The weekend and the week should switch… not enough time in the weekend

If ever a week (or part of one) should be defined by the weekend, it was this one. But to pick up from where I left off last time… we come to Thursday. The usual in the daytime, just exchanging nice emails with hija who told me people kept coming up to her at work and saying how pretty she looked and if she was going out on a date. “A dinner date” she replied, which made me happy when I read that. So I met her after her class finished, and we walked down the road kissing until we got to the restaurant, called Vinyl. It wasn’t too bad, in fact it was decent, perfectly acceptable eating! But really it was about the company, which as ever, did not disappoint. I think I could watch paint dry with her and enjoy myself. Then we briefly met up with Daisy and Janet and Christina and Daisy’s cousin, and then hija and me went to Starbucks where we talked the night away. Always a pleasure, never a chore with that young lady.

Friday night, the plan was to have a drink or two at a leaving do and then go home to look after the dogs as everyone else had gone down to Texas. Of course, I bettered that. First I had a filthy drink, a gin and ginger liquer martini which I swear had cheap gin in because it was so nasty that I added soy sauce and that made it better. Then I called hija as I was leaving, and I ended up coming round to her place, where we kissed and cuddled and fell asleep watching a movie and ate Chinese food and then had sex before bed. So it was a great evening with hija =D

Saturday, I was awoke with a kiss. I love how sweet that was. I would love to be woken up by hija kisses every day, instead of hearing “Spider Pig” play out of my phone. And so began a lovely day. It started off with me being unable to resist the infinite beauty of hija’s body, and so… we had sex. But then she had to go to class, and I had to make sure the dogs hadn’t eaten each other or set the house on fire, so I dashed back to Long Island, changed my clothes and shot back to the city. I went to Macy’s to kill some time, but I was bored and bought some clothes that I later returned that day. So I went to wait for hija to finish in the gym at the Starbucks we go to, and I read some of Catch-22, which is actually an excellent book (and thanks to hija for getting it for me). Then hija appeared and kissed me, which was very nice, and we began our tour of the city. First we went to a salon to make an appointment for later in the day for her, then we went to 9th Ave and 14th and walked to Strand bookstore on Union Square, where we spent an hour or so marveling at books as we both love them and bought some. Then we went back to the salon, hija had a Brazilian which looked really great when I got to see it, and then we went to the bar where they had the Tyra Banks thing in as it was nearby, and we had two drinks and spent the time talking and kissing and making wishes with our eyelashes. Hija told me a lovely wish, and I hope it comes true one day as I think we are awesome now so imagine if that happened. However, I am suffering some kind of amnesia as all I can remember is that the wish was very touching and lovely, but not what it was. *wink wink*. Then we went to Wendy’s for some good ol’ fat food (yes fat not fast) and by then we were so tired… went back to her apartment and we were ready for bed by 10.30. Sleepy time but it really was an amazing day… just spent doing normal things but with an amazing person… it really was just nice.

Woke up on Sunday, and tried not to disturb hija. I really liked it when she put her head on me and I felt her little breaths coming on me (little because she was sleeping not because she is small). Then… we had sex twice. Had to stop the second time because I nearly snapped my cock with a mis-thrust! Then I finished Catch-22, and went shopping for groceries (as well as being a fat-ass and having Checkers for breakfast, no wonder I put on 7 lbs this week) and came back to make cards with hija. Even doing that is fun with her. This has the potential to be just a mega relationship, I would say. I decided then to write a book review for my book log of Catch-22 whilst hija studied… I did play with her feet a little which might have riled me up a little as we kissed a little and I then basically said “Quick, quick, we need to have sex” and what followed was just amazing sex, so much so that hija has told me that I had better do that again and that I have ruined it for every other man and that was the best fucking she ever had. All of which made me feel very happy for reasons not to go into here. But =D =D I hope sex is like that lots with hija, because it was just… mindblowing. However, all good things must come to an end, and so I decided I wanted foot sex to finish it up, just finished putting massage bar onto hija’s feet when… her sisters rang the door bell. BOOOO. But really, that doesn’t matter because the sex was just OH MY GOD, lololol. That was the best sex I had ever had too. After that, I felt kind of sad as I was aware that this great weekend was coming to an end, and I wasn’t ready for it to do so… but what can you do. So I cooked and hija made cream of broccoli which was yummy and we kissed a little and then went to her friend Kendra’s birthday and that was it. If anything, that was a tantalizing glimpse of what life can and should be like, so I hope that I get more glimpses, basically.

Yesterday, back to work, booooooo. But it wasn’t too bad. Went to see hija in the evening but she had to drive her mum back home from the hospital and was a little late, but I didn’t mind as I was getting to see her anyway and I had my book to read. And besides, what kind of a bastard would get upset over that? But I saw her a while… and suddenly felt quite tired so we were quite muted compared to some other times… still was just nice to be with her OH and on the subway coming up there was this amazing dude playing the bongos and doing something called the Moose Call, I gave him three bucks and took his card, I am ordering some CDs when I am paid because they will go siiiiiick in my mixes.

Today, again didn’t do much. Work was work. Spoke with hija. Thought about how cool it would be to move in with her (lol fine I won’t buy a new oven and put it in my room)… I think it would be. At least then I would see her when she has her fieldwork for her Masters, and I can cook and clean and just enjoy being around… well we have to see how things go, but I think it would be cool. Then weekends like this weekend could happen a lot and I wouldn’t have to go anywhere at the end of it, except for straight back with hija