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I guess I will settle for being off work today.
greetings
Hi. In all honestly I don't know why I'm responding to you personals ad. It's 11:51 pm and I'm bored. I guess that's as good a reason as any.
In the picture in the ad, what are you sitting on?
What tri state area are you refering to?
I write as well, I've submitted a few things to this cite which have been excepted. I'm not sure how good they are.
I'm going to stop now as I will either get very boring or incoherent I can't tell which.
drop me a line if you'd like
have fun.
Hi. In all honestly I don't know why I'm responding to you personals ad. It's 11:51 pm and I'm bored. I guess that's as good a reason as any.
In the picture in the ad, what are you sitting on?
What tri state area are you refering to?
I write as well, I've submitted a few things to this cite which have been excepted. I'm not sure how good they are.
I'm going to stop now as I will either get very boring or incoherent I can't tell which.
drop me a line if you'd like
have fun.
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In the picture I am sittinng on a platform of velvet material and it is one of a series that a friend photographed me for her art.
It's the only Tri-state that refers to the Northeast region.
In the picture I am sittinng on a platform of velvet material and it is one of a series that a friend photographed me for her art.
It's the only Tri-state that refers to the Northeast region.
thank you for the assumption
I only recently started writing anything of an erotic ilk (*please forgive the bad spelling I'd like to blame it on monkeys, but they spell better than I do*). I general I'd let my mind wander then have to bite my hand as to not noticablely have my body twitch. I have written stories and poems, the poetry went dirty first. And as I seem to be haveing a problem writing anything that isn't of a pleasantly dirty nature I've been doing that.
I general I end up feeling, besides rather. . . distracted in the adult way, silly when I write about the genital or ass regoin. I either use the slang words that I don't find discusting or I try to avoid it all together. Neither sound right. The first ends up sounding sort of whore around the corner, which is fine as long as it goes with the story. The secod option: after a while sound overly evasive.
In general I'm a fan of playing with a person until they're nearly insane, and thanking you for it, and then a reliease. I find the tension of trying to hold it in, control it, or trying to pretend nothing is happening very entertaining.
Then of coarse there's the theory . . . and all those other things I really want to try on someone.
Mab
I only recently started writing anything of an erotic ilk (*please forgive the bad spelling I'd like to blame it on monkeys, but they spell better than I do*). I general I'd let my mind wander then have to bite my hand as to not noticablely have my body twitch. I have written stories and poems, the poetry went dirty first. And as I seem to be haveing a problem writing anything that isn't of a pleasantly dirty nature I've been doing that.
I general I end up feeling, besides rather. . . distracted in the adult way, silly when I write about the genital or ass regoin. I either use the slang words that I don't find discusting or I try to avoid it all together. Neither sound right. The first ends up sounding sort of whore around the corner, which is fine as long as it goes with the story. The secod option: after a while sound overly evasive.
In general I'm a fan of playing with a person until they're nearly insane, and thanking you for it, and then a reliease. I find the tension of trying to hold it in, control it, or trying to pretend nothing is happening very entertaining.
Then of coarse there's the theory . . . and all those other things I really want to try on someone.
Mab
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Mab,
There is actually that slow draw of seduction that vibrates within and the anticipation of the next moment. It is not about forcing parts of the body that draws the senses in this medium and at some moments in real life. One does not have to excercise vulgarity to please another or even attempt to stimulate. It is more massaging of the mind and the senses that cultivates a form of sensuality and the drawing of desires to be touched in ways that don't require just the genitals.
I am very explorative also, but it is not what others may see as face value or this charge to excite or puncture that envelope of rawness, but to also have a finesse and cultivate the tenderness.
There are perversive distractions and there are the ones that draw your energy and sensuality to be touched within the swirls of your mind and the creativity and also what encompasses that person's true senualness or lack there of.
I would like to see if we can unearth and stir each other without the typical language, but the unspoken words that create and embrace the feelings and emotions that we can find and bridge this inner warmth and touch.
