Forget the tips! Forget the tips! Forget the tips I was talking about in the last entry... Okay... Well, fine, you can go ahead if you feel they will do me any good, but I just got an idea.
You know that period just before you wake up, where your body is still asleep but your mind is almost fully awake? It is a weird limbo between sleep and wake where your mind goes a million miles an hour, and you wonder how much time you have again before you have no choice but to get out of bed.
This morning, my mind was fully on my blow job experience of the previous night, and the fact that I was unable to give Raj the happy ending for which men do the absolutely inane and the completely insane.
"What about all all those tips flez and mic used to give you use more spit focus on the head wasn't i doing that maybe i just need to practice on Raj but what the fuck does he know he's a virgin it will be as the americans put it prom night all over again i won't know what i'm doing he won't know what he's doing it will be terrible maybe i should find someone else to practice on..."
Like I said, your mind does not know how to punctuate.
A few names came to mind. I thought of Nar, but we all know how my feelings on him are changing. I thought about Chan, a mutual friend of ours. We talk and flirt a lot, then again, Chan has seen Nar and I with our faces stuck together already. I do not want him asking Nar what's going on between us before going ahead with anything between me. And there's also the fact that Chan is a very experienced guy. Very. And admittedly does not like inexperienced girls.
"I don't like being a teacher."
Strike that.
The list of names went on very much like that...
"Oh what about?... Nah..."
Then I thought about Mark. The Mark of The Penis. The main character in the first year of this diary, and making a few cameo appearances after that.
I am not even going to bother to link you guys to any entries about him - most of you know him, and those of you that don't only have to look to my first 5 entries to see what this is all about.
Honestly, I think Mark is crazy enough to do it. And every time we talk (read: everytime I need a favour of him), which is about once a month, he always says that I am the last person he had sex with. Which means he last had sex over 2 years ago. If I know anything about Mark, it is that he thinks with the little head and not the big one. Two years is only going to exacerbate that fact.
"Junior, you're a genius. You think with your head and not your peanuts." - Dancehall song
I love that song, but only because I've never heard the word "peanuts" in the song. People have told me the woman is singing "peanuts". I beg to differ. It's a conspiracy, I tell you.
Anyway, it's a crazy idea.
"Mark, I need to learn how to give a blow job, and you are my guinea pig. No, I don't want to be your girlfriend. No, I do not want to have sex with you - I mean, we can fool around, but absolutely no anal/vaginal penetration is to occur. Do you concur?"
Yeah. It's crazy. And I just think it might work.
I'm off to call him. Wish me luck.