So play along with me.

I want you to claim it out. Yes ... out. Right now.

I don't tending what sizing it is. All cock are fun. I've never gotten tired of them even though I've played with Sir Thomas More than you would believe.

Get some lube and start stroking because I'm doing this story totally naked while playing with myself. Really. Not a stitch on with forked towels underneath my bum. I am sure I'm going to cum many fourth dimension while writing this ... and these towels are going to be soaked.

Hey ! Don't feeling at my facial expression or my kitty-cat. see only at my breasts. See how my nips are so aroused ? See how they are sticking straight out ? See how they shine all lubed up ? Wan na taste them ? At this very minute, they are super sensitive ! Lean over and put one in your mouth. realize it really difficult for me to type.

I love it when bozo take the time to really love on my breasts. Most of you don't understand that when your head is cradled on a cleaning lady's thorax like mine, and you are sucking on my tit, it triggers hefty memory board of my babies suckling them. I get an old familiar response just like when I'm breast feeding ... I orgasm. I loved nursing and would usually continue doing so right up to my babe's ability to talk. Quitting with each child would've been so sad if not for Jim ... because he loved breast feeding on me too. He kept my milk flowing for some time after I quit with a child.

Listen to me. When he or any former guy starts sucking on my nipple, you"turn my tike"in that moment. I looooove it ! I get off imagining you are my baby. And if you were the right wing type of guy that loved being my baby too ... I'd want to put you in napkin and make you look like my child during our playtime. Would you like that ? Would you need to be my child ?

Remember this in case I ever do knock off up with you.

Sadly, I'm not certain many guys understand how undecomposed"a man sister"feels to a woman like me. derive on over. We can play.

well I've been playing with my tits while thinking about what to publish in this taradiddle. It's been difficult typing. My fingerbreadth are very oily and actually ... All I really want to do is play with these two engorged beauties. Oh gawd this is skillful. While I'm pinching and rolling them, I'm imagining you are good here suckling them while stroking that beautiful cock of yours. Oh I want to feel your head on my breast. tinker's dam. Where are you ? ? I want you here !

My clitoris needs you too ! It's swollen and sticking so far out. That's because I've been naughty stroking it in between typing a few Christian Bible at a time. I'm imagining you being right here right now. So looking ... I'm swinging the chair away from my desk and computer and inching my ass to the edge of this expensive executive director chair.

Now ... kneel down between my legs. Now ! !

Gently lick all around my pussy. precipitation up and go real slack. Yes ! Ok, now slide that tongue down to my crack. That's sooo full. Here, let me run back and put one human foot on the desk and the other on the filing cabinet. Do you like seeing me all splayed out for you ? Well then, spread my buttock and drub my asshole. Go ahead. It's clean. I just showered. Oh gawd that feels honorable. Poke your glossa in as far as you can. Good. Very good. In and out now. Don't check ... don't you dare fucking stop ! Ugg holy crap I'm cumming. Fucking grotesque ! I always cum hard when you do that !

Ok. Stand up. seed here. I want your prick. I love sucking a new cock. When I'm in this kinda mood I DO NOT want Jim's peter. Not now. It's got to be new. It's got to be yours !

OMG I love your prick. I love feeling it swell in my mouth. come over with me to the desk. And don't you pull it out. I will bite down if I sense you pulling out !

Ok. I've got some ideas I want to type out before I loose them. Typing with a cock in my mouth ... weirdo fun. I wish I could do to a greater extent things with your cock in my mouth. Like doing the dishes. Cleaning the family. Taking a bath. With your putz in my mouth, every damn mundane thing would be so often fun !

Your putz could be my aphrodisiacal pacifier. Oh I wan na prevent it. Can I please please ?

Or maybe ... it could become"my cigar."I like cigars ! Hmm ... Maybe that's why you guys love long fat cigars. Tactile oral phallic symbolisation. Damn. I never thought of it that way.

See what happens when a girl has a cock in her backtalk ?

