We cuddled and snoodled and slept the sleep of those who have righteously danced their asses off. But there was no actual marriage night sex.
The sleeping, though? EPIC. Waking up the next morning was like being born all over again.
Mal ,'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
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We cuddled and snoodled and slept the sleep of those who have righteously danced their asses off. But there was no actual marriage night sex.
The sleeping, though? EPIC. Waking up the next morning was like being born all over again.
our ceremony was in the lobby of our inn, so all we needed to do was walk upstairs. We were all riled up and emotional anyway.
We did, but then we eloped, so nothing to be tried about. I am sensing an elopment theme with Nora and myself and the marital night sexy times.
Yes, exactly.
We did, but then we eloped, so nothing to be tried about.
Same here.
I did, between the ceremony and our dinner out.
Nora, you WIN.
Even though we eloped, my stomach was in knots that night (excitement? Seafood? Who knows), so we just collapsed. No big. Plenty of time for sexytimes aside from the wedding night.
Java, thanks so much for setting up the site. Our rescue Westside uses YouCaring, and I've been very impressed with them.
We'd spent the day at the spa, then hung out getting pictures taken and got married (which took all of 15 minutes), went up to the room, engaged in marital relations, took showers, went out to dinner at the place next door to our inn. I walked back from dinner barefoot.
On an unrelated note, I'm watching the rave episode of Spaced and losing my shit it's so funny.
My second wedding, no. My first wedding, yes. Three times.
Three times.
Sure; you were a young stallion! I am a decrepit old lady.