Bad ethnic food experience
Before settling down to some quality time at the Reef with JC and DS (my old college roommates), i had some high hopes for the Grille from Ipanema. i've never had their Brazilian food, but the menu looked tasty enough. we ordered the alligator for appetizer, which went down like reconstituted chicken and fish. my entree ended up being chopped chicken, collard greens, and rice. all very greasy.

it's one of those meals that stays with you, and not in a good way. it sits in your stomach; it plays tricks on you. after a while, everything in the Reef started to smell like greasy Brazilian meat to me. the smell hit me again when i walked by my neighbor's door. this food is going to give me nightmares.

I can't believe that happend...
Man...crazy. Last night I was at David's, and I was quite pleased with the drastic change he made by moving from the 2 trailors fused together, to the 3 story luxury house that is his new home. He deserves it for all the shit he has been through, and everything that he has done for others.

Anyway...as grand and beatiful as the evening was, something tramatic did happen. We were watching Porn movies in his basement and we started fooling around naturally. You see...we've had sex about 4 or 5 times now, and it still hurts. When we first had sex I didn't bleed, which made me believe that I had lost that membrane in some accident or tampon use type thing. However last night proved me completely wrong. David was fingering me and he went in extremely deep and when he pulled out his fingers were more or less coated in a thin coat of my blood. This frightend me quite badly. Why? I don't really know. I just started tearing up and he looked at me with the most concern I have ever seen in someones eyes when they've looked at me. It was a bit surreal, and I hated the fact I was crying so I managed to stop myself. I then ran to the bathroom cleaned up and calmed myself down.

I just didn't know, and assumed something different had happend but that wasn't the case. I've been a little depressed since then, but I think I'll be alright. Maybe now things will be easier in the sexual means...

Sex
Alright people...this is where you have the choice to read on or not. Don't ridicule me for what I say, and don't even try to say that I shouldn't put this up here. This is my blog, and I decide what goes on it and what doesn't. Anyway...on with it...



I've been wanting to write some thing on this blog related to sex since the day I created this blog. I choose this one over my other blog because people I know and come incontact with daily don't read it. The only person who I do know that reads this is Steven, however I don't think Steven visits here anymore because of my infrequent post rate.

The subject is sex as you can tell from the title. Not so much wether it is right or wrong, just my decision on it. I havn't told anyone this(save for Jill), yet I decide to put it on a public blog...don't ask. No one knows how David and I got together. I asked him out on a date on Grace's birthday, and he excepted. It didn't feel like anything serious, I just realized that night that I had a thing for him. It was just like a sort of promise to hang out rather than a date. However we never really set a date. Then a month or so ago he asked me to go camping with him and his family. I was kind of a last resort because all of his other friends backed out. I was surprisingly allowed to go because I helped out with the house so well earlier that day. So he and his dad pick me up. We stop at his house to get some things, and then we go to the camp grounds which were by a lake. We find a place, and we hang out together. I soon find out that David and I would be sharing a tent together, and he had forgot his sleeping stuff so I would share mine with him. Come dusk, we decide to go to the lake. It was about a half a mile away, and we raced each other there. He won of course...

The thing was that the entire time before and during out time at the lake that night we talked about porn and flirted without shame. Then we get to the lake and it's beautiful, right at sunset. Then David starts talking to me about Bruce Lee(his hero) and karate, and I was captivated by the passion he excerted about it. Then we start walking back leaning on each other because we are "tired". Then we laugh and joke, and he groped my butt. He makes some comment about having a nice butt, and continues to flatter me about how nice my body is. Then we stop and I look up. Right when I look up he kissed me, and it was special. Then we continue back giggling to the camp. When we get back we eat some dinner and talk. Then we move back to the tent. After a while his parents go to bed leaving us alone and awake in our own seperate tent across the way. We of course start making out, and really get into it. Then after a few moments of passionate kissing and heavy petting, David looks at me through the dark and asks "Do you want to? I have protection, but we don't have to if you don't want to."

This left me in a moment of uncertainty, yet complete certainty. I know with Scott we almost had sex, but never had the guts or the time to do it. However, here I finally am with that time and with someone I actually care about. I looked back at him and asked "Does it mean anything?" and he responded with "If it means something to you then it means something to me" Then I whisperd "I love you" and he whisperd it back and we had sex twice that night. I remeber waking up the next morning before everyone and his arms were laying across me in this protective hug. I was so content, and I gently removed his arms and sneaked out to go to the shower. When I returned I kissed him awake, and the look he gave me when he opend his eyes was amazing. He wrapped his arms around my neck and brought my face down for a good morning kiss and an I love you.

I suppose I'm writing about all this now, because this past Thursday we feed our passion again for the first time since our first time. I've never been so happy with someone before, and it makes me even happier knowing that he treasures me. I'm so glad that he's moving out of that Hell hole and moving into his grandparents house. I'll get to go visit him now, since my parents actually like his grandparents. He deserves alot for all he does for people.