So bring along with me.

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

I don't guardianship what size it is. All turncock are fun. I've never gotten tired of them even though I've played with more than you would conceive.

Get some lube and set off stroke because I'm doing this tale totally nude while playing with myself. Really. Not a stitch on with double over towels underneath my bum. I am sure I'm going to cum many sentence while writing this ... and these towels are going to be soaked.

Hey ! Don't look at my cheek or my snatch. Look only at my knocker. See how my zest 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 top-notch sensitive ! leaning over and put one in your back talk. draw it really difficult for me to type.

I love it when guys take the metre to really love on my boob. Most of you don't understand that when your head is cradled on a woman's bureau like mine, and you are sucking on my mammilla, it triggers mightily memories of my infant suckling them. I get an old familiar reception just like when I'm nursing ... I orgasm. I loved nursing and would usually keep doing so right up to my baby's ability to talk. Quitting with each kid would've been so sad if not for Jim ... because he loved nursing on me too. He kept my Milk River flowing for some clip after I quit with a child.

Listen to me. When he or any early guy starts sucking on my pap, you"become my child"in that moment. I looooove it ! I get off imagining you are my infant. And if you were the right type of guy that loved being my baby too ... I'd want to put you in diapers and have you look like my shaver during our playday. Would you like that ? Would you want to be my baby ?

Remember this in case I ever do crochet up with you.

Sadly, I'm not sure many cat understand how upright"a man baby"feels to a fair sex like me. Come on over. We can play.

fountainhead I've been playing with my tits while thinking about what to pen in this fib. It's been difficult typing. My finger's breadth are very oily and actually ... All I really want to do is play with these two engorged beauties. Oh gawd this is good. While I'm pinching and rolling them, I'm imagining you are redress here suckling them while stroking that beautiful peter of yours. Oh I want to feel your head on my breast. darn. Where are you ? ? I want you here !

My clit 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 words at a time. I'm imagining you being right here right now. So look ... I'm swinging the chairperson away from my desk and computer and inching my ass to the edge of this expensive executive hot seat.

Now ... kneel down between my peg. Now ! !

Gently lick all around my pussy. hurry up and go real deadening. Yes ! Ok, now slide that tongue down to my crack. That's sooo good. Here, let me lean back and put one 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 cheeks and lick my asshole. Go ahead. It's clean. I just showered. Oh gawd that feels serious. Poke your lingua in as far as you can. just. Very good. In and out now. Don't stay ... don't you dare fucking occlusion ! Ugg holy place crap I'm cumming. Fucking fantastic ! I always cum hard when you do that !

Ok. tie-up up. Come here. I want your cock. I love sucking a new cock. When I'm in this kinda mood I DO NOT require Jim's dick. Not now. It's got to be new. It's got to be yours !

OMG I love your hammer. I love feeling it swell in my mouth. semen over with me to the desk. And don't you pull it out. I will prick 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 dick in my back talk ... looney fun. I wish I could do more things with your cock in my mouth. Like doing the dishes. Cleaning the house. Taking a bath. With your turncock in my mouth, every damn mundane thing would be so practically fun !

Your cock could be my aphrodisiac peacemaker. Oh I wan na keep it. Can I please delight ?

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

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

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

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

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

Ok. See how my mouth are shaped like an o-ring ? I'm going to suck genuine hard and draw one through my lowly mouth ring. It's gunna take some movement. Kinda like trying to suck a"Wendy's Frosty"up through a drinking straw. Got ta suck really really hard. Ok. Here we go. Oh this is not going to be easy. I'm sucking really hard now. Almost. little harder. Little retentive.

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

Listen silly, just be glad I didn't chewing on it much ... This fourth dimension. Ok. Now the other.

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

Oh ... ok. So just unstrain now. This one might convey a little long. Oh baby. Are you crying ?

There's no crying in"sucsacball !"

Few More bit and it will be all over. I promise. Gawd I love balls. Yours are really quite firm. It takes everything I've got to suck them down to size ! You know, this kinda hurts my brim Mister !

Ok. Here we go ... almost there. A little harder. more than. Thomas More ! Oh my backtalk is tired. Got ta remainder.

Ok. Let's try this again. I'm determined this time. I WILL lactate it down to sizing. A little more. Harder. Harder. As voiceless as I can ! Almost there ... Pop ! Wow. I've got ‘ em both in my sassing. Wasn't that dandy ! What ? You can't talk ?

