Title:           Journal 6
Author:          SnowBlind
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First Edit:      Thursday 23rd of January 2014 09:36:07 PM CDT
Last Edit:       Thursday 23rd of January 2014 09:36:07 PM CDT

01-23-14
 
Well. Where do I begin?
 
Estrus is shit, for one thing. I've had straight thoughts since I landed here, but these were just ridiculous. And the gay thoughts? Well, I could manage those already. Sort of. Anyway, Booze gave me this tea and it was like unclogging a drain, all the thoughts of going down on the nearest stallion or mare kinda floated away. Well... not all of them, in fact I still had a desire to... eh heh. Lesbian stuff, will build on later.
 
So, while I'm busy being agitated at my natural impulses (DISGUSTINGLY natural impulses), I'm working in the mines. Second day, in the morning. Would you know it, I find nickel. A VEIN of nickel, but not a big one. It was damn tiny: 3 grams. But shit, Alt got nothing but rocks again. I feel sorry for the motherfucker. Almost. Not forgiving him for the fireball incident anytime soon.
 
Strange things happened after I drank the tea, though. I can't really say when it began, but I'll go out on a limb and say it was about when Mary poked me. So I poked back, and before i knew it we had a sort of war on our hooves. Skipping the details, I lost. The Killer Queen conquered me with tummy rubs, and oh lawd... It was amazing. Certainly taught me never to "rebel" again, heh... no seriously, she could potentially murder me with a wave of a hoof, I'm not testing that.
 
Well, this was right there in the Inn, and I was getting all flustered because... well, it just felt so GOOD! Thing escalated and, long story short, we wound up touching each other. Like, if we were in private we'd be giving each other "hoof jobs". This was right in public. It was risky. I was a little panicky. I regret nothing, it was so fucking awesome and shetoldmetotellherwhenIwantedanothertummyrub~!!!!
 
I'm going to go soak my head or something. When I think about it, I don't believe that this is, by any means, anything more than a physical relationship. I've been calling her the "Killer Queen" since her duel yesterday with Alt (after the fireball incident --I'm going to feed him to Gl'bgolyb--), and there hasn't been much aside from playful flirting... kinda like with Fox and friends.
 
But let's consider the facts: We got frisky, and we both enjoyed it. FUCK YES! I could care less about this being simply physical, it's nice to... hmm... not sure if I want to use "clear the air" for this one. Let's make this clearer:
 
>wanting a loving relationship with a mare that looks like you
>wanting said type of relationship instead of sex
>not wanting a FWB for the purpose of finding said sort of relationship
>not giving in to the tummy rubs
 
Lame as fuck, I'll stick with us being FWBs. Oh yes... the benefits...