  From: "Shannon Yevcak" To: spoolboy@autospeed.com Subject: Ketchup! Date: Tue 07/23/02 03:00 PM The Tomato family was running a bit late on their way to Church one fine Sunday morning. The littlest tomato, Timmy, kept lagging behind. Mother Tomato, sister Tomato, and even the little tomato dog tried to get him to pay attention to the walk instead of playing with the picket fences. Finally, Father Tomato went back to have a talk with his son. He stomped on Timmy and yelled, "Ketchup!
" >**If you can, lets take these to email! My inbox is about full on .org and I WANT to keep these!!! I've been doing so well at keeping everything I will stop keeping these eventually, but I'm not ready to quit yet. When we're like 80 sitting in rocking chairs on our porch, I want to be able to say "Hey, remember when we first met? " And be able to pull up these old emails and PM's and stuff, so we can read them. Then, if we are still both up to it, go fuck like crazy!
Ok, here I am. This PC and Hotmail don't always get along, Hotmail seems to perform Illegal Operations constantly... Free = suck, have I mentioned that? You're so sweet! When we're 80 sitting in rocking chairs, huh? *cute* Yeah, well, at the rate we're going, maybe we'll *finally* be fucking by then... Convert the PMs into one big huge email and send it to yourself - the July 22 PM email... >**YES!
You are perfect! You are everything I WANT in a woman!!! You may not be EVERY man's perfect woman (because each man has his own idea of "perfect") but you are PERFECT to me!!! I believe you today. Huh, yet another first for Dennis! You are incredible....... >**(apartment)I know.
I guess we need to really discuss that well. Ok, this subject kicked my ass last night big time. I feel better today. It is weird for me to think about not having a steady "home. " I got scared. But the more I think about it, the better it sounds to challenge myself with that much freedom!
I guess I'll stay in the house until it sells - then I'm gonna try drifting. I've never drifted before. I want to! Another option, I suppose, is that you could stay at your parents' a little while longer, that is much cheaper for you, and I will have a better idea of things - my finances, what is going on specifically with Chris, my school schedule, etc - things that would have a major impact on us if we were to go in to an apartment together... But your plan sounds good too - I'm going to be easy - I didn't feel easy last night - I was wanting solid answers, and you can't give me solid answers because so much of the future depends on things going on with me that you don't control. I had to force myself to be easy here - make myself calm down and get to the point where I could shrug my shoulders and say, "It will work out.
" I had to remind myself that what is meant to be will be. And it will! So I am not going to pressure myself (or you) on this subject anymore. What is is. What will be will be. That's all there is to it.
>**It's ok, I'll swap from breast to breast. Or maybe I'll just stick to one to make the other really jealous, that way when I do give it some attention, it will have been aching to be touched? As if I'm not aching for your touch enough as it is... >**(licking hands)I wasn't really asking before/after, as I was trying to let you know the timeline of when I thought I saw you do it... (doh! like you'd need help remembering when! ) I don't mind if you taste And as long as you don't spit a bunch in my mouth, don't worry about what you do before you kiss me If you have a little on your lips/tongue it's ok. I wouldn't snowball you, but yeah, I know what you mean.
I honestly don't remember at what exact point the lick took place. I do know that I didn't wash my hands right away, and we went outside to smoke... ;) I tasted myself on you when you kissed me Sunday night, and I don't mind that either. You can stick your finger in my mouth too - I think I (usually) taste pretty good ;) (Hmmm, and yet I've never wanted to taste any other chicks. I'm weird like that - I think I must be the only girl alive who doesn't have a lesbian fantasy. ) >**Yes. I realize now that most of what went down in the motel was Dennis having a little bit of "performance anxiety".
It was the FIRST time in a long time, the FIRST time with you, and I wanted to impress!... plus my extensive LACK of experience.... Well, please, please, please don't worry about any of that! I swear to you, you are just fine. Just wonderful! Impress is not what I'm after - like I've said a million times, Dennis, what is between us is not about sex. And I still believe that when everything is right, *everything* will be right.
You know what else? I got you inside me. That was more than impressive - more than enough, more than I could have dreamed for! I love you! You won't mess up. I've had worse, trust me, much worse.
