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Posted:Jul 14, 2011 9:02 am
Last Updated:Jul 14, 2011 4:02 pm
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I just got this from one of those guys that are fake...but , they sure make it tempting to respond...that and a sweet looking guy in the military... so i thought I would post the quote cause I like it..."Falling in love is when she falls asleep in your arms, and wakes up in your dreams."
I am such a romantic, all this is too much, if I were just to copulate and not share even a name, perhaps then it would be easier. I don't want to know your name when you never call again. I don't want to call you, and have you never answer. I do not want to envision the wanton moments of our first kiss...
I am de-furring body, dying roots,,,planning on some long nails and fishnets and my new spike heels. For who you ask? For me...currently there is no lover, if your in my area and are serious, drop me a resume.
I will re-write this and add photo ...but busy now preening.
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Posted:Jul 11, 2011 10:29 pm
Last Updated:Jul 13, 2011 5:25 am
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Always waiting for approval in some way or another...maybe they just didn't like post...who knows. Feeling blue today I just miss having real love in my life...just closeness and caring . Sometimes just breathing is too much. v
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romance novel 2011
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Posted:Jul 9, 2011 7:03 pm
Last Updated:Jul 16, 2011 8:39 am
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HARLEQUIN NOVEL...UPDATED TO 2011
Harlequin Novel, Updated.... 2011 Version:
He grasped me firmly, but gently, just above my elbow and guided me into a room, his room.
Then he quietly shut the door and we were alone. He approached me soundlessly, from behind, and spoke in a low, reassuring voice close to my ear. "Just relax."
Without warning, he reached down and I felt his strong, calloused hands start at my ankles, gently probing, and moving upward along my calves, slowly but steadily. My breath caught in my throat.
I knew I should be afraid, but somehow I didn't care. His touch was so experienced, so sure.
When his hands moved up onto my thighs, I gave a slight shudder, and partly closed my eyes. My pulse was
pounding. I felt his knowing fingers caress my abdomen, my ribcage. And then, as he cupped my firm, full breasts in his hands, I inhaled sharply. Probing, searching, knowing what he wanted, he brought his hands to my shoulders, slid them down my tingling spine and into my panties.
Although I knew nothing about this man, I felt oddly trusting and expectant. This is a man, I thought. A man used to taking charge. A man not used to taking 'No' for an answer. A man who would tell me what he wanted. A man who would look into my soul and say . . . .
"Okay ma'am, you can board your flight now."
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Today’s gripe
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Posted:Jul 8, 2011 11:02 am
Last Updated:Jul 9, 2011 7:04 pm
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Finally thought on all this stuff…what the heck is going on. If the game is about the chase and the conquest what happens when it’s done, is it always a done deal? I am happy to know up front if it’s a one or two night stand…no biggie, its just when you just drop off the face of the earth without explanation that it is unacceptable. If I am not your cup of tea, just buck up and say so. It’s not confrontation, it’s courtesy. I don’t want to hear…I was busy or nothing at all. It does not fly. If you found someone you like more…say it. If you want to try and be faithful that is fine too. Let me also add…when I spend my time saying “hello” everyday, chatting ect… I am a friend. Real friends are consistent parts of your life. It is rude to all of a sudden not respond. Let me add that there is much to be said for the adage you get what you give in this world.
Moving on with today’s adventure…thinking of going to Sugarland, I will be camping at Darien lake with friends for the next two days…I am not big on camping, but I am very big on hanging out, shooting the breeze and just plain fun.
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The Seer
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Posted:Jul 2, 2011 10:55 am
Last Updated:Dec 21, 2014 6:50 pm
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What I think
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Posted:Jun 26, 2011 6:26 pm
Last Updated:Jul 6, 2011 5:32 am
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I would like a man who is not going to dish out stupid comments, like ….no relationship, no strings attached. That is so stupid, I have a relationship with everyone who shares something in my life. I have no plans to camp on the curb in front of your home. Get real…I want good sex, regular sex with someone who has the time. Sure it would be great to find someone single, or with a “love nest”, I want to be a part of someone’s life, not just a “fuk buddy”. Looking for one man, not a series of conquests. I am a BBW who appreciates an athletic man. I prefer blue eyes, but will not rule out variety. I prefer tall men, but will add when you are short like me, everyone is tall.
I enjoy taking walks, doing photography, boating , fishing. I enjoy going to the casino, I don’t win very often but do have a great time there. I am not looking for weird sex…I am pretty vanilla…love oral. I am not the McDonald’s of sex, this is not a drive through. I am very real and will treat you with respect and consideration. Looking for a man who likes to touch and be fussed with. Looking to have tight friendship…someone to share with…partner in crime…someone who isn’t getting sex at home. I would prefer a man who has come to grips with his situation and won’t try and dump his feelings of guilt. Looking for someone who won’t ask me how I deal with it, it is private and on a need to know basis. If you can prove who you are…bonus preferences are given…If I do not know you, or your real name or the real you I would prefer not to sleep with you. The Zoro mask is a no go. My sexuality is one of the most private things I can share, touching and sharing the very core of me. My desire is not to threaten or put your real life at risk…I am just looking for honesty among thieves, If your desire is to get laid by a stranger…forget it, they call that marriage. {laughs}
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the bond
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Posted:Jun 19, 2011 11:38 pm
Last Updated:Jun 23, 2011 6:36 am
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Tell me what you think I might have a pic to go with this blog...thank God for bad lighting...I was able to confiscate the pic card.