Alright I'm done with that. Did I tell you I like sucking on egg ?

Let's see if you like the way I do it.

Sit on the edge of my desk. On the very sharpness. Scoot forward. Oh my. You smell good. I like sucking one ball at a time into my mouth. Would you like that ?

Ok. See how my mouth are shaped like an o-ring ? I'm going to go down on genuine laborious and pull one through my pocket-size backtalk ring. It's gunna take some effort. Kinda like trying to suck a"Wendy's Frosty"up through a straw. Got ta suck really really heavy. Ok. Here we go. Oh this is not going to be easy. I'm sucking really hard now. Almost. niggling harder. niggling longer.

Pop ! We did it ! Oh baby. Did that anguish a little ?

Listen silly, just be glad I didn't chew on it much ... This sentence. Ok. Now the early.

No ? ? You're resisting me ? ! We either do this or our little playday is over."No nutty no fucky."

Oh ... ok. So just relax now. This one might take a slight longer. Oh infant. Are you crying ?

There's no crying in"sucsacball !"

Few more than minutes and it will be all over. I promise. Gawd I love clod. Yours are really quite firm. It takes everything I've got to suckle them down to size ! You know, this kinda hurts my lips mister !

Ok. Here we go ... almost there. A little harder. more than. More ! Oh my rima oris is tired. Got ta repose.

Ok. Let's try this again. I'm determined this time. I WILL take in it down to size. A little more. Harder. Harder. As hard as I can ! Almost there ... Pop ! Wow. I've got ‘ em both in my oral cavity. Wasn't that great ! What ? You can't talk ?

Now I'm going to clamp my lips down with your orchis and sac in my rima oris and rend out a minuscule bit. Just a small. Ok ... It's gunna be a lot. Let's see how far your sac will stretch. Oh you've got a big one. Wonderful. A niggling farther. Just a petty farther. Oh baby hold still !

I'm going to jerk them a few times and see if I can get it to stretch another inch. Isn't this fun !

I promise I'll make those babies cum and cum when we are done with this.

Oh sister. Please stop crying !

So ... You want to bet sometime ?

Think Asheville baby !

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Sex is fun. Sexual imagination is loony fun, always new, always unpredictable, always hot. It's your imagination that makes recreational sex possible. And unpaid sex is what all of our stories are about. We are sharing them because so few people seem to treasure how sexiness can be so healthy for their thinker and body. It keeps them both young ! And just as of import, it keeps you exercising your right nous in our depart brain prevail mankind.

Here's the stop. Post orgasmic letdown can be a beef for both men and women. Jim and I've talked a bunch about that throughout this serial publication. And if you are trying to take our stuff during your"cum let down,"well much of what we've said won't make much sense and most of what we've done will seem lecherous, licentious and even disgusting. That ole left brain just doesn't get it. It likes rules. good deal of soundly ole rules that generate its good sense of self righteousness.

Sexual imagery ... not so much.

So I'm sitting here contemplating if I want to tell you sealed former things we've done. I'm asking myself ...

Would you even appreciate it ? Would you just judge me as some crazy adulteress ? Could I trust you with my sexy secrets ? If I do, would you promise not to recount ?

Golly, this is our 13th floor and we've barely begun. There's so much more. Ok. Let's see if you"can handle the ( our ) truth."Maybe if you've been followed along. Just try not to judge.

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Well here goes. I'm picking up from the last match tale with weenie and Sharon. I'm going to plowshare two encounters that are directly related and made possible by them. Those two"sexual deviants"really launched us into the stratosphere of sex.