There is actually that slow draw of seduction that vibrates within and the anticipation of the next moment. It is not about forcing parts of the body that draws the senses in this medium and at some moments in real life. One does not have to excercise vulgarity to please another or even attempt to stimulate. It is more massaging of the mind and the senses that cultivates a form of sensuality and the drawing of desires to be touched in ways that don't require just the genitals.
I am very explorative also, but it is not what others may see as face value or this charge to excite or puncture that envelope of rawness, but to also have a finesse and cultivate the tenderness.
There are perversive distractions and there are the ones that draw your energy and sensuality to be touched within the swirls of your mind and the creativity and also what encompasses that person's true senualness or lack there of.
I would like to see if we can unearth and stir each other without the typical language, but the unspoken words that create and embrace the feelings and emotions that we can find and bridge this inner warmth and touch.
curious
I don't want to seem insulting, but I'll say it anyway. Do you ever speak plainly or do you always sound like this? The writing's very nice, but it seem like . . .
I'm not completely sure of the word I'm searching for. I'm not asking you to swear or speak in slang, just that what you write sounds very rehursed which makes it sound less than genuine. It'd be good for a speech but sounds strange as part of a conversation. Again--I'm sorry if you found this insulting
I don't want to seem insulting, but I'll say it anyway. Do you ever speak plainly or do you always sound like this? The writing's very nice, but it seem like . . .
I'm not completely sure of the word I'm searching for. I'm not asking you to swear or speak in slang, just that what you write sounds very rehursed which makes it sound less than genuine. It'd be good for a speech but sounds strange as part of a conversation. Again--I'm sorry if you found this insulting
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souls inter~connect...
dns~
You are so incredible eloquent!
I concur...the soul is deep and there are places within its open but hidden recesses that can be found through another's thoughts..and meaning on this planet; this universe that we have chosen to ride out together.
I'm not a forceful woman...in fact I'm very introspective, deep and rather on the edge than the usually chosen inside track.
And it might seem that you are looking for something different...but I am prolific and open....and would immensely enjoy more of your beautiful thoughts.
dns~
You are so incredible eloquent!
I concur...the soul is deep and there are places within its open but hidden recesses that can be found through another's thoughts..and meaning on this planet; this universe that we have chosen to ride out together.
I'm not a forceful woman...in fact I'm very introspective, deep and rather on the edge than the usually chosen inside track.
And it might seem that you are looking for something different...but I am prolific and open....and would immensely enjoy more of your beautiful thoughts.
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Re: curious
You know, I do write this way and I speak it as well, but there are times I can just kick back on not be so deep with my words as much as the meaning. Mab, thanks for the feedback and of course it is genuine and maybe an intellectual seduction or come hithering, hah! Oh, I can swear and talk nasty as I have and do enjoy depending on my partner, but I would rather save it for someone who actually wants to hear it instead od shoving it down their throat-unless that is what is being asked, hmmm?
Hey! At least you communicated and that's a plus in my book! So, tell me mab, should I ask you to water my mouth with delightful thoughts or stop jabbering and play with your calves for a bit?
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You know, I do write this way and I speak it as well, but there are times I can just kick back on not be so deep with my words as much as the meaning. Mab, thanks for the feedback and of course it is genuine and maybe an intellectual seduction or come hithering, hah! Oh, I can swear and talk nasty as I have and do enjoy depending on my partner, but I would rather save it for someone who actually wants to hear it instead od shoving it down their throat-unless that is what is being asked, hmmm?
Hey! At least you communicated and that's a plus in my book! So, tell me mab, should I ask you to water my mouth with delightful thoughts or stop jabbering and play with your calves for a bit?
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Re: souls inter~connect...
Although, it depends on if we can meet half way and be able to arc some connection betwen us. If you care to ride with me, I would love to dip my hands into those thoughts. Drop me a line if you care to play and dabble with those tracks on the inside and outside and very much in between.
Although, it depends on if we can meet half way and be able to arc some connection betwen us. If you care to ride with me, I would love to dip my hands into those thoughts. Drop me a line if you care to play and dabble with those tracks on the inside and outside and very much in between.
