We finally meet!
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Posted:Oct 7, 2013 6:38 am
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2022 6:34 pm
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As I walk through that last hall after getting off a long flight, I see through the crowd a twinkle in a man's eye..
I wonder, could it be him? Could it? After all this time of emailing back and forth on the internet..
Will our impressions of each other be what we have come to expect after all this time........ who cares.. of course it is..
I'm a little ragged looking after such a long flight, but yes, it is him, sign in hand, with my real name on it, not some fictitious name that we've come to know..
I get closer, he looks at me with a smile that just melts my heart and is waiting with open arms wanting to hug me with a hug that will seem to last forever..
And then......... his soft lips meet mine for the first time.... omg, I get so wet, my heart is racing, and as I feel your body pressed against mine for the first time, I can
feel your heart racing and beating just as fast as mine. Your member just swollen through your pants and you don't want to let go as you know there are others
around and you don't want them to notice... but at the same time you're so lost in our meeting, you don't even think about it enough to worry.
By the time our lips unlock and we finally release from our long awaited hug, everyone had cleared the area and we were left standing alone, only to be seen by the lonely
security guard still at his post...... I'm sure he was wondering our story, and was probably sitting behind his desk with a hard on as big as yours just watching us.
We leave, arm in arm, with smiles bigger than one could imagine, as all I could smell on me at this time is the lingering of your luscious cologne still on my body.. OMG, it
makes me so horny I can hardly wait to get you to a room.....mmmmmmmmmmmm
As we make ourselves to your awaiting car, you can't seem to keep your hands off of me,, wanting to touch and caress every inch of me... and vice versa.
We leave, and I have no idea of where you're taking me. I am at your mercy.. my tummy has butterflies twirling about in it.. are they good, are they bad.. I can't tell.
I'm excited to see you finally.. at ever light we stop at, you lean into me to get another kiss, even if it's just a peck on the cheek.... the grins on our faces just won't diminish...
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It's Time!
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Posted:Feb 26, 2012 6:49 am
Last Updated:Jan 18, 2022 6:28 pm
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OK.. I have to post this, cause I'm going to rant here for a bit!
My turn!
For those of you who like to whine or complain about why I don't accept your offer to play..
First off, if you're under 35, it's very unlikely I'll accept even an offer to meet you for coffee to meet you.. I'm just not interested in younger guys.... I've lived that part of my life already.. been there done young guys.. they've grown up with me, and that's about the age group I still wanna play with. If you're in your 20's I now know the difference mentally what you bring to the table, thanks, but I'm sincerely not interested! Physically,, OMFG, you look sexy, hard bodied (for the most part), sexy, oh ya, I mentioned that! lol... yes, I understand most of you have stamina, but for me it's more than just that. I like to be able to have a conversation with you about something other than what my are into as well... you are the same age for goodness sakes... I'm not going there.
Secondly... I don't care what race you are... Some of my best playmates aren't white... and I won't divulge who they are either. I just got a reply back from a younger gentleman that threw me the race card as to why I wouldn't play with him after politely declining his offer... I shouldn't have to justify my reasons... but I did with this young lad as I felt he needed to know that wasn't the reason.. it was his age..
Thirdly, I'm in a cast, I'm not entertaining anyone in my home.. I'm crippled to some degree, and the last thing I'm going to do is invite some stranger into my home so he can do as he pleases to me or my home because I'm limited in my mobility.. do you think I'm that stupid or horny to allow that to happen... same as, I'm not going to meet you elsewhere in my state.. I can't protect myself enough if something were to go wrong.. I don't like the feeling of being weak prey for someone to abuse me.
I come online these days to keep in touch with current friends whether we've played or not.. It keeps me in touch with the outside world as to what's happening and not feeling like I'm totally cooped up in my home. If you just want to chat to get to know me, just say so.. I'm not opposed to that, and maybe, after I'm out of this state we will meet, until then, please have some patience with me. I know I can have sex with a cast on, it's my choice not to at the moment, so please respect me as I go through this.. it's not forever, it's temporary! If you're that serious about meeting, another month won't make a difference in timing.. I'll still be me, and you will still be you!
Awwwwwwwwwwww, I feel better now...... back to my tea!
Hugs and kisses to those that understand what I'm going through.
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Dreams
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Posted:Jan 10, 2012 7:20 am
Last Updated:Dec 4, 2021 7:26 am
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Ever wonder why we have the dreams we have? Wonder what they mean?
I do!
I have to share this one dream as it has been very eye opening for me...
For the last while, maybe a year now.. I have this reoccurring dream that I am in a situation where I feel the need to scream or yell out for help, and to no avail, my voice isn't coming out! I continue to scream, but nothing! I finally wake myself up from being so distraught and then frustrated... I make a sound just so that I know that my voice is still with me... why do I keep having this dream?
As I sat having tea one evening with a girl friend, this came up in conversation... little to my surprise I found my answer... I broke down in tears, right there in the coffee shop! I wasn't embarrassed for crying, I was having one of those ah ha moments in life, realizing what this dream meant to me...
I have come to realize that the person that I cherish so deeply in my life doesn't hear me! I talk but it seems that he doesn't hear me. My desires, my dreams, my wants, my needs, all get unheard!
It's a huge sign that my life has to change!
Since that moment about a month ago... I have not had this dream since... I am reevaluating my life and taking steps to wanting a life where I am heard.
I give thanks to Liz Bennett on her blog: The Wall, for giving me the strength to write this and knock down another brick in my wall! You have a lot of strength Liz, and I admire you for it, my dear friend.
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