I was at my computer looking at her past the screen, sitting on the sofa and curled up with her laptop, probably on FetLife and most likely stirring up some dust and making people laugh like she is so fond of doing.
I was enthusiastically explaining the intricacies of stock options and how, by trading with time-spreads, you can make money in a sideways market by essentially waiting for nothing to happen.
Throughout my diatribe, she looked at me intently, no sign at all of eyes glassing over. Encouraged, I could see that she was intensely considering the financial implications of trading in not only bullish and bearish markets but even in non-trending markets.
I saw a light go off behind those lively, green eyes and a smile graced her face. I stopped my monologue and invited her to jump in and contribute her insight.
Her smile grew wider and then she proclaimed with complete conviction,
“Your come tastes really good.”
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Gorgeous juxtaposition! Made me laugh and smile.
Love, licks and lashes,
-Lil
*LAUGHS AND LAUGHS*
It is all in the jacuzzi of thought.
LOL! LOL! LOL! Well, it does. Oh God, it really, really does.
*laughing* I too have had those moments…I believe I said “…tastes like coffee” and received a “really expensive coffee” in response.
You Doms really need to understand that even those of us who are intelligent, savvy and quick-witted…there is a significant loss of neural function in your True Domly presence. We can’t help it. You just do that to us! We have conversations that I completely have no memory of. I ask questions I should already know the answer to. You tell me things three times and I look at you blankly because they are gone in an instant. You say things, funny and interesting, things that I wish I could hear but I look at your eyes and watch your lips and drift off thinking about what just happened or what is about to happen…
…and all I can do is happily sigh and smile sweetly hoping to be forgiven for being lost in your presence.
xxx JaT