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Tonight has gone to any kind of plan at all - note to readers that's why my boyfriend and I rarely make any concrete arrangements. As hinted at last night we were hoping to go to Manchester Pride tonight to see Peter Andre depending on numerous variants; those variants being we could get hold of some free passes rather than paying full whack for the final couple of hours and I could get off work early. The passes did not come through, some friends of my boyfriend have been at Pride all weekend and we were hoping they didn't want to go again tonight so we could use their passes. They're back again (we don't blame them really) besides that plan may well have backfired anyway; you see the passes are wristbands which, back in the day, you could slip off and give to a friend to gain entry. This year we've learned they're checking the wristbands to see if they've been tampered with, cut or removed - if they have you don't get in without paying again; hence there was no need to get off work early anyway.

Obviously I was then hoping to fall back on plan B - for boyfriend to come around tonight and together we'd cure our collective horniness. Going off on a tangent, I'm sure we need some kind of therapy; I mean we last had sex on Saturday and it's all I ever think about and creeps into every conversation I have with my boyfriend which proves he's thinking about it too. We're both craving it so much at the moment despite us having copious amounts of it through the past week we still want more and more. I've just been so horny again today and I was even thinking of asking my boyfriend to visit me at work so we could sneak off and have sex in the car park or somewhere; anywhere.

Plan B fell through too, with me not finishing work until late and both of us back in work early in the morning it left little scope for us, which thinking on makes sense. I'm gutted I'm not getting laid but there is some good news; I should have been working until late tomorrow too but Ian's changed my shift so I can finish early. Now let's do the maths, I'm on an early start and finish tomorrow + my boyfriends on an early start and finish tomorrow = a great night in prospect. Good things come to those who wait boys and girls, it's true; even if I am over exaggerating the fact that we've been apart for two nights now and making it sound like an eternity. But that's what it feels like, honestly; I mean I'm starting to feel like a virgin again, dishonestly ...............