could have answered that, and had been a good cut. I put in a situation: shopping center outside Madrid, south, dinner at a pizza which I do not feel like going (not even mentioned, because most wins ... and all but I wanted to go to Pizza Garden: a site with a finite pizzas in Rome did not even graze the 5).
And near the end of dinner, the boyfriend of a friend (she with a posh toquecillo sometimes, but very nice and pleasant, he, jokingly, tall, not particularly handsome, but with lips that catch my attention every time I see them: ehh, no, I do not like, heh ... I'm just describing a little) comes off a smudge of chocolate on a pullover shirt, knowing it would be Tommy Hilfiger, Hackett or, dearer still, and he begins to withdraw as much as possible with a napkin. I say, without thinking, the following sentence: I like to suck.
is true: I have no complexes. When sometimes I actually spotted, without stopping a second, I get to lick with his tongue shirt. May sound dirty, but it usually works, although not completely clean, there is usually almost without trace, heh.
But immediately on their heads came the second meaning of my sentence. "Uyyy, which sounds bad what you said," So like you suck, lol "... and other phrases like that. I told them that I meant the shirt, but a few seconds later I regretted (in order) not giving them the opportunity to hear "Yes, I like to suck, what happens. Interpret as you please. " It would have been great because, after a moment of light-red face flushing and I have been very happy. I have felt for a moment free. But I could not. No I have so many eggs, heh.
PD: And the fact is that I have not sucked any, but I know I could try to like it. Or at least a body warm hug, a good guy who makes me feel safe. And kissing lips only a moment before me have said "I feel comfortable with you." But that still only dream!
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