Well, the night didn't turn out as planned. Rick and I emailed back and forth all day...we talked about adventure, all of the dirty things he was going to do. Sending emails that invited thoughts "Think you'll be horny and playful for some kink tonight or tomorrow? Get you all drippy and messy...hot...hungry...I have very hot and nasty ideas ideas for you to enjoy.",Tthat pussy looks might hot and tasty...needs to be licked long and slow, clit sucked and tongued til it throbs for cock...." The entire day I readied and planned for such an adventure. I polished my toes, did sculptured nails...made them long and cat like so they would be sexy. Purple lace panties and brand new pink lace push up bra from Victoria's Secret. I should of bought stockings...but, just didn't motivate. Anticipation made me crazy all day. So much so that I had to take things into my own hands, so to speak. Didn't take long to find some encouragement on line, there is something to be said for youth...sometimes it is not waisted on the youth. I watched a taught hard body stroke for an hour, stamina was at full throttle. So after playing for a while, I readied for the big date.
I am always getting lost and to boot I was running late, so I stopped and asked directions at a little bar called the Deuces on route 5. Just my luck that this real hot guy was leaving when I walked up to ask directions...he told his friend to forget picking him up, he offered to show me himself. Let me just add although I could tell he had a few but, he was a charmer. He guided me to the Red Roof telling me if the date didn't work he would be happy to help. We turned around and I dropped him off at his apartment. He gave me his number and I said I would call if I needed him. Driving back to the Red Roof for "the adventure", a little bit late and very nervous.
Before I could get to the room he sent a text, letting me know it was room 150 second door from the end. How hard could that be...right, I saw room 149 and room 151. He did say second from the end, needless to say I walked into the wrong room. It was like Lampoon's Vegas Location, family and everywhere...quickly I said, " I was so sorry" and shut the door.
When I drove around the building, there was room 150. I walked in, looking around the bottle of wine...candles. I was greeted with a controlled teasing kiss. It was nice to see my old friend from 25 years ago. He looked the same, but had silver hair and as handsome as I remembered.
I was told to lay on the bed as he stripped my dress to the floor, ever so delicately he fastened the leather restraints to my wrist and ankles. He collard my neck, leashing me.
This was all very new to me, and I have a tendency to chatter when nervous, he should of gagged me for my own good. I was told to roll over while he paddled my behind, with each smack my skin stung and tingled and got all hot. When he was through with the paddle he took the cat of nine tails and whipped me. It was like leather velvet across my ass and back. Inside I dripped with anticipation... It did make me ready for play, and I would say the tongue is the greatest defense.
It is funny being friends took away the sexuality, it was very erotic as hell but, missing some of the game. I am very new, a baby when it comes to this role of submission, I like the memory of this adventure although nothing happened. I wonder if it is possible to play again without nervous chatter to ruin the mood. I am glad I can be friends with this man. Sure there was disappointment, but there is someone for everyone in this world. I am hoping that I will find someone who I can please. Someone who understands and is patient He did not use me, or mistreat me I welcomed his touch. I trusted him to do what pleased. I enjoyed the control...and to be able to let someone else guide me.
When he left I stayed about an hour, I enjoyed the privacy that I don't get at home. I was able to play without fear of the door opening. Laying back on the bed I tenderly touched all the hot area's, remembering Rick's touch. I spread the petals of my rose, moist with dew from the game. Fingering inside, rubbing till the little nub got all tight. I thought of his tongue and how he kissed me. It sent chills through my body...I was eager to get over the top. Moaning just a bit...there is something about losing control, Every part of your body gets tight and the chill rips through your blood. Being ready it made it easy to cum to peak. I enjoyed a glass of wine and I didn't call my direction guy...I will save him for another day. I like my men sober and enjoy knowing them before I do the motel thing...but, I was surely tempted. Driving home left much thought in my mind. I wonder if I could get into "it" and I suspect the answer will be yes for the right man. I would hope to have someone experienced as Rick, someone whom I would trust my life, needs and sexuality with.
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must read!
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Posted:Jun 17, 2011 3:04 pm
Last Updated:Jul 23, 2011 9:05 am
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I finally figured out why I am so full-figured! As I was conditioning my hair in the shower this morning, I took time to read my shampoo bottle. I am in shock! The shampoo I use in the shower that runs down my entire body says "for extra volume and body"! Seriously, why have I not noticed this before? Tomorrow I am going to start using "Dawn" dish soap! It says right on the bottle, "dissolves fat that is otherwise difficult to remove". It pays to read the warning labels my friends!
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