8 am I got that message (I'm sorry-I'll email you soon) from A. That stressed me out. I also woke up to find out that W's boyfriend dumped her right after I spoke to her last night. Those two titbits of information got my brain thinking all the way into town to drop G off at work.

I spent the morning tiding round, playing with E and sorting through clothes that no longer fit me. It's a nice feeling to know with certainty that I will never fit them again.

L came round this afternoon. I'm really starting to like her! I kind of wrote her off as devastatingly beautiful and a little too girly to be proper friends with. Today however L spilled the beans on ALL sorts of sexy info and I'm starting to really like her!

Not ONLY was L a lesbian years ago (if you could see a picture of her and her X I'm sure it would turn even the straightest of girls!) but she has some very interesting friends indeed! Friends who have swinged (swung? were swingers? WHAT'S THE LINGO!?) and confided in me how much she too misses fooling around with women.

At the time I was like a deer in headlights! Shit, in my head it's a wasted dirty opportunity but in reality there were 2 kids in the room and things were not as sexy as they could be! Otherwise the fantasy involves us kissing and caressing until we're both well and truly wet and then L going home and fucking her b/f for the first time in 6 weeks(!). Reality isn't like porn sadly.

Other titbits L told me: Her partner told her before I had even met her that I seemed quite DIRTY! LMAO Takes one to know one? Apparently not! He is very insecure about her being with women and therefore she hasn't since she's been with him. I said ditto about me and G except that G and I have been together for 7 YEARS! I think she felt my pain...

It all got me thinking. And getting high didn't help stop the cog wheels. Long story short, I may have tried to convince G that I should be allowed to make out with girls if I should so desire. He said he'd think about it but that he understood the appeal of breasts as he couldn't live without mine. :) OMG for a life where even the slightest possibility of naughtiness being within my reach!

Then we discussed how 'thinking' and 'doing' are different things and how the consequences can rear their vicious heads in the light of day or possibly post orgasm. I told him I knew that for a fact because when I slept with a girl I was friends with in high school I only did it because I had fantasised about it even though actually letting her eat me out wasn't nearly as sexy as my fantasy had been.

Well, I made the mistake of saying 'eat me out' whilst wearing new red lace knickers and bra. We spent the next hour and a half having sex in the kitchen, in the hallway, on the stairs and then finally in the bedroom where we were interrupted by the lady who is taking my dog when we move to Toronto actually returning said dog as she had been at theirs.

After that the mood was ruined. I mean, not for me obviously cus it would take a lot more then answering the door to someone in the middle of sex! But G somehow lost interest. I'll molest him in his sleep later and get my way.

Anyway, made myself a roasted mushroom whilst writing this but it doesn't want to live inside of me. I also made some duck soup base today and will make it into a lovely duck noodle soup tomorrow which hopefully I will be able to eat.

So A finally emailed me this afternoon and I'm well and truly unimpressed with him. I don't think I can forgive him for abandoning me again like he did when I broke up with him. I really would have respected his decision had he done it to improve his relationship with his wife rather than to punish me. I'm over it.

I've been chatting to W trying to convince this gorgeous girl that just because the guy with no name dumped her doesn't mean that he was good enough for her to begin with! To be brutally honest he lives at home, is slightly mentally imbalanced, seems addicted to unattainable relationships not to mention the fact that he tried to get W and I to make out in front of him walking home Friday. Picture a guy drunkenly stumbling down the street shouting, "Just kiss! I know you love eachother! It would be so beautiful..." ! What must my neighbours think!?

W has told me tonight I will NEVER see her breasts. I'd been half-heartedly trying to get a picture of them off of No Name and now it looks as though that is never going to happen. Shame as W is gorgeous in a very unique way.