Thin Man
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Mar 9, 2002
- Posts
- 298
AHH, those eyes!
Indigo, I skipped the last few pages as I had a thought that I did not want to lose.
The photos in the first couple of pages compel me to comment on your eyes, or rather the feeling they invoke within me.
If the eyes are the " Window to the soul" then yours are indeed a look within. I see a sensuality that leaps forth and captures my thoughts and also somehow evokes a feeling of a dark side that you do not express. I have nothing to base this on other than the eye photos and I have been wrong many times. A sense of foreboding, a feeling that with you, play could be a very serious thing indeed.
How I wish that again I could be a "boy" and come out to play and take chances with things that I know could be dangerous, but do anyway, because therein lies the opportunity to be thrilled beyond belief, aroused in ways I never imagined, and sated as never before and maybe never again.
I peek through your windows and find myself aroused. Never pull your shades.
Indigo, I skipped the last few pages as I had a thought that I did not want to lose.
The photos in the first couple of pages compel me to comment on your eyes, or rather the feeling they invoke within me.
If the eyes are the " Window to the soul" then yours are indeed a look within. I see a sensuality that leaps forth and captures my thoughts and also somehow evokes a feeling of a dark side that you do not express. I have nothing to base this on other than the eye photos and I have been wrong many times. A sense of foreboding, a feeling that with you, play could be a very serious thing indeed.
How I wish that again I could be a "boy" and come out to play and take chances with things that I know could be dangerous, but do anyway, because therein lies the opportunity to be thrilled beyond belief, aroused in ways I never imagined, and sated as never before and maybe never again.
I peek through your windows and find myself aroused. Never pull your shades.
