My boyfriend is amazing
Today, I let my mind run wild. I began thinking of the things I’ve recently learned to enjoy.
A long time ago…I think I was maybe 12, my mom gave me a Christian sex book. In it, there was was an illustration of a cliff. Next to that, there was a list of things like holding hands, kissing, making out, neck massages, etc. You were supposed to rewrite those things in the illustration according to what you felt was ‘over the cliff’. Ever since then, I viewed things in that way. Everything is in order from least to greatest.
As I begin to experience new things with my boyfriend, I find myself approaching the cliff at an alarming rate. I can’t help but think that perhaps I’ll always want to be closer to the edge. Then a thought occurred to me…what if I fall over the edge?
I’m barely 18. Already I can feel myself getting closer to the edge. How long will it be before I jump? Everyday I crave something further down the list. Kissing>oral>sex>anal>choking when will it end?
But after talking to him about it, I decided that its ok to jump…because he’ll be there to catch me.