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Well well well, hello again...

I'm sorry i haven't been posting lately (or in the last few months!), but I have had an all manner of things crop up lately. I've had technical difficulties (old computer = constant maintenance!), connection loss (modem got broke :(...), relationship problems (I'm single again), job issues (yeah, erm...two words: night shift...), plus another six thousand or so challenges and shit to sort through.

Anyway, I'm back now, and hopefully, for good. I must admit I haven't been writing lately, but I do have a little story to start up again! So until then, read this little taster I wrote for a friend I work with, wanted to know this old site was about. ;)

Oh yeah, to my American friends, Happy Thanksgiving :)

His hand traced the contours of her body. Each finger sent pulses through her, each one spearing every nerve he slides over. She felt lips press her, a tongue gliding down her neck. His breath electrified her. She wanted him, desired him. Her body craved his masculinity, to feel him thrust into her deeply, to match every thrust. Her desires consumed her, it had been too long since she had felt a man's touch. She moulded her body to his, exposing her lust, finding his heat...

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Do You Know What?

Fuck it. Sometimes it takes too long in my life for me to care anymore. yet, at this moment in time, I do give a damn. Last month, I received word that my Grandma had passed away. As I was very close to her, closer than my mum in some respects, I felt completely at a loss. I lost the biggest influence in my world, and I can not turn to someone. That didn't help. Yet, if anything, I tried to keep it quiet, especially at college. I had work experience at the time, and I had to leave to help with the preparations. I was working alongside Ferdi, one of the guys that was on the course with me and took the same post as me for work experience, grilled the Team Leaders to why I weren't showing up. he already knew of my Grandma's previous stays at hospital, so when Benson, one of the Team Leaders, mentioned something about family issues, he twigged on. He called me the Friday after her death and said to me 'my condolences, mate, i hope you are coping.' Truth was, I weren't. I had time off college, I was progressively becoming recluse, and smoking more and more each day. Then the following Wednesday, I went into College. It was the day before and I only went in to grab some paperwork and have a chat to the Leaders. I took one step into the class, and everyone stopped to look at me. They knew by now, so it wasn't long before the period of awkwardness and mumbled apologies. I never get that, saying sorry to hear about death to someone. Anyway, The funeral came and went, a little revelation at a wake (apparently, the second-woman-I-have-ever-slept-with's mother grew up with my mother, both were army kids, who knew?), which surprised me, now my love life took a good turn.

Zoe, an old, younger friend from the Red Lion days, started up a relationship with a Toni's sister, Leigh. Then I found out from Toni, who is under the same roof as me, started sleeping with her behind Leigh's back. Now, me being me, saw opportunity in this situation, and I don't mean in a good way. I offered Zoe to come over for a drink between the two of us, to which she agreed. She came over, looking like she always does, tight clothes showing off near enough everything. We sat and reminisced over Apple Sourz and Stella. It's funny how much can come up from the past. Conversation moved on, and with the added courage of drink in me, ventured into her subject of her love life. She sighed for a moment, and told me the whole thing. Now, for the sake of simplicity, I'll give the basics. Her relationship with Leigh started up my chance, meeting at a house rave and hitting off from there. Soon came the meeting with Toni, and it changed again. Zoe said that every time she was with Leigh, she thought of Toni, and that included when the couple were fucking. So she started linking Toni on the sly when Leigh was elsewhere. And now she feels closer to Toni than she does Leigh, but she can't dump Leigh on that alone. Leigh takes after Toni in most respects, and that includes the self harm. Leigh, like Toni, falls for everyone she meets, so you can imagine the pain this girl has went through each and every time. Leigh said to me once before I met with Zoe that if she found out Zoe had been sleeping around, she would top herself. Same old story then.

A few drinks later, and the flirting starts. I tell Zoe about what I thought of her while we grew up, that girl who you know is going to be overtly sexual, but you know the label you would get if we slept together (There was a lot superficial-ness in those days, so image and respect counted). She laughed at that, and kissed me. I could not resist, She is insanely erotic, taking every opportunity to turn on every one in the room. Things moved quickly, ending up under the covers of my bed. the sex was good. She knew her way around a man's body, and quickly worked out what gave someone pleasure. I had a feeling she took control a lot during sex, pushing to do what she thought would be good. I didn't let her, taking charge myself and pleasured her in every way I knew. She was...impatient at times, wanting to work on me, but not getting anywhere. It's true what they about men being impatient lovers, but for a guy and an impatient woman to share a bed, well it's a different experience in itself really. Fighting to take control of the motions, dealing out the pleasure in ways that suits us best. It turned things into an exciting game.