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fishing into the aether
Dropping a line into the waters of our imerging thoughts so that they create something neither one of could have conceived of alone....
Mmmm....yes, I'd like that very much.
I think it's beautiful how a stranger can move another's soul simply by arranging words that fit..that just slide so easily into our physche.
The mind is where we house our most private selves..as well as our libido.
And with that..I'm looking toward the spaces we find between our connection.
Dropping a line into the waters of our imerging thoughts so that they create something neither one of could have conceived of alone....
Mmmm....yes, I'd like that very much.
I think it's beautiful how a stranger can move another's soul simply by arranging words that fit..that just slide so easily into our physche.
The mind is where we house our most private selves..as well as our libido.
And with that..I'm looking toward the spaces we find between our connection.
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Re: fishing into the aether
It's almost like a vessel traveling through your waters as you grasp the hull and guide it along your swirling waves and deepest oceans. It's how the hand forms a mold upon the flesh and the thin film of sweat that is like a lubricant massaging the sweltering moments of tenderness and rawness that the envelope two bodies interconnecting and meshing. Short gasps are like the height of the tides and the foaming of the waves as they break into their apex.
Oh, I can be quite simple and nasty, but why not a little foreplay to challenge the mind instead of going straight to the genitals?
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It's almost like a vessel traveling through your waters as you grasp the hull and guide it along your swirling waves and deepest oceans. It's how the hand forms a mold upon the flesh and the thin film of sweat that is like a lubricant massaging the sweltering moments of tenderness and rawness that the envelope two bodies interconnecting and meshing. Short gasps are like the height of the tides and the foaming of the waves as they break into their apex.
Oh, I can be quite simple and nasty, but why not a little foreplay to challenge the mind instead of going straight to the genitals?
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Re: curious
Mab,
I understand what you are saying. I would be lying if I were to say I didn't feel the same way myself when I first began corresponding with DNS.
However, I was pleasantly surprised to find that he is able to be as eloquent or gutteral as his partner needs. His cultured voice and vocabulary as well as his quick wit and sensual mind are all very enticing .
Oops! Have revealed too much, D?
I hope no one minds that I interjected my 2 cents! Enjoy!
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Mab,
I understand what you are saying. I would be lying if I were to say I didn't feel the same way myself when I first began corresponding with DNS.
However, I was pleasantly surprised to find that he is able to be as eloquent or gutteral as his partner needs. His cultured voice and vocabulary as well as his quick wit and sensual mind are all very enticing .
Oops! Have revealed too much, D?
I hope no one minds that I interjected my 2 cents! Enjoy!
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Big words don't make one cultural. The trick to giving the apearance of education, is not to talk so much. Frankly, I found your writing rather bland.
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CafeineFiend said:
Perhaps you need some more coffee injected into your flaccid placebo with a zest of an iron singe to burn that black coffee and boil some cum splattered liquid into your pores. Oh, your opinion is taken lightly and I shall assess it over a somber moment. Thank you though, but to be insulting is one and to give constructive criticism is another.
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Misstaken~
Actually cultural has an entirely different meaning....cultural is in relation to culture which is really socially transmitted behavior patterns, arts, beliefs, institutions, and all other products of human work and thought...
What I'm wondering about though, is how anyone could in fact *pretend* to be intelligent. No one could give off the appearance of being well read if they had stuck to reading, oh say..comic books.
Culturally speaking..insulting somebody for no apparent reason is socially inept.
Actually cultural has an entirely different meaning....cultural is in relation to culture which is really socially transmitted behavior patterns, arts, beliefs, institutions, and all other products of human work and thought...
What I'm wondering about though, is how anyone could in fact *pretend* to be intelligent. No one could give off the appearance of being well read if they had stuck to reading, oh say..comic books.
Culturally speaking..insulting somebody for no apparent reason is socially inept.
Oye vey
I say one thing . . .
