I’ve been remiss in not talking about the sex.
I guess it’s breakup sex. Pre-breakup sex? I’m not sure.
Anyway, it’s really, really good sex.
The other day, when I said we were just hitting our stride in the bedroom — I was incorrect. If we’re borrowing running/race metaphors here, then the more accurate description might be:
We’re like horny cheetahs… in a decathlon… with dildos.
I don’t know. I’m not good with metaphors.
It’s definitely marathon sex, but with lots of different events, and also,
I finish more often than once every three hours. ;)
My metaphors are bad, but the sex is good.
More details to follow… after I get some rest and rehydration.