Our getaway was just what the doctor ordered. Though I could use some more, no question.

Misty/boy-side and I had some fantastic quality time together talking about his recent need for others. It’s been overwhelming me lately, plus I have been carrying around my heartache (see heartbreaker posts), and we haven’t had a distraction free zone to really focus on these things. Communication, baby. It’s sexy.

S/he really helped me feel more at peace with everything. At the end of the day, I fell in love with him wild and free… I have no wish to change him. But the idea of being pushed away has had me feeling even more forgettable and worthless than I was already feeling.

“I want us to have a sex positive group of friends that we can hang out with an occasionally have sex with – but not every day. You are my person and touch stone. We are an US. I am not looking to replace you. At all. I want you by my side always.”

It felt good to hear. And feel. Not just words but actions.

We went for a walk and I saw some crazy graffiti off in the distance on a rock face. I took a picture. It made me think of heartbreaker, and Misty knew. S/he kissed my forehead, “He’s a fool for not wanting your care and affection dolly”

On the hike we found this hidden stone area – we got naked and enjoyed each other in the sun. Playful and fun we kissed, licked and touched. We’d been having a ton of sex, so ever prepared, he brought the strap on and surprised me.

“Have you ever been fucked outside with a strap on?” he asked me waggling it around ridiculously and I could not help but laugh.

“No, I can’t say that I have. Yet.” I replied, finding some shade.

“8 years and we’re still finding firsts. Plus there is all the other stuff I want to do again and again! Will you help me tighten this strap?” and I took a mental picture of his smile and they way he looked at me.

It was a good trip.