superlittlegirl
Polymorphous Perverse
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- Apr 9, 2002
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Sometimes, something will happen that makes me take a step back and really look closely at myself, and examine the way I live my life.
One of those things just happened.
I was posting on the Monday thread with Lance, when suddenly the electricity went out. The cable modem is dependent on electricity to do its thing, so I couldn't send my reply. I waited here in the dark, thinking about the weight of exactly what I wanted to say. I wished the electricity would come back on. When the wishing didn't work, I closed the lid of my laptop and waited in the dark.
A few minutes elapsed, and I got an idea! I decided to masturbate, and I decided to do it the old fashioned way-- without the help of any devices that would rely on electricity for power. I got out a couple of toys, went to the bathroom sink to wash off the few stray cat hairs, and got out my lube.
I got all comfy, in bed, ready to do the deed. And then the electricity came back on! So I opened up the laptop, to write down the observation that crossed my mind-- the contents of this very post.
(Yes, I will be disappearing for a few moments. And yes, I'm going to stick to the plan of celebrating the more primitive mode of autoeroticism.)
The commentary that compelled the commentary amused me, though. For me, it was a realization of some sort, though I'm not sure how life changing.
One of those things just happened.
I was posting on the Monday thread with Lance, when suddenly the electricity went out. The cable modem is dependent on electricity to do its thing, so I couldn't send my reply. I waited here in the dark, thinking about the weight of exactly what I wanted to say. I wished the electricity would come back on. When the wishing didn't work, I closed the lid of my laptop and waited in the dark.
A few minutes elapsed, and I got an idea! I decided to masturbate, and I decided to do it the old fashioned way-- without the help of any devices that would rely on electricity for power. I got out a couple of toys, went to the bathroom sink to wash off the few stray cat hairs, and got out my lube.
I got all comfy, in bed, ready to do the deed. And then the electricity came back on! So I opened up the laptop, to write down the observation that crossed my mind-- the contents of this very post.
(Yes, I will be disappearing for a few moments. And yes, I'm going to stick to the plan of celebrating the more primitive mode of autoeroticism.)
The commentary that compelled the commentary amused me, though. For me, it was a realization of some sort, though I'm not sure how life changing.
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