Yes, I am. Completely and painfully. You see, K forwarded me a link to his ex's blog last night. Her rather well-known blog. Her blog that I have read before. Her sex blog. Where she wrote quite a bit about them. Together. Doing...
It is really hard to read everything that she wrote about him. But I can't stop. I have been consumed, read the archives until 4 in the morning, went to bed, then woke up and picked up where I left off. She's famously talented in the erotic arts, and in fact has given lessons and written articles. She is a teacher. I need lessons.
I am so intimidated. I can't image trying to fill her shoes. Her sex-teaching shoes. Damn. He said "Don't take it that way. Don't be intimidated." Why the hell did he tell me, then? How can he think I will not fixate and obsess? I mean, there is no way I want to show him my "amateur moves" now!
***Sigh***
