Yes. This happens because I ramble a lot. I have no idea at this point on what my comment will be. So bear with me, alright?
First, let's look at this picture that got me hot all of a sudden:
It comes from Spanking Satellite, and it's attached to the sample of a story. And it sounds like a good story for me. Check out this passage:
She waited for him to lower her skirt and set her back on her feet. When it
did not happen, she looked back over her shoulder at him. Her relief soon turned
to new terror, as she saw that he was pulling off his leather belt.
“No!” she cried. “Oh, no, please don’t hit me again! I am already so sore,
I will not be able to sit down for a week!”
“For two weeks, I should think,” he replied with a brutal laugh.
How many times do I still have to mention that there is nothing sexier and more erotic in this world than a man unblucking and pulling off his belt to spank you? *dreaming* Yeah, I am allowed to dream for I wore Jack out already and he's napping. hehe
What else? Yeah... I am quite nervous about a couple of things that are meant to happen tomorrow - not spankings, for spankings give me a good feeling, not this anxiety. Other stupid things related to work - let's not talk about it, ok? So instead of that I choose to be nervous about Bratpack's latest adventures. No, not latest, but following.
Why am I nervous? Dunno. I just can't wait already to leave and have fun and be a brat and... all in all that is fun. But the best part would be knowing that we have some guys on our tail. That is always the fun part. Escaping. Getting into trouble - nothing easier. But escaping is hard and the harder, the more fun it becomes. I wanna be sweating like a pig and nervous with anticipation and my brain cooking and overcooking solutions to our problems. I wanna be in that tight situation.
Someone told me once, in HS, that I should get rid of this habbit of 'streching the string' too much. My answer was that 'The string, no matter how tensed, will never snap, because I know when to let go." It's all about the fun of pushing it as far as I can. I'll never get over that I think. Too much adrenaline is involved and I got too much used to it. Problem is, I tend to conduct my living based on this theory. When everything goes right, things are boring. So I need to tense them up a bit. Destructive, Tiggs would say. Well, that's me. Shit happens.
So now I'm nervous. Unfortunately, I have to admit secretely, just like Dante did with other stuff, that we do get caught. Where's the fun if not? We go on an impossible mission. hehe I also hope for my own good - if not for others' - that I get my butt blistered so I can calm down. Also, because I just know I deserve it. I'm boiling on the inside. Boiling, trust me. I cannot take myself anymore, that's how energetic I feel. My mind is not tired, just my body. I can't sleep, because my mind wouldn't let me. I experienced this before. I have no idea if it's normal or not, but everyone around me knows that I have too much energy for my own good. And after I use it all, 100%, I can't recover for days.
You know what would help now? That corner time I was hating so much. Maybe I should go back to martial arts. Or soccer. Or running around the neighborhood for a few hours. Or simply hitting the wall with my legs for training, hard enough to cause very deep bruises. Yeah, that's what I understood of martial arts when I was 15. hehe
At 17 I punched a guy so hard that my knucles and my hand swelled for a few days. lol What happened to the guy? God knows. He didn't die, that's for sure. Funny enough, I don't remember why I punched him. But I know I was proud of myself in a weird way.
Oh crap! Enough rambling. Let me go waist my energy in other ways. I should go play darts or something... If I don't calm down, I'll annoy the shit out of Jack. And NO, I still don't wanna do bunjee jumping!!
I feel bratty. To the max. Pumped up. I wanna be like one of those rebel kids in movies, drinking beer and driving drunk. And getting caught. lol Hey, anybody watched Twin Peaks, the series? I used to be in love with Bobby Briggs, just cuz he was the rebel kind. hehe The kind of person you would like to slap to make him/her shut the f*ck up.
Alright... some movie is gonna start and Jack is waking up... gotta go.