Let us talk about being obsessive. I have this chauvinistic pig of a co-worker which finds women to be like changing clothes everyday. Well he found a girl that, oh how he regretted knowing her, would hope most likely dreamed that he would take her seriously. This girl would email him. If he would not answer then she would call on his phone and ask him why he did not answer. She would wait for him beside his car and even look out the window to see us smoking on the parking lot. Talk about being too demanding of attention. It came to the point where just the sight of her made him nauseated. I felt bad for him but he surely was asking for it. I already mentioned to him that one of these days he would find a girl that would make him shit in his pants. Now that is what i call sweet karma.

Since i have been reading these romance novels I was wondering if I could give it a shot. Yup that is exactly what I mean! Me, as in me, to write one. Well I tried it and I think I did a pretty good job but yet I dont know since I do not have an editor. Bwahahaha. Just enjoy it and please be kind to your comments since you have to consider this is my first time trying to write these stuff and it is only a part of it which by the way should grab some attention, right?

There was no indication of love, just pure lust. Chasidy felt the color rush back into her cheeks for the embarrassment of feeling the same way about him.

He hungrily covered her sweet red plump lips with his and tilted her head as if to devour her alive. The tender but strong thrust of his tongue was making her loose all self control. The poor little lass did not even squirm or hesitate on any of the moves he makes. In a swift second they were both stark naked. He could not believe his eyes for he cannot compare her beauty to anything. He wanted to be in her and completely fill her with his love but he needs to please her and show her that he is worth the wait.

The trail of his kisses went further down her body. She has never felt such excitement and pleasure before. How could she have known when he was the first man that she ever had. Her breathing was rapid, her body shaking as she grabbed a handful of his hair the moment his lips touch her most wet and swelling private area(don’t know how to call it without sounding like shit?). She has never thought it would be this good that she tried to pull him up to show him how she desired his very touch.

He was not about ready to give in to her little protest for he has never tasted anything sweater than her. In one stroke he thrust his finger in and licked her till she yelled his name as if her life depends on it. He continually stroked her while circling her nipples with his tongue. Damn her, for her little cries got to him and he could not wait any longer. He grabbed her and positioned himself between her thighs.

She was so dazed with desire but that suddenly changed when she felt a jolt of pain run through her body. She bit her lip as she tried to hold back the tears. He whispered words of comfort and assured her it will all change in a minute. He started stirring with in her that she was arching her back yearning for more. She matched his intensity with hers to make sure that she received more of him. He groaned and buried his face on her bosom as he glided faster and harder. He was afraid of hurting her but he was wrong for every motion he made she kept her movement together with his. Her eyes that were once filled with tears of pain have only the fire of lust. He wanted to please her, he wanted her to want him, and the most he wanted her to love him.

I have been thinking a lot, which might surprise most of you since I am obviously not a thinker, about how lame I am turning out to be. Last night, crap lets just say it has been a month, I have been turning down my friends and family about going out to do whatever. I just feel that I have lots of stuff to do at home, but once I am home I find myself playing the guitar, watching dvds, drawing, playing with my dogs, reading my pathetic romance novels, cleaning the condo, paying bills or just plain sleeping. I am entitled to enjoy the things I like to do right? Two jobs, my place, hobbies and 3 dogs surely take so much of my time. How I wish there would be more time so I could do more stuff? I know that I need to budget my time so that everything will have equal attention and I swear I do but some people ask more of me than I am able to give. I know that they are upset but I can only do so much since I am in such a tight schedule. Sometimes I feel like I am neglecting things and people. But I do visit my family twice a month I know it is not much but I guess I have to try harder. Living alone has this effect on me where it seems like I can not get enough of the freedom that I have.

What the f*ck is wrong with me? Here I am trying the hardest to save money but one trip to the video/game store and I come out with 15 dvds and 2 games. Well I am not really that upset because I may have spent a lot but it is not really like I spend money this way everyday. I was watching 20/20 the other day which previewed two families. One family has both parents working with a very good paying job and the other family making less that 35K a year. Guess which family has a house a no credit card debt? Yes, it is the family making less than 35K a year. The other family is about to claim bankruptcy in few months despite their high wages. The Enconomides family is known to be the cheapest family in America, no kidding! They go to the grocery store and using a bunch of coupons. They communicate with a walkie talkie to confirm with each other the prices of goods in the store. The funny and most bizarre part is they purchase almost expired goods like deli meat or can goods. Per the Encomides family they have never gotten sick from eating expired or almost expired food. With clothing and other stuff they go to the thrift stores, 99 cent stores and goodwill. (Goodwill and Thrift Stores are places where you could buy second hand stuff.) I give them two thumbs up for making it work despite the size of their family. Man I wish I have their determination and will power.

I was listening to the radio while on the way to work and I heard something really interesting. Since 2000 there was a 40% increase of women being single and 2005 there was a 51% increase. No wonder I can not get a date! Ha ha ha ha! I guess women now a day prefer to be smart and shop for better quality instead of settling down with someone less our expectations. The fact that I am not the only single woman in the world made me feel good and worried at the same time. Good because I know that I would have more confidence to go through this and worried because how am I going to find the man for me out there with all these single women? I sure hope despite all my imperfections I would still be able to find him or vice versa.

I was watching sex in the city last night and the topic was “the zsa zsa zsu”, which is the feeling of butterflies in you stomach, knees weakening and not able to concentrate when that special someone is around. What ever they said on that episode was true that there are couples who stays together never feeling “the zsa zsa zsu” which means their relationship is mainly for companionship. I remember my first crush back in the days and I am so f*ckin stupid then but I think it has nothing to do about my innocence. I blame it all on that zsa zsa zsu kind of feeling where I would make so many embarrassing and humiliating experiences just because of one person. As time goes by and I grew older, hopefully more knowledgeable about stuff, I find myself missing having that zsa zsa zsu feeling. It is so hard to just fall in love like that when you are older or maybe this is only true for me. I think it is because we start placing conditions on things meaning we do not want to settle with anything less than what we expect. When we were kids and we liked somebody it is because we truly just like them and not because they have a nice car, clothes or can afford to take you out on a descent date. Now it seems like the zsa zsa zsu will never happen again which I hope is not true and I will be waiting for that guy that would make me feel ZSA ZSA ZSU!

I have lost sleep for a couple of days now all because of the romance novels that I have been reading lately. My coworkers are laughing at me because I am so into these books and I told them that it is one of the books that have Fabio in front. Yes, yes it is one of those sex books but I like the story. Call me hopeless romantic or pathetic and maybe I am but I like the whole thing about dukes, queens, kings, baron and all those crap. Of course not their way of life supporting slavery but just the love story itself. The fact of winning a girls hand and sometimes the girls would be so boldly as to do everything to win a man. To my astonishment I am so tantalized by these romantic novels and sometimes hoped that a guy would have enough courage to show how much he wants the girl. I know that these novels are part of our imagination and hope that it would happen in reality. But maybe I am asking for too much and hoping for something simply impossible.

Have you ever had the feeling of uneasiness and you just can not figure out where it is coming from? I have that feeling right now. It is absolutely driving me nuts. Since it is a New Year maybe I am getting the jitters of tackling new challenges that will cross my way. But yet this feeling is so strong that it is hard to comfort myself and reaffirming that everything will be okay. I do not want to feel this way for very long because I need my confidence back. I hate to be depressed for the rest of the year.