I got to thinking about it later in the afternoon, and decided that I'd better go ahead and blow him and get it over with. (I know. Nice.) I could just picture him finding my blog six months from now and reading about a blowjob he'd never gotten.
We are normally every other day kinda boys and girls but my fella is not going to look a gift horse in the mouth, so to speak. But he is also smart enough to acknowledge that this was a 'gimme' by asking me "To what do I owe THAT?" when I was done with the deed. So I figured what the hell. I told him about my blog, and about the fact that it had taken kind of an unexpected turn, what with me turning it into my own not so private vaginalogue and all. I explained that I had been talking about our sex life and had written something implying that I had had tubesteak for breakfast and that I DO have a sense of moral obligation to him and to my TWO WHOLE FOLLOWERS (I love youse guys) and hey, did I mention that I also made SIX WHOLE CENTS? I also promised him not to write any checks that my mouth wasn't prepared to cash. He was amazingly cool about the whole thing. He had two conditions. First, I am not allowed to make fun of his dick. And second, he wants to be called Innocent Bystander (he's alway's hated the fact that I call him the Unit). So. Let it be noted. The Innocent Bystander has a TOTALLY AWESOME DICK that is NOT AT ALL FUNNY. (It does, however, do tricks. Trust me.)
P.S. It is breast cancer awareness month. Have you felt up your boobies lately?