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Love Stinks. Sometimes we get dumped.
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pee on leg
by mandy
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You know how sometimes, little things happen to make you realize that, to paraphrase Liz Phair, you should really make love cuz you are in it?
I know, cheap and dirty sex is fun, but what about when it is something in-between?
So an old acquaintance and me started shagging every now and then because we were both single and had had a truly fun make-out sesh in the back of his car after a late party and it seemed to bode well for our future as lovers.
But I guess I was never THAT in to him, cuz one night we had both been drinking loads of beer at a concert, and we stumbled back to my house, tore off our clothes and had sloppy drunken sex. He got up to pee a few minutes later and fell back into bed and spooned me.
Thing is, he hadn't shaken the pee off all that well, and I could feel his wet penis dribble a bit onto the back of my leg. I desperately wanted to wipe it off without embarassing him.
Now I am not squeamish or prude, and if i love someone, the can puke all over me and I will still want to kiss every inch of their body (once they have cleaned up). Farts, pee, poo, zits: all cool and human stuff.
But i started to fixate the drop of pee as it became the grossest thing in the world. I started to wonder why i had just had sex with someone who was so easy to feel grossed out by. I felt irritated and oddly detached all of the sudden from this hapless man who was spooning me and snoring lightly.
We never slept together again, and soon after I fell in love and H. was kind of pissed off that I stopped sleeping with him, but now we are friends again.
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