Lots of time and energy for sex today. We woke up about lunchtime, the Salty Sailor woke up shortly afterwards and we had sex. We met up with some friends in the evening and went to a Ron Mueck art exhibition, then home, an early night and a quick Hornblower. His salty water just tasted as normal, but there seemed to be less of it, maybe because it was Jason's third orgasm of the day. I must admit I'm beginning to wonder if the pills will have any effect.
Uneventful day at work, then off to the pub for 9pm. We got fairly drunk and then headed back to the flat with some friends. They left about 5am and we settled down in bed to watch some porn on the laptop. Mostly blow-job porn. I was amazed at the different techniques. Nothing like the gentle approach that Jason prefers. We got quite frisky and ended up having sex, but no tasting - probably just as well after all the alcohol consumed. I don't think I like alcohol-flavoured spunk!
Back to work, still feeling rough, but I needed to get out of the flat due to cabin fever. There's only so much surfing of the internet a girl can do…. or is there? Nothing to report really. We were busy in the evening. No tasting, no sex and no naughtiness today. A sad day indeed!
Still off sick from work folks, but feeling better. I've had a few messages from people wondering if the sperm-testing and sore throat are linked. I hope not because whenever I feel unwell Dr Jason usually prescribes his own warm, milky bed-time drink. Anyway, Jason got home about 5.30 and after we'd caught up with our emails, we gave each other that knowing look and hopped into bed for a mid-evening quickie. Nothing left over for a tasting, though.
Ah, another day at the office. A colleague was sacked. :-(. I understand why but not how. :-( I went to the gym. I'm currently dyeing my hair *gulp*. And worrying about how I'm going to make it to the end of the month because I have splurged stupidly with money. Oh well. Same old, same old. Why is it that no matter how much you earn, if you are crap with money you still end up living in your overdraft??!
Friend coming over for dinner tomorrow so… First tasting will be the weekend.
Life is good but just… it slips by so goddamn first.
Well, I started the day at 5.15am and ate my dinner circa 9.30pm so I'm afraid I have nothing remotely sexual to say! Does anyone have any idea who to find spare time during the day (for anything)?! And we don't even have kids!
Went swimming with my mum this evening. After spending after about an hour and half trying to get through to / get information out of Carphone Warehouse. Did you know that there are WEB PAGES dedicated to their lack of customer service???!
Ummm. Am tired. Sorry for naff blog. Will taste this weekend. Just think, in a few more days' time you won't have to read my witless ramblings anymore…. ;-)
Still off sick from work. I'd like to think I'm sounding a bit like Mariella Frostrup at the moment but I think Barry White's probably closer to the truth. Jason got home about 8 and we had a fairly early night. Jason offered to 'service' me. He enjoys taking care of my needs but it wouldn't have been fair to take advantage of him tonight because he was really tired. So no-one was tasting anyone…
Well, we went to see Slava's Snow Show this evening. A show by clowns for children. Sweet and sad and enchanting and amusing. And with lots of large inflatable balloons! It was absolutely lovely but I have to say the highlight of my evening took place in the ladies loos at the end of the show. No, no, no. Don't be so disgusting. There were loads of kids around!
I stood watching for a few minutes whilst a girl of about seven or eight spoke to her younger sister through the door of one of the end cubicles. It quickly became apparent that the younger girl was stuck. I watched a little to see if anyone else had any bright ideas (I know I have a tendancy to steam in and be inconsiderate of others if I think someone needs rescuing).
Nothing happened. I went up to the door and tried to turn the lock from the outside, first with my nails and then with a coin offered by another lady. I could hear the child on the other side whimper as I failed and failed again.
I cleared my slightly tiddly voiced and tried to sound calm and reassuring, "Don't worry. We'll get this open in no time. These doors are designed to be easy to open". I frantically searched my brain for an image of something I might have in my handbag that might be wider than a coin and serve as a… screwdriver.
I found a bottle opener I had bough in a recent trip to the seaside and had the pleasure of announcing, "I thought that bottle opener migh be useful for something!" as I finally twisted the implement hard and released the door and young girl. Her dad didn't seem to believe her when she told him what had happened!
OK I am boring you. Listen, the sperm doesn't taste of apple. What can I say? Shane has taken two pills EVERY DAY. Maybe, at the end, there will be a taste of something akin to green apple but I'm not holding my breath. So sue me.
Day: Monday 2/10/06
Location: In bed
Circumstances: A quickie after sex to finish him off
How did he taste? Neutral, maybe a hint of sweetness or maybe just wishful thinking
Sperm Test Rating: 7 (1=normal, 100=Golden Delicious Apple)
Took the day off work today - my throat is no better. I spent the day eating soup and ice lollies. Jason pampered me when he got home - he cooked for me and brought me Strepsils and we had an early night. We began by having sex side by side and finished up with him in my mouth. Another tasting! I hope I haven't given him my throat infection.