Good at Romance

michelleSo here’s the other side of the coin – the one I don’t talk about all that much.

I’m a closet romantic.

Yes folks, deep down inside there is a soft little fuzzy kitten just waiting to find someone to snuggle with.

I know it’s not cool.

Or hip.

Or even useful.

But there you have it.

I’ve done some romantic things in my life.

I held an Easter Egg hunt in a tree house hotel room filled with Easter eggs containing sweet little compliments and promises.

  • Good for one backrub
  • I love your dedication and drive
  • Good for one home cooked meal of your choice

For another boyfriend I got a cocktail book autographed by the author so he’d have it for his collection.

And I’ve driven literally THOUSANDS of miles to hang out with the men I loved – especially Steve, Jay, and Luke – just because I wanted to be with them.

I mean, throw in a couple of 30 minute blow jobs and you’ve got me nailed to a tee.


Couldn’t help myself.

[Hope my mom didn’t read that!]

In the end, it would be nice to be a little more romantic and a little less bawdy.

Bottom line is – it’s not like I’m incapable of romantic gestures.

I just don’t have the outlet.

Right now.

Just prepare yourself for a tsunami of sex and romance when it does happen.


slutI never thought I’d be one of THOSE women.

The women who entertain more than one lover.

But the fact of that matter is that I am.

There is a small, selective group of men who I have as lovers.

Marina calls it “The Stable” and I think that according to her, every single woman needs a well-stocked stable of men to keep her busy.

I remember in college feeling SUPER SLUTTY when I had sex with two different men during the same weekend.


But now, there are these men who I go out with, who I have affection for, but whom I don’t bring over for Christmas and holiday dinners and yet we sleep together.

They’re good friends as well as lovers.

And, you know, they keep me busy while I wait for The One to come along.

Heaven knows it’s taking a LONG ASS TIME.