Now I'm going to clamp my rim down with your balls and sac in my lip and pull out a small bit. Just a slight. Ok ... It's gunna be a lot. Let's see how far your sac will dilute. Oh you've got a big one. Wonderful. A niggling farther. Just a little farther. Oh babe hold still !

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

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

Oh child. Please halt yell !

So ... You want to encounter sometime ?

Think Asheville child !

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Sex is fun. Sexual imagination is mad fun, always new, always unpredictable, always hot. It's your mental imagery that makes amateur sex possible. And unpaid sex is what all of our chronicle are about. We are sharing them because so few citizenry seem to appreciate how eroticism can be so healthy for their brain and body. It keeps them both young ! And just as of import, it keeps you exercising your right wing brain in our left brain overtop world.

Here's the snap. Post orgasmic disappointment can be a bitch for both men and char. Jim and I've talked a cluster about that throughout this serial. And if you are trying to read our stuff during your"cum let down,"well much of what we've said won't make lots sense and nigh of what we've done will look lecherous, licentious and even disgusting. That ole left brain just doesn't get it. It likes formula. circumstances of good ole rules that generate its good sense of self righteousness.

Sexual vision ... not so much.

So I'm sitting here contemplating if I want to recount you certain other things we've done. I'm asking myself ...

Would you even appreciate it ? Would you just pronounce me as some crazy slattern ? Could I trust you with my sexy secrets ? If I do, would you assure not to tell ?

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

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well here goes. I'm picking up from the death span write up with Frank and Sharon. I'm going to share two confrontation that are directly related and made potential by them. Those two"sexual deviants"really launched us into the stratosphere of sexuality.

The Night the Four of us Fucked

Every charwoman should get a probability to lie with hotdog ! At least once. Frank is a"man's man."But he's really talented as a woman's man ! Alpha, virile, tall, sinewy, big bridge player, big feet and an unreal, yummy, big fat peter.

Fucking wienerwurst is like sitting in the passenger prat during a Trans-Am subspecies with Frank at the bike. It's gunna be crazy fasting, scary most of the clock time, bouncing all over the situation, lots of loud phone, a signified of no controller, and every sensation you will get will be at an intensity you didn't know existed. Let me explain.

dog doesn't just lick or blow your boobs. He devours them. I'm not sure anyone has ever attacked mine with such vigor. I'm telling ya girl ... you ain't had your boob sucked until frankfurter gets his chance with you ! When he grabbed me, I realized I no longer could yell the shots. He fucking scared me. The wildness of what he did was exactly my"fantasy rape"and when he started ravishing my titmouse, it set the tone for everything to watch over. His mouth was like a vacuum cleaner pump that could rend almost my full breast into it. His tongue was as enthusiastic as some hungry dog licking his bowl clean ... and almost as big. His lip were like my best vibrator. This boy could hum.

When he finally went down south, he had me trembling with fearful expectation. Actually I was scared shitless. He began eating me like he was starving and there was an entire repast between my leg. From inside thigh to inner second joint, every fiddling spot experienced his sass, his tongue and his dentition. Gawd, I'm getting quiver just thinking about it and that was over twenty years ago !

eventide though I felt like I was in the arms of a monster, his compounding of fingerbreadth and tongue was masterful. I had clit orgasms and G smear coming and combinations of both many times before he ever let his dick enter me. He gave me the most rapid series of orgasms I've ever had and sister, it was shockingly scary.

And then ... that big fat long cock came place to the party.

Now I want to break off and inject something. sizing does matter ... somewhat ... but generally girls were very leery of guys with big hammer at our clubs. Those boys often banged your cervix uteri knockout and you would be fucking sore ... for twenty-four hour period.

Not Frank. His peter was so big around it seemed impossible it would ever go in, but I guess after he had made me cum so many times, I was stretched out enough to have a baby ! And I was gushingly lubed.

He put that mushroom head at the entering of my baby hole and pushed with a dumb stabilize right pressure. Gawd it was slow and my whole body was screaming for him to slam it in.

Now girls, this is what you need to feel at least once in your life ... You need to feel your snatch stuffed to its ABSOLUTE MAX ... while you are primed to your HIGHEST erotic DoS. 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 nerve conclusion firing at the same time.

Once in, he gently pushed and massaged my cervix with the tip of his long rooster. 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 catch.

[ Did you know the cervix, or the X spot, is normally a adult female's highest orgasmic initiation ? wiener did. It also is the opening to the womb and when properly aroused, that minuscule possible action widens right up and sucking sperm deep into the womb. The cervix is the gateway baby ! ]

During that cosmic string of orgasms, I'm sure my cervical opening was stretched across-the-board open and begging for him to directly pump his seed deep into my womb. That's exactly what he did. I felt it go straight in. Masterfully done !

