Ok, I know nobody really cares - but I must share this. After almost a year of waiting the dry spell is officially OVER! Yippee! I’m a happy camper! And I had the best Sushi tonight! I had SSS - Sushi. Sake and Sex!!! :D:D:D Ok, now I’m blushing a bit…heehee…but I’m starting this thread anyway and you can’t stop me!
Have a great day tomorrow dopers!
By the way I changed my name to scootergirl fom lacortadora.
Pics or it didn’t happen.
Of the sushi or the sake? :halo:
never mind the pix. i need the deets. howz come the dry spell???
Oh long long story Scubaqueen. Let’s just say that I learned something about myself. I CAN be a patient person! Or maybe it’s pure stubbornness and loyalty that prompted me to wait for my lover. Whatever it was, it and he were worth the wait. 
BTW, I am certified too, but I have only gone diving in cold ass water here in the NW coast. The coolest creature I saw was an Octupus under a sunken paddle boat. It came out just for me. At least I’d like to pretend that it was just for me. Oh was he wonderful to dive with. I am dying to go in tropical waters some day. I hope to go to Cancun and Cozumel next year. 
Ooo, pics! Maybe next time, but I don’t think I’ll be sharing them with any of you. 
Take your own, Arrendajo!
Am I a child? Why did I laugh at this so much? I mean, zomg, this is so funneh! lol
The sushi, of course.
Were you typing the thread title while it was happening?
Good for you. Everybody should be having sex!
Pervert! What of the children? Won’t somebody think of the… err, nevermind.
Ha!! Oh I see what you mean - the YES YES YES! You are funny. You know sometimes it is good enough that even long afterwards you are still feeling the …um…effects of it.
If pics are not forthcoming, we do need details.
Where was the most exotic place you did it?
Now THAT would be an instant classic “ask the..” thread!
-D/a
You really want to know? Ok, I will tell ya. On a beach in Galveston, TX. At night. I was 21, my guy was 24. We were with a group of friends and spending the weekend on the beach. We were mellow enjoying the bomb fire and at some point decided to go for a walk. We stopped and sat on the sand to look at the moon and listen to the waves, started making out and before we knew it we were doing it. All nice and hot at first…then I began to feel sand in every crack…not pleasant I must say. As a matter of fact I was regretting every single moment of it, but, as the adventurous soul that I tend to be, I put up with it. Then, as anyone who has lived in TX knows, the weather changed on a dime and as he kissed my neck and ears and tried to keep the romantic moment going, I heard thunder, then the rain came. Not just rain, torrential rain! It hurt as it hit our skin! My boyfriend (what the hell was his name?! I can’t remember!) wasn’t giving up. I ended up pushing him off me while yelling over the rain and thunder…“WTF, get off me you horndog! This totally sucks!!!” There you go, that’s the most exotic place I ever did it. UGH!
Bomb fire? I don’t think I’d want to sit too close… could be romantic, though, if you both lived through it.
ARGH! You know what I mean. Sorry, I meant bonfire!!!
English is my second language DAMMIT!!! ARGH! Whatever!