So.

It's finally dawned on Mr. Wonderful that his new job is actually a form of self-induced celibacy, and that Catholic priests may actually be getting more action than him.

So, what now? When I was my little village, I knew we'd see each other every 3 weeks or so. There was something to look forward to. But now? Now, we're not so sure. It'll be a hit and miss as far as reunions go.

I've had this fantasy scenario running through my head. MW will call me up, as usual, but, oops!, he dialed the 'wrong number', and he's reached some horny, pretty young, thing. Hm, sounds hot, non?

Unfortunately, here's how I actually see the conversation going:

*RING*
Me (in my cutesy, Pretty Young Thing, sexy voice): Hello?
MW: Hey baby.
Me/PYT: Who is this?
MW: What?
Me/PYT: Who is this?
MW: Oh, I must have the wrong number.
*CLICK*
Me: Damnit.

*RING*
MW: Hello?
ME: Okay, that was actually me, I'm trying to be sexy. Call back again.
MW: Uh, why?
ME: Just do it.
MW: Fine.
*CLICK*

*RING*
ME/PYT: Hello?
MW: What are you doing?
Me/PYT: Who is this? Are you looking for my parents? They're gone for the weekend, and I'm home all alone....
MW: What? You're back at your parents house?
ME/PYT: I don't know what you're talking about.. I'm just a catholic school girl and-
MW: Are you drunk?
ME: No, but, uhm, I have this bottle of wine, and I thought maybe I'd, like, you know, stick it up my, uhm, vagina.
MW: Vagina?
ME/PYT: You know.. my....p-..p.... Oh, forget it.
*CLICK*

I'll admit it. I'm akward when it comes to phone sex. Having talked about sex parts - in proper, medically accepted terms - I find it silly and embarrassing to say dirty sex words. I recognize that "put your giant, throbbing cock in my wet pussy" sounds a bit more erotic than "enter my aroused vagina with your erect penis".

However, I want to get both our juices flowing, even if it's miles away. Any suggestions are welcomed.