In that present moment all that I was thinking, all that I wanted, all that I was feeling, was for him to wee me a baby. Seriously and honestly.

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

My entire uterus was on ardor 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 strange man could do that to me ... making me need nothing More than to have his babe.

Girls, hot dog knew some cardinal maternity arcanum that I think no one I've been with prior or since has known. This man should've sired hundred of babies cuz I fucking wanted my next one to be his ! In that special minute ... I needed one ! I craved one ! He made me tremble and cry for one like some primordial woman. And I bet a lot of women would make felt exactly the same. Sorry guy cable, husbands, fathers ...

None of you are in wiener's fucking league.

Sounds crazy huh ? Sounds fucking dangerous to well-nigh of you I bet. But wow what a bit in clip. I'm so glad I got to experience him. Deep down inside he made me feel like the most desirable, almost beautiful, and most sexual woman in the entire world. He changed me from some niggling girl playing with sex, to a woman that would always involve sex and would get it whenever and wherever she pleased.

Yup. Thank you Frank. And this is why I said ... Every womanhood should get a fortune to be fucked by such a specimen of a boisterous and shuddery gentle-man.

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

Jim ! Come here ! I want you to tell them about your time with Sharon that dark.

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

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My Fucking fib

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

We went out for a nice dinner and came back to their family for drinks and judge what happened ? surprisal surprise. We hooked up. We both went to separate rooms at 9:30 and we didn't end the liaison d'amour until 4:00am. That's rightfulness, six and a one-half hr of non period sex. Well, for me and Sharon it was non block ... massage-sex-massage. Longest most throb and somewhat exhausting sexual night of my life.

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

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

Sharon is about 5'9"but feels more like 6 ’. She is a unspecific strong mesomorphic woman and I'd shot easily 170 lbs, but not fat at all. She's as sexy in physical structure as in her personality. She's very confident, very experienced, very overbold, very intuitive, and maybe telepathic. It will only take her a few min with you to have you completely"figured out."That makes her a bit intimidating to nigh Guy including me. I was attracted to her from the beginning but ... didn't ... quite ... trust her. But ... there was a game record changer ... I could narrate she really liked me. In fact, I knew she wanted me as her private lover play toy. God only knows what she would've done with me in that persona.

fountainhead this nighttime bonded us. I'm not sure anything happened as spectacular as what Ash had with dog. Sharon was more purport on experienceing everything I knew about massage.

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

So I gave her a great one. A very long one. Actually two heavy I, both her body and then her hair.

Now if you've been following along, you know I had been developing my own little hypnotic tomentum clout, scalp massage thing. My plan was to hold off until her whole body got worked over really well in an oily massage. And I mean her entire eubstance, slow, with no clock running. That took 2-3 hrs. Then I switched to a swooning fingertip skin senses, sensual titillating style, ( the form where I was grazing more hair than skin ) which led into extended and varied genital play and with Sharon, that meant countless orgasm. I can think back giving her oral. damn 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 rise up off the bed, it made me feel like"this is how it should always experience with a woman !"Very few of them, including Ash, have orgasms as powerfully as Sharon.

Before I was ready to stop, 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 hard to describe it now. I think we both were way into some kind of adapted State Department where you can't remember the details. It just lasted a long clock time and seemed like such an athletic event, that I never came. Thank God ! That would've been such a rookie character embarrassment.

And then the hair clout began.

Sharon not only has massive dumbbell, she has long stocky luscious semi-curly hairsbreadth all the way down her rear and covering her keister. It was more fun playing with that pilus than any other I have pulled. It simply was exotic and hypnotic. She orgasmed multiple times by just messing with those beautiful lock chamber. Let me tell ya, causing an sexual climax in a woman without ever touching her body is always the best ! Uniquely the adept. And I think that was the bit 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 teach me about animal light cutaneous senses and the best part in her repertory was her endless, incredibly sensuous"pilus sweeps."She used that hanker whisker of hers to slowly drag-sweep my soundbox in both commission, both flying and slow, and intermittently whipped me with it, causing exquisite minute sting. I don't bed 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 flabby 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 think of one strong thing about it. She insisted on me coming in her sassing ( when at the time I never did that to a char. )

Sharon was not going to be denied. She wouldn't pull away when I told her to and that made the intensity 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 monstrous hug.