"Oh, I can swear and talk nasty as I have and do enjoy
depending on my partner, but I would rather save it for
someone who actually wants to hear it instead od shoving it
down their throat-unless that is what is being asked,
hmmm? "
I wasn't requesting that, I just don't run into many people who normaly talk in that manner. It's very formal and throws me off a little, that and it seemed a little indirect. You were more direct this time. Now indirect can be fun. Forplay is indirect and that certainly is entertaining. And I agree with not forceing such things done other people's throats and that it's a very respectful mind set.
"Mab, thanks for the feedback and of course it is
genuine and maybe an intellectual seduction or come
hithering, hah! "
Was that a come on? It's been a while since I've gotten one of those from someone who wasn't a mental patient, and I mean that literaly. There are so many nice people in psych hospitals
"Hey! At least you communicated and that's a plus in my
book! So, tell me mab, should I ask you to water my
mouth with delightful thoughts or stop jabbering and
play with your calves for a bit?"
I'm not sure if playing with my calves will get you anywhere except maybe pinned to the floor and wondering what I'd do with you, and I'm not sure what you would qualify as delightful. I don't think I know you well enough to make you drool, but I warn you though, I bite.
enjoy your imagination
Mab
I say one thing . . .
"Oh, I can swear and talk nasty as I have and do enjoy
depending on my partner, but I would rather save it for
someone who actually wants to hear it instead od shoving it
down their throat-unless that is what is being asked,
hmmm? "
I wasn't requesting that, I just don't run into many people who normaly talk in that manner. It's very formal and throws me off a little, that and it seemed a little indirect. You were more direct this time. Now indirect can be fun. Forplay is indirect and that certainly is entertaining. And I agree with not forceing such things done other people's throats and that it's a very respectful mind set.
"Mab, thanks for the feedback and of course it is
genuine and maybe an intellectual seduction or come
hithering, hah! "
Was that a come on? It's been a while since I've gotten one of those from someone who wasn't a mental patient, and I mean that literaly. There are so many nice people in psych hospitals
"Hey! At least you communicated and that's a plus in my
book! So, tell me mab, should I ask you to water my
mouth with delightful thoughts or stop jabbering and
play with your calves for a bit?"
I'm not sure if playing with my calves will get you anywhere except maybe pinned to the floor and wondering what I'd do with you, and I'm not sure what you would qualify as delightful. I don't think I know you well enough to make you drool, but I warn you though, I bite.
enjoy your imagination
Mab
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I believe the word that was ment would be cultured. Which is a term I've never cared for.
And well read does not mean intelligent, it just means well read.
excuse me, had to mention that
good day
Mab
(I'm speaking a lot more formal than I ussually do, ?? I'll fix that later)
I believe the word that was ment would be cultured. Which is a term I've never cared for.
And well read does not mean intelligent, it just means well read.
excuse me, had to mention that
good day
Mab
(I'm speaking a lot more formal than I ussually do, ?? I'll fix that later)
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assitence requested
Mab,
Now, what was the purpose of pinning me down? Would you rather not have me unconstricted and be able to touch your calves with the tips of my fingers? Just to trace the outline of your form and massage those calves into tenderness and to inhale your scent as you are before me. I would rather just brush your legs from your toes and kiss my way sofly up while gnawing on your tender spots and running my other hand towards your knees to distract the pinch of my bite for just one moment. What would you do Mab? Would you part your thighs and allow me to view the apex where your legs meet your pelvis and enjoy what view may come into play.
There is something about being pinned and restraints. It may the inablity to move depending on the pin. Yet, there are ways to focus on other regions as your legs may be pressed against my head like a vice and allowing me to only touch and linger my breath and tongue over the gusset of cotton or silk. Would it be so much to ask if I could inhale your scent and perhaps be able to savor the moistness seeping through in anticipatin?
You still have not looked into my eyes, but that is fine if you just want to close them and build your imagination as well...
