Dead but still Positive

SO tired, but still holding up. At present it it half past midnight, and to be honest i do NOT want to be awake. In fact i don't know why i am. I guess i am purely restless, i cant stop fidgeting. I was just thinking about today i guess. A long long long day.

i woke up, and i do know we all have to wake up eventually, but having been in school all week i could have done with a lie in. however on the bright side i was seeing wolfy in an hour so driven furious libido and the prospect of seeing the man i love i crawl out of bed to slather on the warpaint and look decent. HA!

When i arrived, i rushed out of the car and propelled myself headlong to the door bell. As soon as i saw his flushed face i threw myself at him, (i might mention that it has been a while, and that desperation stems from the love only. honest.) it was one of the best kisses in such a long time. The time at his was filled with suspense. His family is moving and the prospect of a potential buyer, got the whole house in sanitary arms! Christ even wolfs room was tidy...
the rules of the viewing was that we act respectable. That meant no fornication or intimacy of any kind. bugger. we managed it however but only brief, a couple of close shaves regarding his youngest sibling, but heh i am still alive, so if she did see anything she didn't complain.
i think i just might add Wolf is amazing at all bases, i dunno how he does it but it always arouses Kitty. Surprisingly he is as good for me as i am for myself, which takes some beating. The supposed viewer (aka ass) did not show up. Which meant that time spent potentially rubbing up and down each other was spent playin tumbling monkeys with little sister. Not that i am complaining...

i arrived home exhausted, exhausted because the of the continual teasing suffered today from Wolf, and dumped myself on the sofa. Dad greeted me with "hey emotional baggage". nothing new there. my little sister is here with her best friend, screaming and watching horror movies, i have nonchalantly joined them, and in a desperate attempt to provent myself from doing my usual 1 am activities i have tightened my belt. Progress...
anyway, my bed calls. Kitties fingers are itching at her belt and her eyes are closing. but hey, at least i am positive. Tomorrow i can do it all over again. Yippee!

... till next time ...