Light Hooking

Today I find myself in a bit of a dilemma. It all started last week during Thanksgiving. Lilly, the woman I have been dating, invited me to spend the week with her family up in Cawker, Kansas. I’m sure most of you have heard of that town because it the home of the world’s largest ball of sisal twine. That’s right; their claim to fame is an 18,000 pound ball of twine.

Against my better judgment, I decided to make the trip with her because I am hooked on her hooch. She has some of the best poon my meat-baton has ever beaten, and she is a freak. When I say freak, I don’t mean that she likes to do it with the lights on or likes being on top, I mean the girl is Manson crazy in the sack. Example: I was taking her to my parent’s church to show her off and she buffed her muffin for me on the ride there. I almost hit a big homeless dog while watching her. Another example: I have a great deal of stamina when it comes to saucing the clam, but this girl even has me beat. One night after we had a sex marathon, she wanted more and I was played out, so she pulled out this dildo that could pass for one of those big holiday sausage logs. This thing was at least 14 inches long and as big around as a tube of Black Jack. I thought she may be able to take about a 1/3 of it but she ended up taking just about the entire thing and loved it. Honestly, I had mixed emotions about that because I didnt know if that should scare me or really turn me on. For the record, it did both. Overall, she is my kind of girl, so I didn’t mind spending a week in hell for her.

For the most part, it was a good trip. Her father is pretty cool. He has blood circulation problems in his legs and he isn’t able to walk long distances. He loves fishing but with his leg problems he really can’t get out, so they bought a home that had an in-ground swimming pool and he turned it into his own personal fishing hole. It is filled with creek and rain water and he has stocked it with bass, cat fish and carp. He has even put their old Christmas trees out there to give the fish several places to live. I’m not much of a fisherman, but I even caught a pretty big bass (I’d say it weighed about 5 pounds) and fought another one for about 5 minutes before it broke my line.

The food was good. Lilly’s mom doesn’t cook dressing in a pan; she makes dressing balls which was a first for me. I didn’t think they were as good as my NaNa’s dressing, but they were still pretty decent. During the entire time we were there they played old Christmas music: The Time Life Christmas Collection, The Ventures, Merle Haggard, G.F. Handel, John Rutter and a host of others. I know this because I had to play DJ for most of the week. Also, her mom likes to have awkward conversations. One time she asked me if I knew if my mom had hemorrhoids. I told her I didnt know and she proceeded to tell me that her hemorrhoid cream had stopped working and she was now "backed up".

The best part about the trip was getting to nail Lilly in her parent’s home. It was almost as if I was back in high school sneaking around and drilling girls while their parents were asleep. I popped Lilly in her old room, on the kitchen table at 2 in the morning, on the living room couch and even got some head from Lilly in the bathroom while her mom was in the next room singing with Bing Crosby and popping up some kettle corn.

Anyway, on our way home, Lilly was telling me how much fun she had and we were having one of those deep conversations. She was telling me how when she was in college her dad had lost his job and she had to start working as a waitress in some fancy restaurant/hotel to help for her college tuition. She said she was always complaining to some of the women in there about not making enough money and one of them told her she should start “light hooking” with some of the restaurant clientele because she could earn more money with one regular customer than she could in a month of waitressing.

She told me that for the rest of her time in college (about 2.5 years) she “light hooked” and was able to pay for college, buy a car and had plenty of spending money. She explained to me that “light hooking” isnt outright whoring, but rather it was having a few regular guys pay her to have sex with them. She said she never had over 4 guys and that 2 of the guys were her “constants” over her time of light hooking. Once she graduated college she moved away and claims to have retired from her days as a light hooker, but I really don’t know that I believe her.

So today I am torn. On one had I want to keep dating her because the sex is out of this world and I really think I could marry her, but on the other hand she is a whore, but not really because she claims to have only been with 7 guys in her life (8 counting me) and I really don’t consider that a whore.

I have a decision to make.