So, since my SRS in August of 2007, dilation has been painful and icky to the point that I eventually just abandoned it for like years!

So, after receiving some news about my own possible relationship to someone who is not yet to be named, and getting permission to perhaps pursue said relationship from the "powers" that be, I began dilating once again, musing about the possibilities.

Over several days, the process became much less painful than previously and soon I was exploring the issue to new um depths and breadths. :) So, late one evening last week, I was reading a romantic story and rather enjoying my dilating, but not to such an extent that would cause me to anticipate that which was about to befall me! Suddenly, as a bolt from the heavens, such an experience overcame me as I have never experienced in this life nor any previous one. I may have passed out, how else would I wind up on the floor, having oozed out of my chair? I lay there as the heavens sang to me, and I worked on getting my tongue back in my head. I knew there must be a silly grin on my face and I liked it! Um, a lot!

Well, by then I was quite fatigued and decided to finish the story in the morning. So, I danced my way into my bed chamber and flowed in between the sheets, the only problem there after was waking several times in the night because I was giggling! You say, "What, hath she no shame at all?" Nay, nay she doth not !

Now, I remember being told by the surgeon that nerve regrowth could take years.

Now my biggest problem is trying to find time to make it happen again, and again and again and ...

Sigh ! :)

Gwendolyn