Mab,
Now, what was the purpose of pinning me down? Would you rather not have me unconstricted and be able to touch your calves with the tips of my fingers? Just to trace the outline of your form and massage those calves into tenderness and to inhale your scent as you are before me. I would rather just brush your legs from your toes and kiss my way sofly up while gnawing on your tender spots and running my other hand towards your knees to distract the pinch of my bite for just one moment. What would you do Mab? Would you part your thighs and allow me to view the apex where your legs meet your pelvis and enjoy what view may come into play.
There is something about being pinned and restraints. It may the inablity to move depending on the pin. Yet, there are ways to focus on other regions as your legs may be pressed against my head like a vice and allowing me to only touch and linger my breath and tongue over the gusset of cotton or silk. Would it be so much to ask if I could inhale your scent and perhaps be able to savor the moistness seeping through in anticipatin?
You still have not looked into my eyes, but that is fine if you just want to close them and build your imagination as well...
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Actually my dear I am quite charmed as you are on the mark between my pervasive distractions and the melding of raw sexuality juxtaposed with my inner sensuality. Let's just say I could role play quite well....
Actually my dear I am quite charmed as you are on the mark between my pervasive distractions and the melding of raw sexuality juxtaposed with my inner sensuality. Let's just say I could role play quite well....
My. . .
Dns-
Not what I expected when I woke up today, though apreciated.
I do like the sound of your approach, but I like to watch people squirm, which is the purpose of pining you. Maybe surprizeing you. Biting and kissing where I can reach to find out what makes that best noise. And purposely avoiding your favoret appendage and mine until I had you undivided attention.
You strike me as someone easily distracted by somthing pretty.
Though I think it might be more fun to begin standing. I've been able to make a person too distracted to stand.
What do you do when you're not trying to suduce people through your computer?
talk to you later
Mab
Dns-
Not what I expected when I woke up today, though apreciated.
I do like the sound of your approach, but I like to watch people squirm, which is the purpose of pining you. Maybe surprizeing you. Biting and kissing where I can reach to find out what makes that best noise. And purposely avoiding your favoret appendage and mine until I had you undivided attention.
You strike me as someone easily distracted by somthing pretty.
Though I think it might be more fun to begin standing. I've been able to make a person too distracted to stand.
What do you do when you're not trying to suduce people through your computer?
talk to you later
Mab
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I woke up today with thoughts as well, but I am leaving them for another time or a lineage to further writing. Actually, beauty is an ulterior extension I place second after the initial viewing of what is before or beside me. What is tangible is not solely asthetics or the idealnes of it all, but the mind and the soul can capture and hold much more in it's wings. I am distracted by opennes and rawness...
Stand if you wish, but allow me to kneel before you and part your flowery bud and lash your honey dripping before me....ahhh, just a dribble on the chin and then drawing a trail back to it's source.
I do the "normal" things Nab. I write in my spare time, but my working day is creating and being a visual artist-I am in a technical part of the field. I also go to school part time and that is what keeps me at bay from Lit, ha! Other than that I travel domestically when I have the chance (3 times a year) and I live life and discover it. Do oyu need more? No, this is fine for now and you?
Really, I am just a simple fellow with a complex mind. I have friends that are rancid and we tend to go out like a barrel of Monkeys. Last weekend a friend and I were out, she and I had dinner and talked nasty and intellectualy about life and sex, which made the table next to us curl their toes and prick an ear. You see, I am just a walking orgasm as I see life is a visual stimulation and much more if you are open to it.
Mab said:
I woke up today with thoughts as well, but I am leaving them for another time or a lineage to further writing. Actually, beauty is an ulterior extension I place second after the initial viewing of what is before or beside me. What is tangible is not solely asthetics or the idealnes of it all, but the mind and the soul can capture and hold much more in it's wings. I am distracted by opennes and rawness...
Stand if you wish, but allow me to kneel before you and part your flowery bud and lash your honey dripping before me....ahhh, just a dribble on the chin and then drawing a trail back to it's source.
I do the "normal" things Nab. I write in my spare time, but my working day is creating and being a visual artist-I am in a technical part of the field. I also go to school part time and that is what keeps me at bay from Lit, ha! Other than that I travel domestically when I have the chance (3 times a year) and I live life and discover it. Do oyu need more? No, this is fine for now and you?
