Talking is Good for the Soul

So we had our talk. There was no definite answer one way or the other. It was therapeutic to get some things off my chest. I was surprised at the lack of awkwardness. It's still hard though.
We have been talking a lot since the month has ended. It's nice having someone to talk to again. I've missed it. The Boy came over on Friday. It was a lot harder than I thought it was going to be to just keep my hands to myself. I don't know why I thought it would be so easy. I enjoyed myself and the company and hope we can do it again. I'm glad he doesn't regret the kiss, because afterwards I was starting to feel bad about it. Wondering if I went too far. We talk about sex, but I wonder should we be talking about it. Is it my brain that is having the conversation or just my horniness. I'm okay as long as I don't think about sex. But then you have to wonder will sex cause more problems or help. I just try to take it all in stride, and work on my over analyzing of things.