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I swear, sometimes me and Vince are so damn domestic. There's a reason he introduces me to everyone he knows as his faghag, and I refer to us as "homosexual life mates". It's because we are fucking married, without the ring or cake or party.

Things we did last night, in approximate order:

-Talked extensively about the recent orgasms we've been having
-Went shopping for appliances
-He washed my hair, and then combed it for me when it dried.
-He made us a three part dinner
-We gave each other facials (I got exfoliating honey, he got oil cleansing clay. I won, mine smelled delicious)
-I read him the first two chapters of the Hunger Games (with different voices for different characters)
-We watched a horror movie he picked out, holding hands the entire time
-I rubbed medical lotion on his rashy back
-I got to pick the second movie, so it was fair. I went with an indie sex comedy
-Snuggled while watching second movie

And then in the morning I peed while he was in the shower. And then he walked me to the bus before he drove to work.

ETA: Oh! Jasley, he bitched at me for like 30 minutes that he hasn't met you yet. Like he's totally entitled to meeting you before anyone else does. Even me. He wants to, like, vet you or something. I dunno. I think you'd like him. He's me, but with a dick, and he likes dick *snicker*