Threesome?

"No, we didn't light it but we tried to fight it."

-"We Didn't Start the Fire" by Billy Joel

Remember that song? I'm pretty sure I was the only person that loved it. Sure, it wasn't a complete history lesson, seeing as the critics said that, but it was fun. Just imagine idiotic college students giggling over farts. That's the quote we'd use for those that grew up with that song playing so often on VH1.

For some, babies make them go into some kind of insane mode where various noises come out of their mouths. I don't get all that because I'm not a fan of babies. Names, yes. Babies? Hardly even if I am *sorta* curious as to what my sperm can create. In my weird world, the kid would be born with a very serious intellect and need to build his body to perfection. Yeah, it almost sounds like Hitler but you're forgetting that I'm kind of a perfectionist.

Yesterday, I was out walking 5-Pound Phooey and came across 2 7-week-old puppies being watched by their owner, a guy with 65 tattoos and an acoustic guitar. This is where I got down on my knees and ooh'd and ahhh'd over these tiny 4-legged creatures you'd swear looked like wolf cubs. My voice must have echoed several versions of a woman's voice because I was in love as I crouched down to run my fingers through their fuzzy fur. Amazingly quiet but shy of my little 5-Pound Phooey that took only a slight notice in them. Very strange. Out of all the dogs we come across, I was shocked to see her behave around them. The little boy was so scared of 5-Pound Phooey that he would cower on the other side of the owner's leg. I really, really wanted to own these 2 tiny furballs.

I don't care if anyone thinks I'm a freak for loving dogs. Sara thinks it's hilarious when we go out and I have to pet everyone of them I come across. Big, little, it doesn't matter. I'm for dogs.

The Spring cleaning is officially done. While I do have to place all my old shirts to give to goodwill, it's just fucking done. My closet was finished last year and, yes, that seems to happen every year thanks to all the stuff I just cannot throw away. One day, I just might sell my Playboy collection but the erotic photography books are something I just cannot part with. Sara loves both, Playboy and erotic arts, so who knows what I'll do. We're talking about well over $5,000.

Ever seen an awards show where people up for them tell the camera man to focus on them as they raise their dresses to show that they are not wearing panties? Must've missed Showtime's showing of the Adult Video News Awards. Weird. I'm not denouncing them in any form. It's just weird to see people walk a carpet in some amazing dresses and not care that a boob fell out.

Like many others, I was pissed off with Jenna Jameson's giving out an award. When she said, "I will never spread my legs again," that kind of was a kick in the balls to the porn performers in how she said it. While the fun parts were missing, actual scenes of oral sex and anal due to Showtime's not being able to show full-on sex, you can see that porn performers have a limited amount of brain power. It is somewhat amusing to know that certain stereotypes continue to exist.

While my lower back has been acting up, I just had to visit my friend in the leather shop about to close. Always nice to have a female perspective on clothes. When I mentioned that Sara threw around hypothetical threesome possibilities, the woman told me that threesomes are great. Of course, my jaw dropped even if I did know this woman's pretty different than the usual management you meet in shops. In other words, fun and goofy, no matter the hard times ahead.

A threesome? I've got my hypothetical list of girls I'd like to spend time in bed with. The best of both worlds? I'm not completely sure that the male is designed for such a thing. We always talk of the 69'r position as being so erotic BUT it's hard to concentrate on receiving while you are giving. Some of my most erotic fantasies have to do with my cock being passed around as I stand there in front of 2 girls on their knees. Totally sexy. Others have to do with me eating out the girls as their in different chairs by going back and forth. Of course, with the chairs' help, they can put their knees up high as I enjoy the licking and different scents presented to me. My curiosity of comparing the pussies' wetness and feel would drive me wild as I pull out of one only to thrust back and forth between the girls. Licking pussy with Sara at the same time, oh, so hard to contain my tongue. I could go on but I'm not entirely sure if the male is designed for such a thing because, after one long massive squirt, we're pretty much done. Women just will not quit because pussies can very rarely be soothed completely while the jealousy factor pops up, too.

Everything in our lives has to be bigger or more than what we had previously. Me, I just enjoy the feeling of a woman's skin next to mine as I wake up in the morning. Either that or a herd of puppies running all around me on the bed.

So, with all that in mind, I sign off here. I have a bittersweet feel when it comes to finishing various projects like this Spring cleaning. While it is nice to be done, I like to keep busy on perfecting things. It's strange. All I could think about afterwards is for Sara to calm me down as I look for something else to do. Happy birthday, Sammy. I've never forgotten, of course. Happy twats all around.