Bad Girl

Hi, it's me again with the freeky weekly updates, and last weekend wasn't an exception.
After Steven came on Saturday afternoon and hanging out with Cokie, she left, and we started our passionate routine. We made it longer, and slower, and got wilder and with lots of passion. It was like we were wrapped up in flames of such passionate love and desire, that I did something really bad that I shouldn't have done even though he told me to.
While he was making love to me, on top of me moving as far as he could, first slowly, then rughly enough to blow my mind with his passion twice, he told me to hold on to his neck and to ride him, so I did, and I felt like I was indeed riding my cowboy.
I was too blown off with passion, going too wild on him and didn't want to let go, didn't want him to stop, just to stay there rocking me like only he knows how.
I was going nuts on him and he was going nuts on me as well, so when we finally stopped he found out that his back was hurting, and that we shouldn't have done that, but I couldn't help it. I can't help being a bad girl when he's around, I can't help getting too excited and so turned on that I start doing crazy stuff and don't realize what I'm doing until several minutes after I have done it, I simply apologized for hurting his back and using too much of his energy just to get high on him again.
I gave him a backrub to see if that would help him, then he wanted to watch movies, so we did and of course, I put my headphones on.
After that, we did it again, and then I took a nap.
He had a hard time sleeping at night, but it felt so good just to confort him while he was holding me, giving me a dose of his sweet loven.
Then we both finally fell a sleep in the morning, just for a few hours before my alarmclock went off, (I forgot to turn it off btw).
After that, because of his back, he had a hard time going back to sleep, and, as he put it, it hurt everytime he moved or got up or whatever, so we just spent the day being lazy, and I loved just cudling with him, making sure my baby was all right.
When suddenly, I heard Cokie's door, and Ithought, "h,crap! my dad"!
Steven played it smart, and he went to the bathroom like if nothing had happened and he was just here visiting. I got dressed as quickly as I could, brushed my teeth, and went to say Hi to my dad.
I could tell he was a little upset about that, but I just kept on like if nothing happened, and played with my little sister like big sisters do so that dad could bring my dresser and other stuff to the room.
When dad asked me why I took so long I told him I just woke up, laughed, and then changed the subject.
In my mind, I thought, "I could've gotten caught in bed with my boyfriend, I'm a bad girl".
I talked to dad for a while, then Cokie called me to help her in the kitchen, and I made some juice for my little sister and I, while Cokie was making soup. Stteven was to concentrated on his laptop trying to find out how many movies he had.
I asked dad if he could stay here for lunch, but he had to work, so he left. Steven left shortly after he did, and then Cokie went to work shortly after so I stayed here and danced the evening away, and then went to bed.
That's it, more updates next week.

ACC note: College suck! just yesterday I got dropped from a math class, hope it gets better.