Alpina's blog post - Quiet Days

I logged on to NN with the intent of only leaving a mark here today when I found a note that someone had been missing me in the last few days - and I did. Thanks. I also found an offer to have my pussy licked next time this guy was at Vienna airport (would I please come there then) and a compliment from someone else for my sexy pictures (there are none) combined with the wish of rating this guy's rather suboptimally sized cock. The usual correspondence.

I am drowsing through my last free days, ride my bicycle now and then and still refuse to think of school. I often swim in my pool as it is rather hot, do some reading, cook meals and hardly meet any people. What I mainly seem to do is watching myself grow and become awkward - it's such a new and unusual feeling as it is my first pregnacy. I'm not doing well at controlling my emotions at the moment - I am often moody and a little depressed, and anxious about the things to come. Sometimes I become cross at little things and intolerant with people and what they tell me - particularly if they tell me stories of problems with pregnancies and births. Then I could wring their necks, or cry, or both.

I have not had much sex lately - Phillip is quite busy with the Olympic Games coming (I am glad he opted for not going to Peijing, but staying here, although I didn't stop him from accepting the assignment.) There is some quiet marital morning or evening sex - often our bodies find together in half sleep. It's then that a fire flares up which is otherwise burning very quietly at the moment.