Which is why I'm here. I blog elsewhere, but people like my mother and neighbors read it. Needless to say I censor myself quite a bit in those venues. Particularly my sex life. Not here, though. A fellow needs to be frank someplace, and I've just never been one to dish to my friends any but the most exceptional experiences. Exceptional is exceptional, but mundane is relative and, frankly, quite a bit more confusing.

I live in a relatively small town currently, a somewhat difficult situation having spent my whole life prior in cities. My job brought me here, and I'm trying to make the best of it. Cindy lives above me. She's the closest thing I've had this last year to a relationship. But we mostly just fuck. Even though it is can be the best sex of my life it will never go much beyond that. We're both ok with that. Mostly.

Back before we had seen each other naked she was just another neighbor to me. When we both smoked I would run into her on the back patio every couple of days and we would chat about some bland thing or another. Sometimes her boyfriend would come to visit and I'd chat with the two of them. He was from her hometown in California, and I even got along with him.

Now all we do is drive each other crazy. Mostly in the good way.