Really, I am just a simple fellow with a complex mind. I have friends that are rancid and we tend to go out like a barrel of Monkeys. Last weekend a friend and I were out, she and I had dinner and talked nasty and intellectualy about life and sex, which made the table next to us curl their toes and prick an ear. You see, I am just a walking orgasm as I see life is a visual stimulation and much more if you are open to it.
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Dns--
"What is tangible is not solely asthetics or the idealnes of it all, but the mind and the soul can capture and hold much more in it's wings. I am distracted by opennes and rawness... "
What is the texture of of a mind, or a soul? Mind always leaves a different feeling than Brain, though they are believed to be in the same place. A Brain is a gooy squishy grey thing with wrinkles and though in a living person it must be quite warm the word is very cold. Mind. . . a word with out temprature. It feels like a piece of wood, sanded and finished in someplaces, raw in others mayber there is a hinge here or there. A Soul. . . a soul I'd think a soul feels much like getting an unexpected wind under your clothes, sometimes strong and surprizing but not all together unpleasant.
(In defense of how un nteresting this stream of consousness may be it is 230am)
"Stand if you wish, but allow me to kneel before you and part your flowery bud and lash your honey dripping before me....ahhh, just a dribble on the chin and then drawing a trail back to it's source. "
I don't think I'd be able to stand very long. I don't know how to approach you, you seem very decided in your course. And so serious.
"I do the "normal" things Nab. "
You almost sound annoyed I asked. It's a mondane question yes, but a relivant one, what a person's job is effects who they (I know that's not propper english but I hate writing he/she and I won't just pick one 'cause either way it's sexist) are.
"Do oyu need more? No, this is fine for now and you?
Before I say anything else, do mention if I piss you off. All these sentances have particular tones in my head that clarify my complete meaning but there aren't buttons on the keyboard to appropretly express pitch. And that sounded very mature and thought out for how little sleep I've had. This bit you wrote could be interpreted as contradicting you like of openess not a critisism mind you, just something that crawled into my skull (It seems I'm stuck on head imagry at the moment)
I am a college student currently at home working at a pychiatric center, I write read, enjoymy friends when I get to see them, I find tour groups extremely entertaining toys.
"Really, I am just a simple fellow with a complex mind. I have friends that are rancid and we tend to go out like a barrel of Monkeys. Last weekend a friend and I were out, she and I had dinner and talked nasty and intellectualy about life and sex, which made the table next to us curl their toes and prick an ear. You see, I am just a walking orgasm as I see life is a visual stimulation and much more if you are open to it."
You sound old . . . . . . I keep getting asked my age , most think I'm 5 to 10 years older than I am, sometimes I think it's a complement it always comfuses me. I have a friend who has won the tittle the walking G-spot. Being open to something always struck me as a strange phrase, things that open open because they can not for anthing in particular an open door will let your most trusted lover/friend/relative in as easily as it will allow a rapist. To open is to invite, what must you open something, why is there a container, why not just a place with no walls, just a floor if you like the look, taste touch, smell, sound of something that drifts your way call out to it, if not let it go by give both you and it room to run. Ok I think I have to go to bed my eyelids are squeeking, that can't be a fgood thing
bye
Mab
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Dns--
"What is tangible is not solely asthetics or the idealnes of it all, but the mind and the soul can capture and hold much more in it's wings. I am distracted by opennes and rawness... "
What is the texture of of a mind, or a soul? Mind always leaves a different feeling than Brain, though they are believed to be in the same place. A Brain is a gooy squishy grey thing with wrinkles and though in a living person it must be quite warm the word is very cold. Mind. . . a word with out temprature. It feels like a piece of wood, sanded and finished in someplaces, raw in others mayber there is a hinge here or there. A Soul. . . a soul I'd think a soul feels much like getting an unexpected wind under your clothes, sometimes strong and surprizing but not all together unpleasant.
