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Feeling a lil like Shrek...
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Feeling a lil like Shrek... I'm feeling a little...constricted of late. I've had to share my place with others before, and have had some problems with it (don't we all...) but mostly, its been smooth sailing. Given, when I was sharing my place, it was with some pretty close friends (I have only recently moved into a place of my own...well, I don't own it, but you catch my drift). I had news last week that some relatives of mine were coming over to visit (from overseas). I'm not sure really what happened but long story short, they had problems with their initial accommodations and are now staying over with me. I don't want to be mean (they DID let me and my bf at the time, stay over when we went to the UK a few years ago), and I'm not (being mean, i mean) cos they are staying with me, but damn was I reluctant to agree.  But I did, and now, I have my aunt and her husband staying with me, well, for 6 months. 6 months!! They said they'd look for someplace cos they really didn't want to intrude but, realistically, I'm thinking that's quite unlikely (it might also be due, in part, to me uttering the words, "its ok", "Don't worry about it", and "stay as long as you'd like" :SAnyways, it's not even been a week that they've been here and I'm already finding it....a little odd, to be dressed at home I mean, come on...people who stay at home, help me out here. It's been soo long that I come home, strip, dump my clothes into the laundry bin, shower, read, mail, whatever, then sleep. Wake up, shower, do my thing, and then dress/throw some clothes on only when I leave the house. I was sitting in a corner reading earlier, and marveled at the fact that I had tights on, and suddenly felt weird enough to let out a little chuckle I've even had to have a door put in for the bathroom Anyways, that's me<b> whining. </font></b>Moving on. Dang it! I had wanted to write about a little partner swapping date i went on recently. Nothing happened, well, nothing exciting happened. But I thought it was a little weird..like weird funny enough to warrant putting it down in here But I gotta run. Post again soon.Thanks for reading! 
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Family is one thing you can't do anything about but try to lead them somewhere else. It will take a lil time, but everything will work out. Have fun!!!!!
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Yeah, feel your pain. X-wife's parents looking to relocate back to our part of the country. Was supposed to be a couple a months, turned into a couple of years. Hated almost ever second of it. Find pleasure in giving pleasure
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6 months! I've been there. Except mine was supposed to be for one month and ended up being seven. After three weeks I wanted to jump off the balcony. My place is my oasis - I hate sharing it, always hesitant.
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Shrek? You mean Fiona? Fun and Pleasure in Sunny Side Singapore. Come visit my blog and let's chat and explore.
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Better be on your guard. U never know when ur gonna forget u have guests over... And to lose your clothes then. Damn...
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Because I write and worked out of an office at home sometimes two even three days would pass that neither my wife or I had on anything more than gym shorts or a tee shirt or maybe an unsashed robe. When my parents came we suddenly had twice as much laundry of our own to do than normal. I don't think their car ever got out of the driveway before we were naked, a few times we did it standing in the little cloakroom where the front door was. A few times when we had non playing friends over we wouldn't make it to the bedroom when they left but did it in the hall, on the kitchen table, or the living room floor. We did keep something close to throw on usually. Absolutely true story. We were living together before marriage and I got down in my back after we had already scheduled the wedding. We put the bed down in the living room because I couldn't get in and out of the water bed, so I was laying there in bed in the living room naked. The bell rang, and my wife scrambled into a house dress, and I heard her asking the minister who was to marry us in. I scrambled as best I could under the cover. He had come to counsel us. So there I lay starkers under a light cover for almost an hour while he prayed and counseled us, and whenever he was looking at me she stood behind him looking at me with a shit eating grin. After that is when I started keeping clothes within arms reach.  Lust brings you together, love keeps you there, sex keeps the mechanism lubricated. 
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