As Lion said, we had dinner and a whale show last night. I never expected whales to be so close to shore. Today we’re on our way back home for a few days before our next trip.
Lion is confused about his all-you-can-come buffet. I haven’t been very clear. Because I don’t know what I’m doing either. I wasn’t prepared for Lion to resist taking as many orgasms as he wanted. I guess I should have been. I forgot about the coupons he has squirreled away. So in a pinch I had to make a decision. Damn. Well I’m still deciding.
One idea was to give him an orgasm a day. Another idea was to give him none. Obviously, one a day is not feasible. He wouldn’t be able to handle that. Neither is none. I wouldn’t like that any more than he would. So it has to be somewhere in the middle. Yes, I’m deciding. And that’s just like normal. But only because he wouldn’t decide.
In the back of my mind I’ve been wondering why he couldn’t just decide. I do a lot for him. Couldn’t he do this? But I do understand his reluctance. He doesn’t want to be in charge. Even for this part. I get it. I mean, I don’t get it. But I get it. The problem, of course, is that now he has to live with my uncertainty.
I guess the short answer is that he’ll get more orgasms than he would have normally gotten, more than he would have asked for, but less than one a day. Clear as mud, right? Sorry. I’ll try to come up with a better answer.