We have been seeing each other more since then, both with the others about and in private. Only one person knows about the four way romance, and that is Stephen. He is my confidant in Chilton, so his wisdom on things help in my life. He warned me about getting involved with Zoe like that, being Toni's, and Leigh's, response to when their love interest is fucking other people. I respect his view, but I am not going to stop. I like seeing Zoe when I do, and anyhow, Toni and Leigh are too high all the time. Sounds selfish, I know, but like I said, fuck it. Got nothing to lose, ain't I?

Well, time for me to sort my life out. I shall return very soon.

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What to Say...What to Say...

Oh I don't know. Sometimes I wonder what I do about things, as in if the solution is the best one. It's been a while guys, and I have been meaning to do a new post for so long...still, now I'm here, I might as well.

Well, I have lost the job. Had a minor disagreement with a colleague, and I got a bit "heated". Gone, straight away. Oh well, at least I got the flat still. Oh look, lose that and all. Now it's the hostel period of my life. Welcome benefits. And the cheap life.

As you can see, I am a bit sarky this evening. Shouldn't be, but that's how it goes. My mind works in mysterious ways at times. The shit I pull at times...ahh, fuck it, ain't no point in it now, gotta keep moving.

Any way, where I'm living at now. Chilton House, P3 owned private establishment. Ain't bad though, got a nice bed, smallish room, yet cosy. Decent kitchen and bathroom, with cleaning and toilet gear included. The crowd in here is good as well. We have got a butch, suicidal lesbian, a young alcoholic lass, an ex-con, a straight up girl, a pretty boy, a geek, and a lazy slob of a chick. All of them good, decent people. The staff are nice too. A mad manager, who has two other jobs to do on top of running the place, a crazy guy, and a mad old cow. A weird lot, but still a good lot.

Work at the moment is thin on the ground. A few things look promising, yet you don't know in these times. It's hard I can't get anything at all. I can get courses and programmes, but not as available at times. At least I can enjoy my time here, chilling out with the others, doing some of the most random shit you can think of. Having a few random Facebook uploads of photos and videos of stupid shit. it seems childish I know but, it gets extremely funny at times. You literally can't stop laughing at times.

Anyhow, there have been a few changes in the meantime. I've been doing the naughty and sleeping around again. It's just been one of them times you know. I don't feel ready for a relationship now. I really could not be bothered to have one. Too much hassle right now. Maybe another time on that. Still though, Did have a chance with one girl. Kim, her name was. A Brummie by nature, and a serial girl to boot. Was on one of the courses that I have been on. It was during a residential, when she made a move. Best night of the outing.

Anyway, been rabbiting on too much now. Time to go. Till next time my friends.

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A Long-overdue, Long-winded, Long-in-itself, Post

Right now, where to begin...it's been nearly a month since I last posted, work of all things!, and I thought it best that I have a good update now, since I may not be able to for a while. Rolling on in, my relationship with Sonia has ended. She struck the blow because she thinks I'm an workaholic. I'm not, merely a man who is putting in the extra shifts, just so that Sonia and I can go do things and see places without having worry about anything else. She still didn't like the fact that work tied my hands for pretty much most of the seven day week, only meeting up on a sunday morning, then me disapeering off to work the late shift. I'm not one to complain, but in all my life, I have never heard such half-heartedness in all my life. When we wern't together, we would speak on the phone nigh on constantly, countless texts and emails, it wasn't as if we was not in contact with each other. Maybe it's just me, Maybe it's just that old paradigm at work. I can never be sure.

Moving on I am moving on Monday to a new flat closer to the town centre, and, admittedly, my work. The rent is cheaper, though, and it's in a nicer area. I need to buy some new furnishings though. My fridge took a beating when I moved it the other day. It sort of got...dropped down some stairs. It's costing a small fortune as it is with labour costs, giving my mates a few bob here and there to give a hand, plus a wide variety of takeaways. As well as the usual things like paint, flooring, locksmiths, etc.

I'm now promoted to assistant manager of the pub I workat, sort of. It's more like an under study to the managment, but my wage goes up a bit, and my hours smooth out a little. Only a little though, I still have to take on the extra shifts to keep the place going.

Now, I know in a previous post I said I'll try to get that video of me in the kebab shop, but to no avail. Never mind though, it wern't excactly a ground breaking routine.

So that's all for now, a bit shorter than I thought, but it's been quieter than usual this past month considering it's the holidays.

Night all.

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