The Night the Four of us Fucked

Every womanhood should get a chance to make love frankfurter ! At least once. frankfurter is a"man's man."But he's really talented as a adult female's man ! Alpha, virile, tall, muscular, big deal, big feet and an unsubstantial, yummy, big fat cock.

nookie Frank is like sitting in the passenger seat during a Trans-Am airstream with hotdog at the wheel. It's gunna be crazy fast, scary almost of the metre, bouncing all over the seat, lots of flashy strait, a horse sense of no control, and every sense datum you will feature will be at an intensity you didn't know existed. Let me explain.

hot dog doesn't just lick or suck your boobs. He devours them. I'm not sure anyone has ever attacked mine with such heartiness. I'm telling ya young woman ... you ain't had your tits sucked until Frank gets his chance with you ! When he grabbed me, I realized I no longer could call the shots. He fucking scared me. The wildness of what he did was exactly my"fantasy rape"and when he started ravishing my titty, it set the flavor for everything to watch over. His back talk was like a vacuity pump that could pull almost my entire breast into it. His tongue was as enthusiastic as some hungry dog licking his roll clean ... and almost as big. His lips were like my better vibrator. This boy could hum.

When he finally went down south, he had me trembling with awful anticipation. Actually I was scared shitless. He began eating me like he was starving and there was an full repast between my legs. From inner thigh to inner thigh, every lilliputian spot experienced his lips, his tongue and his teeth. Gawd, I'm getting shivers just thinking about it and that was over twenty years ago !

Even though I felt like I was in the arms of a monster, his combination of finger and tongue was masterful. I had clit coming and G berth orgasm and combination of both many metre before he ever let his rooster enter me. He gave me the most speedy series of orgasms I've ever had and sister, it was shockingly scary.

And then ... that big fat prospicient peter came home plate to the party.

Now I want to break and put in something. Size does matter ... somewhat ... but generally young lady were very wary of guys with big dick at our clubs. Those male child often banged your cervix toilsome and you would be fucking sore ... for days.

Not Frank. His cock was so big around it seemed insufferable it would ever go in, but I guess after he had made me cum so many clock time, I was stretched out enough to sustain a baby ! And I was gushingly lubed.

He put that mushroom head at the entrance of my baby hole and pushed with a slow steady potent pressure. Gawd it was slow and my solid physical structure was screaming for him to thrash it in.

Now girls, this is what you need to find at least once in your life ... You need to palpate your pussy stuffed to its ABSOLUTE MAX ... while you are primed to your HIGHEST titillating state. It's both of them together that makes this so special.

Gawd it was great and just like he intended it to sense with all my spunk close firing at the Saame time.

Once in, he gently pushed and massaged my cervix with the tip of his long cock. He didn't ram me. He didn't hurt me. He knew how to do it just hard enough to get me uncontrollably aroused and cumming non stop.

[ Did you know the cervix, or the X spot, is normally a woman's gamy orgasmic trigger ? wiener did. It also is the opening to the uterus and when properly aroused, that lilliputian porta widens right up and sucking sperm deep into the womb. The cervix is the gateway baby ! ]

During that string of orgasms, I'm sure enough my cervical possibility was stretched full undefended and begging for him to directly pump his cum deep into my womb. That's exactly what he did. I felt it go straight in. Masterfully done !

In that mo all that I was thinking, all that I wanted, all that I was feeling, was for him to make me a sister. Seriously and honestly.

Now don't you dare fucking evaluator me ! You weren't there !

My entire womb was on fervidness with a desire I had never experienced, even when Jim was impregnating me. I fucking wanted him to knock me up. I never knew a foreign man could do that to me ... making me require nothing more than to have his baby.

young woman, wienerwurst knew some primal maternity closed book that I think no one I've been with prior or since has known. This man should've sired hundreds of babies cuz I fucking wanted my next one to be his ! In that special moment ... I needed one ! I craved one ! He made me tremble and cry for one like some primal woman. And I bet a lot of women would take in felt exactly the same. Sorry guys, husbands, fathers ...

None of you are in hotdog's fucking league.

Sounds nutcase huh ? Sounds fucking grave to most of you I bet. But wow what a moment in metre. I'm so gladiola I got to go through him. Deep down inside he made me feel like the most suitable, almost beautiful, and nigh sexual woman in the stallion world. He changed me from some small girl playing with sex, to a woman that would always take sex and would contain it whenever and wherever she proud of.

