The night before last, as I lay next to C_ , my lover, I asked him if I could start this blog. He laughed sleepily, and glanced at me from the corner of his eye, as we lay sprawled out, exhausted. We had, between us, used every bit of our combined energy to achieve this state of blissful lassitude. I was still gasping for breath from our efforts.
It may be a strange request, under normal circumstances. I don't think that asking for permission to write someone into a blog, is very sexy, most of the time; but it went something like this: Me: "Can I....*gasp* maybe ....*gasp* write...um......a......blog....about....this?" Him: "*pant* *snicker* sure." Somehow I knew he would say yes.