I met up with my lover again last week, shortly after I wrote the entry schooling everyone on the finer points of car sex and strategy.
The sad thing is I'm finally in a place with a plenty of privacy. My housemates don't have a problem with guests, and they know I'm considerate.
HOWEVER.
There is one thing I don't have any goddamn control over - my vocalizations when getting busy.
I'm sorry, but if I enjoy it I'm not really paying attention to how I sound or what I'm saying. I'm just doing what feels good. That includes the occasional scream.
With that in mind, I was nervous about having the lover over to the new place for some sexin'. I really wanted to find out if I could control myself and not scare the new neighbors.
Short answer? I can't. I digress.
Basically, we decided we'd violate one another in his car again to see if I could keep quiet. In a hilarious twist, we wound up stopping at a 24 hour drug store to pick up humongous bottles of water. All I could do was laugh when he grabbed the bottles.
Lover: What?
Me: We're following my advice on having car sex.
Lover: Oh. [laughs] So we are!
Me: This is so going in the blog.
Both: [laugh]
20 minutes later -
Both: [sex]
Aaaaand there you have it. I'm not only the creator of the rules, I follow them as well.
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