Conversations
I just wrapped up a phone call which lasted an hour and all I have to say is that sometimes conversations are better than sex. I’m feeling warm and fuzzy all over. Sorry to be a tease, but that’s all I’m going to say. But don’t get any wild ideas, there was no heavy breathing. Just conversation. I don’t smoke but I’m ready for cigarette.
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May 12, 2003 at 11:24 am
brixton
I totally agree with you, Ursula! My ex was like that – the physical part (and we didn’t even get as far as sex) was great but the conversation was SOOOOO much better.
May 11, 2003 at 6:56 pm
Leigh Hanlon
That’s why it’s called Touch Tone dialing, I believe.
May 11, 2003 at 10:45 am
Ursula
I don’t know about you, but I think sex can be unfulfilling and forgettable at times. I’ve never felt that way about a really good conversation.
May 11, 2003 at 12:05 am
Philip
Whoa! I didn’t think ANYthing was better than sex. Thanks for setting me straight.