Wow.

So, last night was to be summed up with one not so excellent adjective: wow.
I don't know what it was that made it so breathtakingly amazing, but the place I went through Your words was friggen amazing.

So, with that being said, let's talk phone sex.
I suck at it, point blank, cut and dried... I am a verbal prude 99% of the time. As much as I want to say a lot of things, my mouth and brain just do not agree on it. In fact, most of the time I can't even write half of the things that run through my head. So, with that point being made, me and phone sex just don't get along so well...Typically, this wouldn't be an issue so much, but it is a key in a long distance relationship at times...and apparently that key is still at the locksmith's, when it comes to me.
Well, with this being said, I can go on and say that our 'phone sexin' time is one of those things that just isn't. The closest to it that we come is leaving the phone on, while getting off separately. Very rarely are words exchanged, mainly because it becomes very one sided, very fast. To my (oh so happy) surprise, last night, for some reason She decided to start talking to me, and oh my, what an effect it had on me. Holy smokes! (yes, I said holy smokes. lol.)
The things she was saying, and how she was talking to me...mmm...lets just say, it left very little to be desired. I was so mentally there; yes, there were moments that I could have probably interjected some lovely words, and I was very close to mind and mouth agreement, but dear god...I couldn't interrupt that!!!! *grins* I was so in the mental space I so greatly enjoy...
(in fact, when I woke up this morning, I was still in that place; oh my!)