eversobeautiful
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- Dec 4, 2001
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I finally met FLY ON WALL last week.
I left last Monday at 5:15 AM and got there at 11:30 PM.
I spent Tuesday through this Wednesday with him at his home.
I left his home yesterday (Wednesday) at 6:00 AM and got home at 1:15 AM.
I miss him already.
Going there, I was hoping to find something, maybe some real emotions. Being home again, I'm sure I found that and a thousand countless other things too. Things that make me laugh, things that make me cry.
I know one thing for certain, I love him more than anything. I love him more than I ever thought possible in fact.
I'm not saying he is perfect because no one else but he what he IS is nice, caring, sensitive, loving, handsome, not pushy, doesn't pressure me, makes me feel beautiful, makes me smile, puts up with my mood swings or when I got drunk. God, he even gave me a long stemmed rose. How romantic is that?
I intend to visit him again and again if possible and hope to have him come visit me, especially since my family would like to meet him.
Yes, we did have sex but it wasn't exactly what either of us was expecting I'm sure. For me, I was literally expecting agnozing torture as that was what it almost was the first time I tried years ago with someone else (we never had sex though in the fullest sense)... What the shock was that it wasnt that bad, yes, dont get me wrong, it hurt, but not what I imagined and hell, I even began/came to enjoy it.
I hurt just not being with him.
Course, I physically hurt too from baggage that was wrapped on my shoulders (they are bruised, red, and in AGNOZING pain!) -- I have a ice pack on them TRYING to unclench them a tiny bit at least.
In short, the trip was paradise and I instend to return to it.
Jess
I left last Monday at 5:15 AM and got there at 11:30 PM.
I spent Tuesday through this Wednesday with him at his home.
I left his home yesterday (Wednesday) at 6:00 AM and got home at 1:15 AM.
I miss him already.
Going there, I was hoping to find something, maybe some real emotions. Being home again, I'm sure I found that and a thousand countless other things too. Things that make me laugh, things that make me cry.
I know one thing for certain, I love him more than anything. I love him more than I ever thought possible in fact.
I'm not saying he is perfect because no one else but he what he IS is nice, caring, sensitive, loving, handsome, not pushy, doesn't pressure me, makes me feel beautiful, makes me smile, puts up with my mood swings or when I got drunk. God, he even gave me a long stemmed rose. How romantic is that?
I intend to visit him again and again if possible and hope to have him come visit me, especially since my family would like to meet him.
Yes, we did have sex but it wasn't exactly what either of us was expecting I'm sure. For me, I was literally expecting agnozing torture as that was what it almost was the first time I tried years ago with someone else (we never had sex though in the fullest sense)... What the shock was that it wasnt that bad, yes, dont get me wrong, it hurt, but not what I imagined and hell, I even began/came to enjoy it.
I hurt just not being with him.
Course, I physically hurt too from baggage that was wrapped on my shoulders (they are bruised, red, and in AGNOZING pain!) -- I have a ice pack on them TRYING to unclench them a tiny bit at least.
In short, the trip was paradise and I instend to return to it.
Jess