Yup. Thank you weenie. And this is why I said ... Every charwoman should get a chance to be fucked by such a specimen of a trigger-happy and scary gentle-man.

Ok. Enough typewriting and reminiscing. Now I've got ta figure out a way to clean up this very oily keyboard and soaked towels !

Jim ! seminal fluid here ! I want you to tell them about your time with Sharon that Nox.

She and Frank were"equally matched sexual bookends."They kinda scared us both.

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My screwing level

I love reading what Ash was feeling when she got fucked that night. I think she described Frank very well. What a privileged dark we had with them both.

We went out for a nice dinner and came back to their sign of the zodiac for crapulence and suppose what happened ? Surprise surprise. We hooked up. We both went to separate elbow room at 9:30 and we didn't end the affair d'amour until 4:00am. That's right, six and a half hours of non stop sex. Well, for me and Sharon it was non stopover ... massage-sex-massage. Longest most thrilling and somewhat exhausting sexual night of my life.

Here's the thing. It felt timeless. I was absolutely dismayed when I found out it was 4:00. It seemed like midnight, 1:00 at the latest.

Sharon is a masterful lover and I too think every man should get his opportunity with her. Let me describe this lady.

Sharon is about 5'9"but look more like 6 ’. She is a panoptic strong hefty adult female and I'd guess easily 170 lbs, but not fat at all. She's as sexy in body as in her personality. She's very confident, very experienced, very smart, very intuitive, and maybe telepathic. It will only take her a few minutes with you to give you completely"figured out."That makes her a bit intimidating to nigh guys including me. I was attracted to her from the source but ... didn't ... quite ... trust her. But ... there was a game changer ... I could tell she really liked me. In fact, I knew she wanted me as her individual lover dramatic play toy. God only knows what she would've done with me in that part.

Well this night bonded us. I'm not sure anything happened as spectacular as what Ash had with wiener. Sharon was more intent on experienceing everything I knew about massage.

( Found our later she was planning on getting me to start a dinner party massage order )

So I gave her a great one. A very long one. Actually two majuscule ones, both her body and then her hairsbreadth.

Now if you've been following along, you know I had been developing my own niggling hypnotic hair clout, scalp massage thing. My plan was to wait until her completely trunk got worked over really well in an oily massage. And I mean her stallion body, dumb, with no clock running. That took 2-3 hrs. Then I switched to a light fingertip feeling, sensual erotic style, ( the kind where I was grazing More hair than skin ) which led into extended and varied genital frolic and with Sharon, that meant countless orgasms. I can commend giving her oral. beshrew what a pussy. There was a masculine feel to it. It was strong and firm and had a command to it. Loved every minute of playing with it. She tasted great.

When I sucked on her clit and she would originate off the bed, it made me feel like"this is how it should always feel with a woman !"Very few of them, including Ash, have orgasms as powerfully as Sharon.

Before I was ready to end, she insisted I fuck her ( actually I'm not sure who fucked whom ) and we did it in every imaginable position several times ! It's gruelling to describe it now. I think we both were way into some kind of adapted State Department where you can't remember the contingent. It just lasted a long clock time and seemed like such an athletic consequence, that I never came. Thank God ! That would've been such a greenhorn type embarrassment.

And then the hair twist began.

Sharon not only has massive boobs, she has long duncical juicy semi-curly hair all the way down her rear and covering her butt. It was more fun playing with that hair than any other I have pulled. It simply was alien and hypnotic. She orgasmed multiple times by just messing with those beautiful locks. Let me tell ya, causing an orgasm in a woman without ever touching her trunk is always the best ! Uniquely the best. And I think that was the import that caused her to want me as her toy.

It all ended with her taking over and making me just lie there and take"what she had planned."

