Mike is one of my cousins, he usually lives in the coast but now he's staying at my mother's until July because he's attending a course to study his specialty. He's a doctor. He's not really my cousin, but I regard him, as well as his brothers and sister, much more as family than I do with my real horny hypocrits of real family. I'll tell you about my family some other time; it's another of the little girl-little woman-bitch from hell stories. There are many. It's hard to become a bitch, after all, and it takes long.

Anyway, I was talking about Mike.

My mom tells me he told her the other day he was overwhelmed by everything Belendor and I have accomplished. He considers we have done great things, ensured a beautiful place to live in, and done everything we have ever set out to do. That he admires us.

And so I says, "Uh? But I am the ultimate incarnation of frustration... Aren't I?" And the examination begins. Here are the results:

1. It turns out, everything I have ever wanted I've done it. I mean, I haven't been to Europe yet, of course, but of all the things I ever wanted to do as a teenager and a young adult, I've done them.

2. All the sick gross sexual fantasies I ever had, I fulfilled them. I still have many, but those are things I can do with someone I love such as Belendor. I wanted to have sex with a woman, I did it. Several times. And I enjoyed it. I wanted to do a threesome; I did it. A foursome; you got it. S&M, all right. You name it; if I ever wanted to do it, I did it.

3. We are a young {yuppie} couple at the beginning of 21st century who has accomplished much more than most of the couples in our culture do at our ages; we have achieved some sort of financial security and must not depend on third parties to swim. In our country, most of the people our age not only still receive money from their parents, but they still live with them. On the other hand, we have been independent for a long time.

Yeah, we're fulfilled. For now. I hadn't considered it in just that way.