roamingaround

poker? i hardly know her...

I almost passed out once during an orgasm. It was with the Violinist in the attic of her grandparents' house. Attic is probably overstating it; it was more like a crawlspace that had ambitions of becoming an actual room, but never really grew that far. Basically it was a small, cramped room, filled with all kinds of junk and always at least ten degrees hotter than the rest of the house. At any rate, one day during the summer a number of years back I'd helped her grandfather put in a fence on what was one of the hottest days of the summer.

I came in overheated after we'd finished. The Violinist found me in the kitchen, desperately trying to cool off. She took my hand and dragged up into the attic. It was impossibly hot up there, but she persisted and, well, I really can't say no. We probably should've stopped when sweat started raining off of me; it was like I'd sprung a leak or something. My clothes were completely soaked and my eyes were burning. I'll never forget being poised above her, coming, and getting so dizzy that I collapsed on top of her and accidentally hit her head with my own. I'd nearly passed out from dehydration. An interesting memory.