(In defense of how un nteresting this stream of consousness may be it is 230am)
"Stand if you wish, but allow me to kneel before you and part your flowery bud and lash your honey dripping before me....ahhh, just a dribble on the chin and then drawing a trail back to it's source. "
I don't think I'd be able to stand very long. I don't know how to approach you, you seem very decided in your course. And so serious.
"I do the "normal" things Nab. "
You almost sound annoyed I asked. It's a mondane question yes, but a relivant one, what a person's job is effects who they (I know that's not propper english but I hate writing he/she and I won't just pick one 'cause either way it's sexist) are.
"Do oyu need more? No, this is fine for now and you?
Before I say anything else, do mention if I piss you off. All these sentances have particular tones in my head that clarify my complete meaning but there aren't buttons on the keyboard to appropretly express pitch. And that sounded very mature and thought out for how little sleep I've had. This bit you wrote could be interpreted as contradicting you like of openess
not a critisism mind you, just something that crawled into my skull (It seems I'm stuck on head imagry at the moment)I am a college student currently at home working at a pychiatric center, I write read, enjoymy friends when I get to see them, I find tour groups extremely entertaining toys.
"Really, I am just a simple fellow with a complex mind. I have friends that are rancid and we tend to go out like a barrel of Monkeys. Last weekend a friend and I were out, she and I had dinner and talked nasty and intellectualy about life and sex, which made the table next to us curl their toes and prick an ear. You see, I am just a walking orgasm as I see life is a visual stimulation and much more if you are open to it."
You sound old . . . . . . I keep getting asked my age , most think I'm 5 to 10 years older than I am, sometimes I think it's a complement it always comfuses me. I have a friend who has won the tittle the walking G-spot. Being open to something always struck me as a strange phrase, things that open open because they can not for anthing in particular an open door will let your most trusted lover/friend/relative in as easily as it will allow a rapist. To open is to invite, what must you open something, why is there a container, why not just a place with no walls, just a floor if you like the look, taste touch, smell, sound of something that drifts your way call out to it, if not let it go by give both you and it room to run. Ok I think I have to go to bed my eyelids are squeeking, that can't be a fgood thing
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Toga, by far I am not a fictitious Romeo or modern day one reinstilled on the silver screen. Although, I found that I have harnessed a balance-a hidden treasure within. I grew up self-depricating myself in all glee and acceptance, I was too skinny, foreign, I thought I was not intelligent or witty enough, that I could not attract the opposite sex, my penis was too small-until I heard otherwise by a few, that my cock was just that and nothing more...that I was not creative and profound like so. So I grew up and I found I had something sweltering in my veins-a fire that boils wthin my blood. I discovered how to shift my hips to bait anothers' gaze, I learned how to be more creative, to be more patient and caring, my mind cultivated and farmed acres of growth in intelligence and the desire to be vicarious and learn from it, I learned how to use my penis as part of my brain and my soul, etc, etc.
So, Toga, I am just human like the rest of us and we out the Romeo pretense on a hanger. I learned to listen to myself as well as women. All you need to know is I have a hunger to explore and push the boundries, but with finesse....
Toga said:
Toga, by far I am not a fictitious Romeo or modern day one reinstilled on the silver screen. Although, I found that I have harnessed a balance-a hidden treasure within. I grew up self-depricating myself in all glee and acceptance, I was too skinny, foreign, I thought I was not intelligent or witty enough, that I could not attract the opposite sex, my penis was too small-until I heard otherwise by a few, that my cock was just that and nothing more...that I was not creative and profound like so. So I grew up and I found I had something sweltering in my veins-a fire that boils wthin my blood. I discovered how to shift my hips to bait anothers' gaze, I learned how to be more creative, to be more patient and caring, my mind cultivated and farmed acres of growth in intelligence and the desire to be vicarious and learn from it, I learned how to use my penis as part of my brain and my soul, etc, etc.
So, Toga, I am just human like the rest of us and we out the Romeo pretense on a hanger. I learned to listen to myself as well as women. All you need to know is I have a hunger to explore and push the boundries, but with finesse....