Sharon had a lot to learn me about sensual Inner Light touch and the Best part in her repertory was her endless, incredibly sensuous"hair sweeps."She used that longsighted hair of hers to slowly drag-sweep my dead body in both directions, both degraded and slacken, and intermittently whipped me with it, causing keen minute stings. I don't know how long that lasted. But it was long. Long enough for me to be slipping in and out of consciousness.

I remember it all ending with her sucking my completely flaccid cock. What she did to me wasn't a blow job. It wasn't just sucking me off either.

It felt ... sacred.

It was more intentionally, expertly, and sensuously done than I had ever experienced. I'll leave it at that. I only recall one impregnable thing about it. She insisted on me coming in her oral fissure ( when at the fourth dimension I never did that to a woman. )

Sharon was not going to be denied. She wouldn't pull away when I told her to and that made the saturation of my climax far more memorable. She said she loved how I tasted and after she finished drinking it down, she curled me up in one big grotesque hug.

About ten minutes of that and we went off searching for our other two lovers. We were wide awake !

Yea. I know. I could've given you many more item. But hey. This is Ash's tarradiddle. I'll let her finish and see if she can typewrite while I play with her clit !

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[ Have you read our floor # 11 ? If not, you should go do that now. It's one of my favorites and what I'm going to share with you, the secret plan changer of all our Night, will wee much Thomas More good sense once you have. ]

The Nox That Changed Everything

being part of sexy scenes at Sharon's crazy social club was over the top fun for everyone, but especially me. I suspect deep inside every woman has a desire to be an exhibitionist. For me it's the outrageousness of it all, the intense care you feel, the sheer latria of your consistence, and your perceived sexiness.

In addition, if there were 60 or more men, most of whom were handsome, loaded, business type in the room, all salivating over you .... it's was all over the top fun. I loved it once I experienced it. Gawd I wished we hadn't waited so long before finally attending.

I've often asked myself ..."what was it about this nine ?"

I think it was the lighting. It was so soft and so focused on us the players, and not the guys, that it caused me to never feel self conscious ... probably because I could barely see them standing all around the room.

No. Maybe it was playing out the setting with some aphrodisiacal guy or sexy cleaning lady who was equally charged up and aware we were there to perform. Yea, that changed everything. It always felt like we were making a erotica moving-picture show.

No. I think what really made it intense is that we had an hearing, a big interview and all standing just a few foot away. And, ( and this is a very big"and,") they were all naked and stroking their wonderful cocks. Sounds kinda depraved doesn't it ?

It wasn't.

There was an indescribable Lunaria annua, ravisher and wholesomeness to those tantrum. Really. I bet you don't believe me, but if you had been there you would've felt it too.

Ok. So this night I'm into another fit just like other nights except for this ... At the pre-party seminar during the afternoon, I got to come across one the most deliciously handsome young men I've ever seen. He was much youthful, maybe 24 at the most ; a real previous fuckup and probably a swot growing up ; had found the club on the web ; and of course got coaxed to jaunt all the way from N Carolinas to experience it all. Sharon is irresistible ! ( This guy was only a few eld older than my son ! And Sharon was again setting me up with someone without my cognition. )

So when we met that afternoon, he naturally was very worry in getting to live me. Lucky me ! We talked and talked and shared the meal together while holding paw. It was cute at first and then surprisingly became quite hot. I was dripping before the meal was over and I just wanted to go have it away his brains out.

But since he had traveled so far to experience the party, I had to keep myself and fill him there instead of his room and of course, let him watch me execute. DE-licious ! I was waste that night in that scene and all the piece sneaking heyday at him as he watched. I saw him cum twice !

When that scene ended I walked straight up to him, ( both of us bare naked, ) put my arms around his cervix and laid one of the most passionate kisses I've ever given on that boy ! Sharon was watching and came up saying ..."You two need to go get a room !"

We wasted no meter and as we were leaving the company for his hotel elbow room I saw Sharon walking up to Jim and knew exactly what she was doing and going to say ...

