than 5 minutes) So he laughs and says it's been awhile, tells me to lay down, he'll be ready again in a few minutes, and that time it'll be way better. So I'm willing to give him the benefit of the doubt, and do just that, and we cuddle into his bed. He gets hard within a few minutes and pulls me on top of him, and he starts to slip inside me again, his beeper goes off. His work beeper. And would you believe he had the nerve to go to work? ;)