Don't start apologizing for sexual things, please, that's soooo what I've had to deal with for the past few years... And it is very unattractive. But I had performance anxiety Saturday night. It wasn't you - it was just "whoa! " So I understand what you are saying. **I just need to practice a lot Bear with me while I learn this new skill, ok? Practice away!
Please? Lots! >**I'll be sure to tell you when I get ready to go next time Next time you "get busy" just think about looking down at me and seeing me looking up at you from between your legs. Looking you right in the eyes as my tongue glides across your skin. As my lips land on you and suck..... You didn't have to tell me you were going to cum, I felt that. You could have (um, if you could have!
) told me how GOOD it was right then and there. But you know, I mean, it's sometimes kinda not so easy to verbalize when you feel that good, I totally understand. Unless you're cumming in my mouth - then please tell me, tap me on the shoulder or something, you know - velocity and viscosity ;) *gag reflex* :) OMG I have so gotten off just picturing / remembering you licking my stomach and breasts. I guess I have to think about more, now that you've planted the seed in my head.... Um, but I'm going to do it on the floor so that I'm sure I won't hurt myself falling off the bed :) You are sexy. Sexy sexy sexy! I like you a lot!
>**I love you too I know what you're saying by not exactly knowing when things would "go off". That's how I was for you. I knew I was close......but it was hard to tell "how close". And then "POW"! It felt like my penis was a roman candle Yeah, exactly. I would have cum already with anyone else, or by myself.
But sometimes there is an extra level or two - and you were working your way up to God knows what level - maybe I haven't even been there before? I know I passed at least two good "get off" points - and one of them was the second your mouth hit my skin. That was the closest I came, honestly, and I didn't because I wanted a little bit more than just that ;) >**I think this "new sex" that you're talking about DOES make everything just a wee bit weird.... plus the intensity of everything.... I feel like my mind goes into overload at times! Yeah, it's like those two things are combining forces... The "new sex" can be dealt with simply by getting used to each other - that's at least part of the reason why most people make out and what not before they actually fuck.
Also an important factor in a one night stand - the newness never wears off, so it's like an extra kick in the ass. The intensity may never leave us, Dennis. I'm sure there will be times when we don't both feel it as strongly as we have been. But it will probably be something we can always call on when we want to. Sometimes it will probably have it's way with us. I like the intensity - I don't care to do things half way.
I like to live full-tilt as much as I can - I force myself to feel as much as I can take, sometimes more. You just never know when the ride could be over, I guess. I don't do everything, everyday like that - but when I have something important to do, I like to do it right, feel it. You know? >**(my drive last night)I love you. What you wrote above is very beautiful, like you, like your mind.
Thanks. I feel so much better after spending quality time with my car. What is it about driving that is so cathartic anyway? I don't think I even broke 60. I mostly tooled around in the rain with the radio off, listening to the wipers slap and the rain hit the car and the tires run through puddles. Watched a million frogs jump across the road, saw things that made me laugh out loud - signs I'd written on, important spots from the past.
It was foggy, the pavement was steaming. It was like a dream. A lot to think about. I *need* my little Neon. She's my best friend! >**One of these days I will take the Litchfield tour with you I wonder if the reason that you are drawn there, to driving around there, is because the last time you went through anything like this, that is where you dealt with it?
Well, for whatever reason, it feels like you are healing your wounds by going there and it feels good to know you're healing. If you want to call and talk, or if you need some space, or whatever you need, just let me know. Hell yes you're going to get to go on the tour! A three hour tour, a three hour tour... :) I'm not drawn here, I'm here because I don't have anywhere else to go. I hate this little town - hate the little people who live here. I have a lot of bad memories in this place, and I'm vunerable right now.
I guess I'm going to work on them, I can't run away from them. I did find out that I did NOT remember the way to Jim's old house - Mt. Olive is only 2100 people, but I still missed a turn! That blew me away! I see that nobody I care about is still here. Bo's house, Kit's house, everybody has moved on.
I can drive by, but they won't come out and talk to me. It's weird - a very lonely feeling. But I know the memories are everywhere. I have a lot of exploring left to do. I'm going to find me. I don't need anything more from you than for you to just keep being you.
That's all I can ask. Just hang on and let me go through this... >**I LOVE YOU!!!!! I love you too! I LOVE YOU!!!! ! 
