Hey ship thread,
Last night the sex was so good that she sent me an email today from work telling me that her dream right before she woke up this morning was about getting up and going into her kitchen and listening to NPR and hearing a report about the local couple who had just had the best sex of all time. I think it is pretty awesome that my partner had a dream that we had made the news. I'm pretty proud of that.
In less self-indulgent matters (OK maybe not really) I managed to do something really amazing over the past few weeks. So the story of the current relationship I'm in started about 5 weeks ago, and was recently interrupted by my venture off to Burning Man. This obviously was an issue for me and the new girl, because we are REALLY happy about each other and have full intentions of staying together for quite some time, but Burning Man is overflowing with sex and it was kind of an abrupt gear shift for me to think that suddenly I'd be going off to the playa and NOT having any sex at all. After I took her to a Burning Man regional event and she got a sense for the kinds of freaks that came out to the desert, and the kind of energy that parties have out there, she expressed the strong desire to NOT be a limiting factor in my Burning Man experience, which we talked about until she basically came out and drove home to me that I had carte blanche as long as I didn't fall in love and come back totally not interested in her anymore (which I felt reasonably secure in promising at the time).
At Burning Man, I met an outstandingly attractive girl who was clearly interested in me, and after I explained my situation to her (and she responded very positively and explained that she didn't want anything even close to a relationship and was only interested in desert-exclusive trysts) we slept together a couple times and then parted ways (I didn't see her for a few days and then managed to say goodbye before she left). It was basically a perfectly example of what my optimal desert encounter would look like: really hot girl has interest in good sex, makes clearly independent decision to engage in it with me, gracefully leaves it at that. I got back to Philly, explained what had happened, and my relationship picked up right where it had left off and has since improved at the same rate that it had been. There was barely the slightest faltering in the trajectory of our relationship and it has since shot back up to the dizzying heights it has been promising since I first met the girl.
What the hell, guys? How am I this lucky?