Gris, you're sexually compatible and you enjoy spending time with her, so I would just tell her that you are not sure you are looking for a serious long term commitment right now(which to me sounds a lot better than I am not sure if I can head over heels for you yet), but you want to see where this leads. Also, you're young and I think you should take some of the pressure off yourself. However, at 29 I am in my first long term relationship of my life, so take my advice fwiw.
I'm not on the ship. I'm in the ship. I am the ship.
River ,'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 32: I think I'm sobering up.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
sj - Oct 02, 2006 6:23:40 pm PDT #5795 of 10000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Gris - Oct 02, 2006 6:39:01 pm PDT #5796 of 10000
Hey. New board.
Yep. Talking is good. Gonna do that. Now, gonna go to bed. Should've gotten more work done today. Still sick. Tomorrow will suck. Bah.
sj - Oct 02, 2006 6:44:07 pm PDT #5797 of 10000
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Feel better, Gris. I finished my schoolwork and am headed to be now too. Night, Bitches!
Aims - Oct 02, 2006 7:37:54 pm PDT #5798 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Well talk about a cocksucker.
I ran out of quilt squares.
SuziQ - Oct 02, 2006 7:39:55 pm PDT #5799 of 10000
Back tattoos of the mother is that you are absolutely right - Ame
Well talk about a cocksucker.
Not gonna say it. Not gonna say it.
billytea - Oct 02, 2006 7:40:39 pm PDT #5800 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
Well talk about a cocksucker. I ran out of quilt squares.
The little ones loved the old dear, but still their parents had come to dread the weekly visit to Grandma's.
Lee - Oct 02, 2006 7:40:49 pm PDT #5801 of 10000
The feeling you get when your brain finally lets your heart get in its pants.
ooh, ooh, can I?
Aims - Oct 02, 2006 7:41:27 pm PDT #5802 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Shut it, you.
Aims - Oct 02, 2006 7:42:21 pm PDT #5803 of 10000
Shit's all sorts of different now.
Seriously. I ran out of quilt squares. I've got 5 rows done, I need 13. I've emailed the nice lady I bought them from and hope hope hope that she'ss sell me 50 more.
billytea - Oct 02, 2006 7:43:31 pm PDT #5804 of 10000
You were a wrong baby who grew up wrong. The wrong kind of wrong. It's better you hear it from a friend.
I've emailed the nice lady I bought them from and hope hope hope that she'ss sell me 50 more.
Did you title the email "Talk about a cocksucker"?