Donna: post-coital Rice Crispies and Raisins after a shower

"It was spectacular."
Most every night Donna watches a movie on the Lifetime Movie Network "to relax" This morning she said that she had watched it every night alone thinking, "I wish I had a boyfriend to watch them with. I had been watching three Boris Karloff films in a row every night, sometimes the same ones, while at the computer. This week, after spending almost every night together since the first it June, it had become that I was on the computer during her film rather than laying in bed with her.
Last night we got to a critical point and I told her we couldn't continue talking to each other. "I love you, I'm in love with you, that's my last word. We have nothing further to say." We went to bed at eight o'clock and left the movie off. I looked for places on her body I hadn't explored before. By the end I had my finger between two of her toes. I kissed everywhere, moving my lips vertically. When it was where I wanted I kissed wildly, where I wanted again, softly; softer untill underneath her chin, softer than I thought I could. On my biceps, I barely moved, almost motionless-what she said I won't ever write, which she later reiterated ebulliently, "We can have sex, that's good." This morning she reminded me that I said, "Donna, tell me you love me and use my name." while kissing her fervantly with my hands over my head just enough to reach her breasts and keep my finger on her nipples, while kissing her stomach and lower than her stomach. I think she later said, "I liked that alot."
Using an incomplete sentence, she added words to the effect, "You better be mine after that; I better be where I know you are." with the nicest, most unexpected smile, or look of love, I have ever seen, as though she were suprised.
This morning she gave me the one look of sexual shyness that made it beautiful-in between giggling that we had been together.

Donna took me to breakfast and brought me to another movie.

This morning I heard her say "Scott and I love each other." How is her grammer: "Scott liked their blueberry muffins just as much as I liked them."
She brought me to breakfast and I asked her to order whatever she was having, which was scrambled eggs and hash browns.
Then we went to Harvard Square where she bought herself a necklace and took me to another film.
There seemed an example of reverse field, or reverse direction cutting during the film, where a young girl is on the stairs and the diagnal lines seem to reverse direction from shot to shot. Again, there is a superimposure scene and during the film I said "almost reverse screen cutting". Those two scenes were artisticly shot.
Last night our legs were entwined. I called it an awkward position that I had never really thought of before, but we were trying to get as close to each other physically as we could possibly get. Of course we had to unentwine them an dthen I gave her a back massage.

When I woke up this morning Donna was holding my hand while she was asleep- Four nights, three nights of passion.

When I woke up this morning Donna was holding my hand while she was sleeping.

Of the last four nights, three have been nights of passion. The third morning she said, "I'm sorry we didn't have sex last night.", which for me was nice enough to bring a new depth to our being together. While massaging her shoulders I began the need to kiss the nape of her kneck, open-mouthed, like eating the quarter of an orange. Kissing her shoulders during massage. Last night I found rubbing her ankles and the tops of her feet while kissing her stomach and thighs.

Donna has been taking me to dinner. It began with a (superfantastic) french toast bagel, and she brought me to coffee a couple times. Then she took me to dinner- pizza. Then dinner again, a ham and cheese: we have a bench near Holyoke Gate where we kiss. Then cheeseburgers, coffee and french fries the next night. And tonight again, cheeseburgers and french fries. (Remember that we have been together every night except for two since the first of June.)
She has two networks that she watches- Hallmark and Lifetime Movie Network. Putting my head between her legs with my shoulders under her thighs is apparently eroticlly stimulating.
Actually, this morning, she lent me laundry detergent, which helped immensely. We went to the supermarket together again after dinner. While kissing her near the register, I spilled my coffee- it wasn't difficult.

Waiting for Donna to blog about the new ring I gave her. Captain America (1944) Ep.01 -The Purple Death (Part 1 of 2)

I'm waiting for Donna to blog about the new ring I gave her. I brought it with me yesterday and she was all smiles. "Is it an engagement ring?"
I answered. "If you want it to be." Its actually a placeholder untill I can get her a nicer ring, but I was on my way and was looking at necklaces when I saw it and thought that if it wasn't the right size, then I could find a more expensive ring that she could keep when she could come with me. It did fit and this afternoon we were in Boston, so I showed her where I got it. She was nice about it being that I should have bought it earlier in the month and didn't have much with me. We took a walk last evening and have another street that we now walk down hand in hand.
But she's busy and sent me to get coffee, so I thought that, although she is the essential Margo Lane to the Lamont Cranston shadow, that while I was having coffee would be a good time for Captain America.
I happen to collect the film of Lionel Atwill.

Scott Lord