What the h… was I thinking?!?

To make a long story short, co-worker is moving in with me in two days. It is nothing permanent. He was going to rent a new apartment, but the Spaish guy who lives there doesn’t speak English so there was some misunderstanding about when he was supposed to move out. Co-worker therefore found himself without a place to live until the 13th. AT work sunday, he seemed a bit frustrated. He is generally a very nice guy, so it’s quite easy to see when something bothers him. I asked and he told me about his precaire livingsituation. I aksed him if he had a place to sleep that night and he told me he was crashing on a friend’s coach. There are three bedrooms in my apartment and one of them is empty so I said that if he needes a place to sleep, he could come to my place. He looked at me a bit perplex and I think it troubled him a little. Yesterday, he called and took me up on the offer. He is moving in on Thursday. I am REALLY looking foreward to it. I hope it won’t be a disaster. 

Love Mandy

Angel on earth

Last night we went to bed at the same time. He was supposed to sleep on the coach, but after a while he joined me in my bed. Insecure at first, as he was exploring new territory. Without giving you the details, he got on top after a little cuddling. It was nice. Women need to feel close to their man and it was just as intimate I prefer it.

Right now we are sitting on the coach. He has his head on my stomach and he is sleeping while I work on my laptop. I like the tough of a male again. Just laying on the bed with his head between my breasts. I had almost forgot how a caress fast can turn into tickling because men sometimes are a bit clumsy. The good thing is that he is not that messy and the most important: he does not play computer games at all. He think they are boring, which means that we have a lot of time to spend together just doing nothing. I love the beginning of a relationship when you cannot get enough of the other and you want to spend every single second of every day together. He is almost perfect.

Finally. It took a while to repair this broken heart, but now, chances are I have a new man in my life. His name is Raphael and a quick search on wikipedia told me that he might be named after an angel with healing powers, which I could need. 

                         

Isn’t he cute? Yeah, the photo is fussy, but try to take a picture of your chest while you are sitting with a chinchilla on yourself. Not the easiest situation… Raphael himself, the one and only 🙂

Love Mandy