Once a week, Daily Intel takes a peek at what your friends and neighbors are doing behind doors left slightly ajar. Today, the Lesbian Player: female, 27, Spanish Harlem, product-development manager, single.
DAY 1
10:00 a.m.: Met ex at airport. Kissed and hugged. Kissed more.
12:00 p.m.: Car broke down. While waiting for AAA to show up, we played “I remember when” and she stroked my arms with very light tickles. We made plans for nookie later on in the day but got distracted by the car.
7:00 p.m.: After dinner we cuddled and watched some TiVo. Light tickles turned into heavy petting and then lots of kissing and full-body tickles. My shirt came off right away, and we were rolling on the floor making out and rubbing each other’s bodies. We very quickly ran to the bedroom. I pleased her first. And she liked it. I picked up some new finger tricks from my current Lady Friend (a friend with benefits) and used them on her. She liked them. Then she pleased me and we cuddled. I fell asleep almost immediately.
10:00 p.m.: Felt guilty about not telling my Lady Friend. I think she has feelings for me that she is not telling me about.
DAY 2
Noon: Woke up very late, naked. Started rubbing and kissing. I was feeling feverish and didn’t want to tell her because I really wanted to get laid again. I made so much noise I thought that the landlords heard.
5:00 p.m.: Still feeling really guilty about the friend. Can’t wait to see her. Wondering what kind of can of worms I opened with all this sex.
DAY 3
10:00 a.m.: Sick with flu all day. Didn’t think about sex.
6:00 p.m.: Lady Friend picked me up from work and made me dinner and bought all sorts of cold and flu remedies. There were innuendos, but for the most part, I felt like there was an alien in my body trying to take control.
DAY 4
11:00 a.m.: Still sick with the flu. Ex stroked my thighs and back, and stayed by my side.
5:00 p.m.: My roommate thinks that she might suddenly be attracted to women. We talked about this at great length. I told her to go ahead and experiment with it. I even jokingly offered up the services of my Lady Friend.
11:30 p.m.: My Lady Friend returned around 2 a.m. with chicken. We ate it in my bed. She held me for a little while. I think she can’t wait for me to get better so she can jump my bones.
DAY 5
5:00 p.m.: Still slightly sick today. Met up with friends after work. We talked about buying my transgender friend a vagina. She thinks that she may be able to have the surgery in about two years.
6:00 p.m.: At dinner we talked about how I might have polycystic ovary syndrome. I won’t know for sure until further testing is done, but after the blood work came back, they are pretty sure. So, I will definitely be taking some sort of pill. I’m nervous that I will be different once I’m on these hormones.
9:00 p.m.: Lady Friend is on her way over. I’m pretty sure she wants some ass, but I don’t have the energy. I can barely breathe without coughing up a lung. I really don’t see how sex is in the picture in the near future.
DAY 6
1:00 p.m.: Still battling this cold.
4:00 p.m.: Received a text message from my Lady Friend: “If it makes you feel better I just masturbated to the thought of you. Awake yet?” Made me really hot.
6:00 p.m.: Masturbated as soon as I got home from work.
DAY 7
7:00 p.m.: Had a serious conversation over the phone with Lady Friend about “us.” Apparently she has feelings for me that she finally decided to share with me. I guess I haven’t been sensitive to her feelings. Or something.
11:00 p.m.: Lady Friend came over. I hold her to let her know I care about her. I tell her to go to sleep. I wake up ten minutes later to her kissing me. I tell her to go to sleep. We make out some more. We end up fucking till 5:30. Sometimes her vagina is a mystery to me. She is so hard to please.
Total: Three acts of intercourse, one masturbation session, one provocative text message, and tickling.
