Soookie's World

Dear Diary,

I have so much to learn. I'm young and.. young. Hehe. Here I am, slowly ticking off items from the list I call life.

Long time ago, Bill asked me about misbehaving with Bo. Uhm, it's just that I will never forget that specific part of the conversation before I left for dreamland.

"What did I tell you about cab drivers?" Bill asked-reminded-scolded-nagged?

"They watch," I answered. :P

Okay, fine.

Anyway, how is Sooks so far? Hmm.. She's currently trying to set a ultramegahypersolid focus on the most important thing: school.

Don't get me wrong, I never get problems in school because of boy issues. I just want to spend all my energy on school work. :)

Dear Diary,

One day, Bo and I went shopping.. then it was getting late. Instead of taking public transportation- you now, with lots of people.. We took a cab home.

So. I was in a cab with my boyfriend. It was dark and raining. The cab driver was listening to the radio. It was going to be quite a long trip so we misbehaved.

Bo wrapped his arms around my waist and asked for a kiss.

And yeah, I kissed him. He hugged me closer to his body. It was nice.

He moved his lips to my neck and a hand to my breast. For something that simple, I was in deep pleasure. I closed my eyes enjoying his hands and lips on me.

I felt so good. I wanted him to feel the same. I let my fingers travel to his zipper. I rubbed through his pants.

"Should I?.." he asked me.

"Yes," I told him.

He opened his zipper and led my hand to his brief. I touched him and watched him react. He inserted his hand under my shirt, toying with my bra. He cupped my breasts and thumbed my nipples.

The feeling gave me more drive to give him pleasure. I started stroking him, being careful not to be so obvious. The situation was kind of fun, knowing that there's a risk of getting caught but then you can go on undetected.

He pressed his lips to my neck and moaned. His hand started crawling down between my legs, wanting to get in my pants. He touched my butt, squeezed a bit and proceeded to my front.

He managed to literally get his hand in my pants. I stopped stroking him but still held him. He was teasing my lips down there with a finger, rubbing up and down. He doesn't really know what he's doing, but he got to the part of my clitoris and gave me pleasure. I felt so warm. I was wet. He touched me down there some more. He pulled out his fingers, putting them in his mouth.

I looked at him, baffled. He just gave me a naughty smile. He started kissing my neck again. I love it when he does even though it drives me crazy.

Sigh.. So what made me share this? I had a very naughty dream last night. Haha. It was so vivid.

Dear Diary,

I feel weird towards my relationship with Bo. I realized my longing for a boyfun and not for a boyfriend. I feel like my boredom's killing me. Maybe I should set something with Bill or Tim? (Absolutely no sexy stuff with Tim! It is not what you think!)

I'm dying. I want something new and fun. Something that doesn't involve serious emotions. Something that doesn't involve long-term stuff.

I'm bored. It's killing me. I feel like screaming.

Oh, I don't know why but I like how Bert smiles when he touches my hair.

Ooops.

Dear Diary,

I really hate it when he does what he does. Am I supposed to be swept away or something? I just imagined, if he were someone I have the ooohlala for, then I'd be going lubdub, lubdub.. But. No.

It's really a big NO. Anyway, I'm talking about Bert. Grrr. Bert. Damn you.

Bert has this habit of blocking my way. Literally cutting me, blocking me, stopping me while I'm walking and what? If I try to get away, he'd block me. To grab my attention, he would hold on to my wrists. And what, we'd be close. Our bodies would be close. I'd look up at him a bit. Talk. Make him go away. People would look at us, watch us because we look like what, fighting lovers? I try to walk away, he holds on. :|

I don't know why he would always always always randomly do that.

Honestly, if someone wants to grab my attention. I'd always find it impressive that the person actually has the courage to actually block my way.

But it doesn't always work that way. When Bo randomly pulled me to him because I was trying to escape him, I felt the ooohlala.

But, Bert? I felt the grrrrrr + ugh.

Dear Diary,

I was waiting in the living room. Bo went up to his room after a shower. A few minutes later he went down, shirtless.

"Sookie, pick a shirt for me," he said.

"Well.. Okay," I said. I was quite hesistant because we were going to have some privacy.. in his bedroom. What would his maids think? Well yeah, have privacy. Duh, Sooks.

We went up and entered his room. He showed me his closet. My instinct was telling me something's going to happen. I chose a lightly colored shirt and gave it to him. Request fulfilled. He dressed up. I walked to his bedroom door, pretending to assume that he wasn't thinking of doing something else.

And then.. he pulled me close for a kiss.

He hugged me, tightly. He put my arms around his neck..

"I missed you," he told me. He looked like he was going to cry.

He kissed my forehead, cheek, and eyelids. He hugged me again. I felt two things: his strong heartbeat and his manly reaction.

He sat on his bed and pulled me to his lap. He started kissing me again. He kissed my chest and started touching. He lifted my shirt and his lips aimed for my breast.

Our lips met, again. I don't know how it happened but, he ended up lying down and I was on top of him. Kissing.

I put my palm gently on his chest. He was nervous. His heart was beating wildly. I looked at his face, he was still red.

"You're nervous.." Er.. I said. Way to go, Sookie.

"Yeah.. I don't exactly know what to do.." he said apologetically.

I kissed him, thinking that it might relax him. He led my hand down to his pleasure area. I allowed myself to tease him.

"Why are you hard?" I asked jokingly.

"It's because of you," he said, smiling a little.

His hands felt my waist. Our lips met, again.

Bo's face was really red after the quick mild experience. He was really nervous.. for what reason/s besides fear, I wonder? Truth is, Bo and I aren't ready for something advanced..