“Surprise is the greatest gift which life can grant us.” – Boris Pasternak
My life has been changing in many new and interesting ways that I wasn’t quite anticipating.
January – I ended up spending the full holidays with my boyfriend. He came home with me to spend xmas with my family and they fell further in love with him. We also brought the dog and they fell further in love with all of us because of it. We had some really awesome sex, I wore slutty outfits, the whole experience was grand. He also asked me to move in with him, which I at first said ‘sure … maybe in the spring or summer’, but has since been revised. Had a lot of sick periods, in which I was totally pampered.
February – Made firm the move-in details, which results in my giving two months notice next week. Is it bad that it feels like things are moving fast, but I’m not horribly petrified? We went bed shopping last weekend, it gets delivered to our place next Friday. He’s been calling it that for awhile now, our place, but I’m still getting used to it. With this means he’s going to finally get a look at my toy collection.
Overall things have been .. great. I can honestly say that the bf is getting more and more perverted as time is going on. I like that he’s keeping me on my toes, and certain parts with a constant lingering ache. So far so good.
