After about our first month of suckling four to five times a day “they” got names.
They are very different. They only look the same. As we would discuss their differences and the changes, the names “Left One” and “Right One” were too impersonal for such an on going intimate relationship. Besides, the girl on my left was on his right, and vise versa.
Even before they got names, he began to refer to them as “The Girls.” I was trying to be cute and just called them “My Boobies.” Soon, I was calling them “The Girls” too.
So now we “Take care of the girls.” It’s, “How are the girls?” and “Do the girls need me?” I say, “The girls miss you.” or “The girls are aching for some attention.” If I see him drink a glass of milk I teasingly scold him, call him a traitor and say, “You’re cheating on the girls.”
Where was I… Oh! Now this could be embarrassing… Blushing…
I want to introduce Kelly and Kerry. We know who is who, because Kelly on my left has Ls, and Kerry on the right has Rs.
Only minutes after naming them, it was decided that there were always three girls vying for his attention. The third would be Kitty. The Ts means nothing, but the name fits the little tigress that purrs. Kitty is just as much of a part of the suckling as the other two. She has a deal with the twins. If they share some action, she helps them have a second let down, and sometimes more.
Kelly is the one that likes to make him work for it. She gives just as much, but slower. Kerry sends showers. She is quick and easy. Kitty is worse than the rest, she pounces every chance she gets. When Kelly is being stubborn, I tell him, “Somebody around here has got to play hard to get!”
Well now you know. I wasn’t going to tell you, but its Friday. Even with this head cold, I am in a good mood. I wouldn’t have told this a little while ago. Before I sat down to type, I got my dose of oxytocin and now I am smiling. Tomorrow I might see this post and faint. LOL. If this post disappears when my head clears of cold and oxytocin, you will know I blushed too much.
Do you have a name for Kitty’s “dance partner”? One you came up with yourself?
Ever since the 2004 USA election I keep thinking of Kerry as a boy’s name (for John Kerry). I take it you mean it as a homonym of “Carrie,” the girl’s name?
I know a lot of Kerrys with a K. They are all gals. The instance you mentioned is a last name.
I often refer to Kitty’s dance partner as “My Buddy,” “The Guy,” or “Something Hard.” He has not been named. We threw around a few after we named the girls, but nothing seemed right.
Themarriagebed.com has a forum where people talk quite openly about more private matters. They have some pretty funny threads discussing “naming” and “terms of endearment.” We found the threads after we named the girls. We read some of them together, and now we have these little lines that we use… I won’t go into them, but if you ever need a light-heart look them up.
Don’t let me fool you. I am not beyond talking “dirty” when the time is right. If I am in a devious mood, I know how to be sultry and still be a lady.
Yeah, but every time I saw the word “Kerry” on the TV on in the newspapers, I would think back to John Kerry and say “Oh, him?” Like I said, I never knew any women named “Kerry” before, only “Carrie”.
Maybe you’ll come up with a name for Kitty’s dance partner soon.
I have the same issue when I hear the name Kerry. If I were him, I’m sure I’d think of it as Carrie too.
Hubby named mine…Lucy on my left and Renee on my right.
Loved your post…I can relate so much to you and your soulmate. I also appreciate how you respond tactfully to comments by making helpful suggestions. I too love the marriagebed..com and all it has to offer!
Blessings!
I can tell that you are going to have so much fun with this. Your husband now has his little harem of ladies to amuse him. If he enjoys including “The Girls” in remarks as much as mine does, there will be lots of smiles and laughter.