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kittykats1's blog post - Fiddle-Dee-Dee

Wednesday, September 26, 2007, 4:40:22 PM
Another day closer to the husband coming home. I can't wait. I don't know how folks who's SO's are in the military or who have to be away from home a lot do it. It sucks. They have my utmost respect because they are a lot stronger than me. I fully admit I am a wuss and can't hack it on my own for more than a couple days.

I miss my husband in so many ways and not just his cock either. Don't get me wrong I miss his cock A LOT. I find my mind wandering here and there; remembering how his cock feels, how it tastes, how much of it I can cram down my throat, etc. It is very distracting. I need a fuck and the various toys are a poor substitute. Yes they get me off but then I still feel unsatisfied and then I get peevish. I need the real deal. But there is more to it then just a cock to pleasure me, there are a myriad of reasons I miss him. Who will reach things down from high shelves while he is gone? There is a lightbulb that went out and I can''t reach it without balancing very precariously on a chair. With my luck I would fall and break my neck. Who will open the jar of spaghetti sauce with the lid that seemed to have been tightened on with an impact wrench? Who will fetch me a roll of toilet paper when I look to my left and realise that the roll is nothing but a bit of cardboard with a teeny shred remaining and I have already sat down? Who will rub my back for me when it spasms? Who will wrap themselves around me to warm me up when I am cold at night?

Always having someone else around has made me somewhat helpless. Shameful, I know. I should buck up and be resourceful and stop whining but I have come to realise that I kind of like this kind of helplessness. It's like I am channeling my inner "Gone With The Wind" character; I see myself wringing my hands while exclaiming "What evah shall I do??" when I can't figure out how to make the DVD player work or determine which remote belongs to what (they all fucking look the SAME and why do we have so many???). Then a big man comes in and takes care of it for me. My hero. What irks is that I know I am more clever than this. I just have grown very complacent I guess. I have become a lazy girl sad


Puurrs to all,

Currently listening to: Bryan Ferry "Slave To Love"

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26-Sep-07 17:09:06
been there, done that....
valleybud
26-Sep-07 21:38:03
neither lazy or complacent m'dear...;)

without sounding too sappy...it's just that the both of you have learned to appreciate each other and have "become one". That's a good thing ya know. :)

Save the psketti for when he comes home...make grilled-cheese instead. :P