Funeral

Well, went to a funeral today - which is always hard -but this was a really close friend who I'd known for years and years. Our families had spent Christmas together for several years, so almost family really. Well, these sorts of things always get you thinking, don't they? He'd known he was dying so had written some stuff to be read at the funeral. He said he genuinely had no regrets and had lived life to the full. Well, it really got me thinking about things - do I live life to the full - well, maybe not. Do I have regrets - perhaps. Thought also about John Betjeman, who despite having loads of sex on the side, said his one regret was, he didn't have more sex. So, guys, maybe it's time I did something about this - what do you think. I mean, I don't think an average of four times a year (I think) is enough for anyone, do you?

So, to the news. Well, lovely conversation with the doctor last night - for someone who isn't jealous, he's mighty possessive, I have to say. But it's nice, really. And the bugger's been back on the site again - trying to make me jealous, I think. Which I am of course - no little minx had better nick him. But of course, he doesn't know about the sailor at all - I don't think he'd be happy. We do have a lot of fun, though, cos he's really clever and teases me terribly - he really is wonderful xxxxxxx So it was a bit of a shame he was called out last night, so our activities came to a premature ending. He still won't send me a photo - but I sent him a couple of me - but I don't think I care at all, so long as he doesn't smell or something. He's just lovely. Could fall for this guy big time, just don't tell him, cos it freaks him out completely - and I do understand that, really. He'll learn to trust me in time, you'll see.

Anyway, big news today, is that I'm actually meeting up with the sailor !!!! Tomorrow - fabulous. Well, I'll be so disappointed if this doesn't work out, especially after seeing his magnificent cock, god I wish I'd kept that, but I did promise. Well, we've decided, no pressure, just coffee and perhaps a cuddle, and if we really can't cope, then no problem. Don't know how I feel about this - but so anxious not to be rejected I suppose - well I get that at home all the time. Is quite a long journey for me, but never mind. And there's a possible overnighter, or at least long afternoon coming up if we do get on (please god) - but one thing at a time. I do know that he finds the guilt thing difficult - he's so nice - maybe things will be better when we meet - or worse - but at least I'll know. Will miss the cyber sex though - was fabulous - but the doctor is veeeerrrrry good at that also. And I've only got to say I'm home alone, and he's there - wonderful - not good for his phone bills though. Really must get skype - will be a lot cheaper. So wish me luck tomorrow - very exciting - who knows where we'll end up?? I know he fancies having sex in the disabled loos in a supermarket - to which I said - hey why not? But you know, there's always places like when we were teenagers, and supposedly not allowed to have sex - where there's a will there's a way. Funny thing is (well I think it's funny) that he says his daughter is allowed to have sex in the house. But he never does - not for 18 long years. So he's got to look around for somewhere outside to do it with me - funny old world isn't it?? Not sure I would have liked to do it with my parents listening next door - then or now!! However, I'm quite sure they don't think I do it anymore - well I don't much, that's true. But that's maybe about to change - watch this space!