Just waiting for my music to finish transferring to the good ole MP3, brain is on autopilot.

For those of you who are as obsessed with your music collection as I am, what are you listening to? I have everything from Vivaldi to Ludacris to Toby Keith, and I change the music in my player every few days. I listen to smooth jazz, hip-hop, country (well, Toby Keith country anyway), and don't get me started about the 70's and the 80's. I can sing "Copacabana" with the best of them. Yes, I listen to Barry Manilow, and if you don't then bend over so Momma can smack your butt!!

Anyway, any thoughts? Anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

How do you explain sexual chemistry? I just had the most sensual, sexually pleasing experience with an ex from my past. We can't talk for more than 5 minutes without disagreeing, whether it be politics or how to cook a steak so it taste it's best. But in the bedroom, oh my, in the bedroom. I tasted him all over, which is not something I usually enjoy doing, but I couldn't help myself. And he took me in ways that I never imagined I could get my body positioned for. I am deliciously sore, and actually had to beg him to stop. How is it we can have such different beliefs on life, and yet be so incredibly in tune in the bedroom? Or whereever the mood takes us? Does anyone else find this to be true in their lives?

It takes a lickin' to get me tickin' :) I'm feeling my Slut Goddess come to the fore. She is demanding, making me fantasize about wonderful slutty things like a man with a huge fetish for a large woman. He's a stranger, but that doesn't matter. It's not about names or meeting parents, it's about licking, sucking, touching. She needs some attention, and wants to be attentive as well. Nipples are erect, punani is moist and tight, wanting to be wet and filled. She, my Slut Goddess, is enticing me to do things my mother told me good girls don't do.

Sorry, was testing my blogging feet and fell a bit. What the heck do you say that you think folks might want to read about? I could wax rhapsodic about anything, but nuttin really comes to mind at the moment. So I figured I'd ramble on until I got bored or somebody came over and distracted me. Think I vote for a long, hot, strong session of distraction.