One week...

into Maurice's visit. The predictions of fights over Ramen noodles, or for that matter anything, have all been proven false so far. He got here, and despite my concerns over his coming in with L and mom, the ride went well. I'm both surprised and relieved. Everyone here seems to love him, which is not surprising at all, I knew that people would see what I see if they had the opportunity. It simply proves that I am always right, and people should really have more faith on me, lol!!!

We haven't done anything really, between my not being able to afford to take time off work, and being broke we have mostly just stayed in. Not complaining you understand, I love being at home with him, regardless of what we're doing. He "seems" content with it as well, I certainly hope he's not bored...I do know he's been thinking about his kids, and I can sense that he misses them badly. It's the only true cloud on his visit so far, I think. Actually, mom was intent that we see how the chemistry worked in person, so staying in is really a good thing when you think about it, gives us a good idea of how we co-habitate, and like I said everything seems to be going well. I do wonder how long do you have to spend with someone for your average outsider to feel you have a good idea of whether you can live with them? Understand, ultimately it doesn't matter what others think, but it would make things much easier to not have to listen to people telling me how I don't "really" know the man I'm moving to be with, how people lie, and I am being gullible, blah blah blah.... Is three weeks enough? Hmmm, well that's all we get for now, so it'll have to be!

It's very weird how quickly I've gotten used to sharing my bed with someone. I slept on the couch last night because Maurice had a bad headache and I didn't want to disturb him, and it was very hard to fall asleep alone. I missed the feel of his body pressed against mine, the warmth of him. Little things that already seem as natural as breathing. Also, the sight of him can absolutely take my breath away. I've been accused of being too clingy, because I find myself touching him a lot!!! Aside from the fact that I love the way he smells, I just like the feel of his skin, his arms, his back, his chest, the little stubble on his cheeks between shavings...it's all an erotic buffet for my senses. He's so incredibly beautiful. I really do try and maintain some semblance of dignity, but I think it's a lost cause! He says it's fine, I did ask, because it did occur to me that maybe it would be annoying to be constantly petted and hung on...yeah may need to continue to work on controlling that urge.

and for the pervs in the audience, I will briefly say that the sex is amazing. Obviously having been celibate for a year before this, I'm likely to be impressed regardless, but I have had plenty of sex in my life, and this is very very very very very good. And ba de ba de ba de that's all folks! No more details on that subject will be forthcoming in this forum! lmao

So in summary I can't say what's going on in Maurice's mind, he's not the worlds most readable person, but he seems happy, and I know I'm happy, so all is well, and right in my little piece of the world! Even L and he have gotten along, which is a helluva a lot more than I dared to hope for. And my sister has stayed largely away from me, also more than I could have hoped for!!!