ext_46597 (
sky-pirate-tat.livejournal.com) wrote in
31_days2008-11-25 12:12 am
[Nov 25] [Real Life] So?
Title: So?
Day/Theme: November 25 / uninnocent these conversations start
Series: Real Life
Character/Pairing:Me, Friend/Room mate
Rating: PG-17 for chatting about sex
Excerpt:“So. . .” I say.
“So?” My friend asks, playing oblivious, eyebrow cocked.
“How was it?” A cruel grin hooks at the corners of my mouth. My eyes are slant and narrow, full of devious interest.
“It. . .It was. . .nice.” Her oice is high but still, shy.
“How nice?” I say slyly and she is quiet.
“Oh come ooon. We agreed, remember? I would go to Rachel's and give your some privac on the condition you would tell all elsewise I would stay home to hear how it all went from my room
I have her cornered< after a pout she surrenders all dirty details “Okay just ask about certain things and i will answer”
I grin then my expression falls Suddenly my sexual deviant in me shatters and I stammer to ask questions.
“What? Shy all of a sudden?”
“I am not!” I say childishly, then: “o. . .okay. Who was prepared (had condoms)?”
“We both were.”
“Hmm. . . did it hurt?”
“Nope.”
“Hmm. . . what positions?”
“Oh just the standard ones.”
“What?! No interesting sex positions?!” I'm not surprised but still, I'm ashamed. “Oh god you're so vanilla!”
Interrogation ends in disinterest.
Day/Theme: November 25 / uninnocent these conversations start
Series: Real Life
Character/Pairing:Me, Friend/Room mate
Rating: PG-17 for chatting about sex
Excerpt:“So. . .” I say.
“So?” My friend asks, playing oblivious, eyebrow cocked.
“How was it?” A cruel grin hooks at the corners of my mouth. My eyes are slant and narrow, full of devious interest.
“It. . .It was. . .nice.” Her oice is high but still, shy.
“How nice?” I say slyly and she is quiet.
“Oh come ooon. We agreed, remember? I would go to Rachel's and give your some privac on the condition you would tell all elsewise I would stay home to hear how it all went from my room
I have her cornered< after a pout she surrenders all dirty details “Okay just ask about certain things and i will answer”
I grin then my expression falls Suddenly my sexual deviant in me shatters and I stammer to ask questions.
“What? Shy all of a sudden?”
“I am not!” I say childishly, then: “o. . .okay. Who was prepared (had condoms)?”
“We both were.”
“Hmm. . . did it hurt?”
“Nope.”
“Hmm. . . what positions?”
“Oh just the standard ones.”
“What?! No interesting sex positions?!” I'm not surprised but still, I'm ashamed. “Oh god you're so vanilla!”
Interrogation ends in disinterest.
