Cuddling is a Good Substitute

I have to back up a moment. As you know, I do make it known when I'm in the midst of a dry-spell. I'm sure it is in the form of a complaint or two... I apologize.

Last week I was hit with the dreaded "no sex" phenomenon, and then my period ruined everything. But that was okay. I wasn't ravenous, or bitter, or crazy. I didn't masturbate more than usual.

I think that physical contact is one of the most potent things between two people. Perhaps that is the larger portion of my desires. You see, this last week I'd spent so much time with Ninja, and we spent our time cuddling, laying together, sitting next to one another. Kissing, my hand on his leg, and so on. It was nonsexual in nature, but it filled me with the very same bliss. Well, not the same. But pretty darn close and it satisfied me.

Ninja would be typing away at his computer with me sitting beside him, and he'd just break away and envelope me in his arms, "I just love touching you and being close to you. It makes me feel so good." Ditto, man. Ditto. Making him feel good makes me feel good. It takes my breath away, to be happily trite.

We're forced to sleep on little tiny twin beds at both our places, but every night we snug up together and sleep so well. He is just tall enough, and I am just short enough, that my ass fits nicely in his hips, and his arms can wrap around me comfortably, and everything just works out. I tend to fidget a lot, but... he accomodates me usually, haha. No war over who steals the covers, no one falls off the bed, and I get the best wake-up ever looking at his sweet little sleepy-face! I'd sleep anywhere, just so long as I am with him.

Now I'm so used to sleeping with him that last night, the first night I'd not done so in ages, I felt weird. He's got a friend over visiting from out of state, and only one visitor is allowed in the dorm past midnight, so I have been uprooted. Ninja had better not be cuddling with him instead...!