"Jim darling ... I've set Ashley up with this youthful guy from NC. Remember him from this afternoon ? He's so inexperienced and really needs a char like Ash. I hope it's alright because I've chased them off to his way. Is that ok ?"

Sometimes I really really loved Sharon ! ! !

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The percentage point of this chronicle is not what happened in his elbow room. Yea it was neat and maybe my perfect scenario. I was clearly helping him evolve sexually and I love teaching guys all about sex. We did everything ... twice. Nah. Probably four or five times. Even though he had already cum twice at the party, I got him to cum quatern to a greater extent times ! Once in my sassing. Once between my boobs. Once inside my pussy. And just for fun, once in my ass. I love youth and their ability to recover !

In the end, we were both extremely sweaty sticky and exhausted. So after a flying"I'll max you up and you can soap me up"shower we laid down together and snuggled.

Now I'm not sure as shooting why this chemical reaction triggered in me but ... This boy felt like I was making love life with my son. I will never leave it. I've never been worry in family sex and I am to this day still surprised how the touch of incest made the sex so damn intense with him. And that's all I want to say about that !

We fell asleep in each other's arms and I woke up around 3:00 only because I had to pee. OMG ! I took up the unit Night again. Jim's going to be upset.

So I said ..."Sorry my lover. I've got to run. Let me have sex when you come down here again. I promise I'll be yours for the Night !"

So with one tenacious lasting sensuous kiss that got me all wet again and very tempted to fuck him one more clock time ... I scurried out the door, quite apprehensive about what condition I'd find Jim.

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Before I tell you what happened, you need some background data that's very important.

Jim and I had been in this lifestyle exactly four years at this power point. sure as shooting we had done a lot of swinging. And Jim had been able-bodied to love countless women. I was happy for him. It made it easy for me to fuck as many men as I wanted.

But remember how this all started in our outset few stories with Alex ? We got into this new recreational sex lifestyle through the incredible lusciousness of experiencing Hot Wife-ing. Jim loved it and I loved it. But because it was"the door we went through"on our way into this lifestyle, the Hot wife thing typed cast our erotic induction ... much more than than swinging did later on. For me, swinging never was nearly as much fun as being Jim's Hot wife. I'm pretty for sure Jim felt the same way too.

So ... Over these four old age this Hot Wife had acquired a bevy of hot guys. About twenty dollar bill to be exact. They all served different purposes. Not all were local. Not all were available for steady hook ups. But they gave me choice. They were always there in my consciousness, and it wasn't uncommon to do home and find four different guys who had left a message on my answering machine. These form of sexual options created a serious inequity with me and Jim.

He didn't have a 1 charwoman that he could assemble with outside the clubs. Why ? It wasn't at all because he couldn't pull them. It was all about his ethical standard. In his eyes, the epitome of a creepy guy was soul who was married and trying to seduce and date women. When I encouraged him to do so, and I regularly did, he would always say this ...

"Ash you don't understand. It's dissimilar for me and a woman. You can day of the month any guy you want, married or not, and that guy is going to select what you give him and say ‘ Use me, use me !'But cleaning woman are different. They are soft and vulnerable and easily hurt when they feel used by some schmuck. I just can't do that. I can't date someone while being married !"

So that was our narrative for years leading up to this night. It became very frustrating to me because I felt Jim might never quite see how it all felt to me, being swept up by some guy, and then so easily overlooking him in the outgrowth.

Just like that very nighttime ...

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fountainhead I did it again. Got carried away in that prominent moment and forgot about Jim. I'm sure many of you will estimate me for continually doing that to him but believe me it's concentrated managing all those kinetics well. You got ta call up I am talking about worldly concern shaking experiences with new people. It ain't easy to manage and I just wanted Jim to experience that dilemma too. He needed to so he could be a bit more understanding with me.

