With all the talk of profiles that is always going on, and my ‘No, bad profile, bad!!’ thing, I have permission from the lovely man who prompted this post to show you ‘before’ and ‘after’.
He turned up on my ‘who’s viewing me’ list on CollarMe, so I went and took a look at his profile. It looked like this:
BEFORE:
This boy needs to learn who comes first.
Although he’s a successful and professional … Continue Reading
I will like it if you can be stunned into weakness for me, when I can shove you into a wall, a hand around your throat and threaten you and have you believe it (crossing that line between knowing that you can stop it any time you want and that tipping over point where the attack makes your brain stutter and your body go ‘wtf?!’). If I am aggressively fucking with you, I need to … Continue Reading
Our first phone call tasted like intimacy.
He was a little freaked out beforehand, worried about awkward silences.
Instead, it flowed easily, warm and affectionate.
He joked that I would blog about his ‘girlish voice’ after I mused that his voice was not quite how I expected it to be (see how this works, e? You joke about it, and I am almost certain to mention it… and yes, I shall expect jokes about your … Continue Reading
Hello e,
You are exemplary with the one line hotness… Sometimes, my eyes read something and it goes straight to my cunt.
I was going to make lunch, masturbated instead.
You featured heavily.
Ferns… Continue Reading
I am a little cautious about cautiously mentioning in a tentatively cautious way that the ‘interesting man who I am enchanting’ mentioned here (that was his description, by the way, after noting that he had been referred to as ‘someone’) is turning out to be quite the thing.
It is a little dangerous to poke a stick at it here when it is such early days and may yet peter out, but it is hugely … Continue Reading
You keep checking to see if I am awake, quietly sneaking a look, and when I open my eyes sleepily, you are allowed to kiss me on skin that is exposed, bare above the sheet.
The kissing is both greeting and a gentle feeling out of my mood. Sometimes I barely acknowledge you, sometimes I purr and arch into your kisses exposing maybe my neck, my ear to you, sometimes I pull the sheet down … Continue Reading
In the midst of happy stories, I will sneak in the end of my last chapter, not a happy ending, I am sorry for that (not for you, dear readers, I am selfishly only sorry for me).
This story ended some time ago, really, but for this post to make sense, I have to explain a little further. The breakup with my boy was a combination of distance (and all the challenges that … Continue Reading