Well ... I could say Jim was mad again. This variety of affair was literally the only matter we argued about. But he was cool down. He had helped clean up the entire company while he waited for me and after was sitting there waiting for me to return.

( No one knew the room figure we went to. And even if Jim did, it wasn't his style to come yank me out of the weapons system of some hot guy. )

So we left the hotel a little after 3:00 and at foremost few dustup were shared between us during the 40 moment drive home. I was neural. Jim wasn't talking. And the longer he kept quietly the more guilty I felt. But finally he said ...

"Ash, do you have any idea what you put me through when you do something like that ? I was bored out of my mind for 60 minutes. And everyone was worried about me, pitying me for being left there abandoned by you ! Do you have intercourse what that says to them about our marriage ?"

WHAT IT LOOKS like TO OTHERS ? well that did it. I didn't feel like I needed to apologize. We had covered this ground so many meter before. So I boiled over and said ...

"Jim I'm tired of this. You know damn well this has nothing to do with my love and devotion to you. That's as strong as ever. You just don't seem to ever get how difficult it is to manage different lovers. They have flavor too. And during such vivid sexual experiences like tonight I am holding their thick sexual psychic in my hired hand. Being deliberate with it is the most crucial thing to me. I never want to injure you but I just can't always think of you in the moment ! Dammit Jim ! You need a relationship with a woman ! You are wrongly about them. There are plenty of cleaning woman out there that would love your kind of attention and would be thrilled if they could have it without it meaning you would be around 24/7. I've heard all your self-justification. Now tell me. What kind of char WOULD you consider dating ?"

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Ok. That's Ashley's position of the story. It was a very very intense moment for both of us. Very primary in nature and I heard this response rate of flow out of me in an uncommonly forceful way that seemed like I was just a bystander watching it all chance ...

"I would like a woman two years older than me. I'm tired of younger fair sex.

I want her about two inch shorter than you with brunet crinkly hair's-breadth, in shape, sexy as hell, orca grinning, nice bosom and loves sex.

I want her to be really quick getting ready for any function ... spry than you !

I want her to be smart and individual who loves to read, way into book, yet is very very athletic.

I want her to let a very interchangeable screen background to me growing up, her hometown, her parents and household, and have standardised educational activity, like being a teacher and majoring in math.

I want her to be well traveled, culturally diverse, and a social butterfly in any room full phase of the moon of people.

I want her to be non-materialistic and comfy with having a lot or a fiddling.

I want her to want a guy that loves to do the shopping and all the cookery.

I want her to be a tom-boy who can sweep a hammer and loves the outdoors.

I want her to be practiced at golf and able to cycle with me.

I want her to be totally into me, so much so, it doesn't matter that I'm married.

I want her to feel like it doesn't affair what we do as long as we are together."

And I want her to somehow be expecting me to show up in her life and is actually waiting for me."

shag ! Where did that seed from ? It was a totally unexpected and impossible lean, one which I had never ever thought of, let alone construct. It came out powerfully and it left Ashley and me speechless.

But it was so impossible, I discarded it, not thinking about it again all week.

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In exactly seven 24-hour interval I met that woman in a most unusual way. It was shocking and equally spooky for both of us ... as we shared our backgrounds and interest in great detail. She hit ... every ... single ... item on that list and maybe some other tenderness desires I neglected to include. She had even had her palm read at a fundraiser party a month prior and was told the man of her dreams would soon indicate up.

She was also a very public political figure and one I later realized I had seen often on TV and regularly understand about in the report.

But get this ... She was my political opposition !

This was no pocket-size serendipity.

I was stunned and went back to distinguish Ash about it.

"Fantastic ! You ARE going back to see her ? Jim, fucking enjoin me you ARE going back ! !"

"Hell no Ash ! It's way to spooky, scary and dangerous for her and me. No. It was just a one off experience. I'm not going back !"

well ... that my friend was the dilemma I now faced. I knew going back might mean my spirit would never be quite the same. I needed workweek to mull over that decision.

Stay tuned !