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

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

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[ Have you read our story # 11 ? If not, you should go do that now. It's one of my favourite and what I'm going to portion with you, the game record changer of all our dark, will shit much more sense once you have. ]

The Night That Changed Everything

organism region of sexy scenes at Sharon's looney order 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 vivid attending you feel, the sheer worship of your body, and your perceived sexiness.

In improver, if there were 60 or more men, nearly of whom were freehanded, wealthy, business types 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 golf club ?"

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

No. Maybe it was playing out the aspect with some sexy guy or sexy woman who was equally charged up and mindful we were there to execute. Yea, that changed everything. It always felt like we were making a porn film.

No. I think what really made it intense is that we had an audience, a expectant audience and all standing just a few feet away. And, ( and this is a very big"and,") they were all au naturel and stroking their wonderful tool. Sounds kinda depraved doesn't it ?

It wasn't.

There was an unutterable honesty, beauty and wholesomeness to those view. 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 scene just like other nights except for this ... At the pre-party seminar during the afternoon, I got to cope with one the most deliciously better-looking young men I've ever seen. He was much untested, maybe 24 at the most ; a real tardily bloomer and probably a wonk growing up ; had found the club on the web ; and of course got cajole to travel all the way from N Carolina to experience it all. Sharon is irresistible ! ( This guy was only a few yr previous than my son ! And Sharon was again setting me up with individual without my knowledge. )

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

But since he had traveled so far to experience the party, I had to keep myself and take him there instead of his way and of course, let him determine me execute. DE-licious ! I was angry that night in that scene and all the patch sneaking peaks at him as he watched. I saw him cum twice !

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

We wasted no time and as we were leaving the political party for his hotel 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 young guy from NC. Remember him from this good afternoon ? He's so inexperient and really needs a woman like Ash. I hope it's alright because I've chased them off to his room. Is that ok ?"

Sometimes I really really loved Sharon ! ! !

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The point of this story is not what happened in his elbow room. Yea it was large 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 sentence. Even though he had already cum twice at the party, I got him to cum quaternary Sir Thomas More times ! Once in my mouth. Once between my boobs. Once inside my snatch. 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 nimble"I'll soap you up and you can soap me up"cascade we laid down together and snuggled.

Now I'm not sure why this chemical reaction triggered in me but ... This boy felt like I was making dear with my son. I will never forget it. I've never been concern in family sex and I am to this day still surprised how the tactual sensation of incest made the sex so infernal vivid with him. And that's all I want to say about that !

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

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

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

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

Jim and I had been in this modus vivendi exactly four old age at this stop. Sure we had done a lot of swinging. And Jim had been able-bodied to screw countless char. I was happy for him. It made it easy for me to jazz as many men as I wanted.

But commend how this all started in our world-class few stories with Alex ? We got into this new recreational sex modus vivendi through the unbelievable 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 married woman thing typed ramble our titillating triggers ... much more than swinging did later on. For me, swinging never was nearly as a lot fun as being Jim's Hot Wife. I'm jolly sure Jim felt the Saami way too.

So ... Over these four years this Hot Wife had acquired a bevy of hot guys. About twenty to be exact. They all served different aim. Not all were local anaesthetic. Not all were available for fixture hook ups. But they gave me options. They were always there in my knowingness, and it wasn't uncommon to total home plate and receive four different guys who had left a message on my answering auto. These form of sexual options created a unplayful inequity with me and Jim.

He didn't have a single woman that he could adjoin with outside the guild. Why ? It wasn't at all because he couldn't attract them. It was all about his ethical standards. In his oculus, the epitome of a creepy guy was individual who was married and trying to seduce and escort women. When I encouraged him to do so, and I regularly did, he would always say this ...

"Ash you don't understand. It's different for me and a woman. You can date any guy you want, married or not, and that guy is going to take what you give him and say ‘ Use me, use me !'But char are dissimilar. 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 marry !"

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

Just like that very night ...

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Well I did it again. Got carried away in that spectacular moment and forgot about Jim. I'm certain many of you will approximate me for continually doing that to him but believe me it's tough managing all those dynamics well. You got ta think of I am talking about globe shaking experiences with new people. It ain't slowly to manage and I just wanted Jim to experience that quandary too. He needed to so he could be a bit more read with me.

wellspring ... I could distinguish Jim was mad again. This variety of matter was literally the but thing we argued about. But he was cool. He had helped pick up the total company while he waited for me and after was sitting there waiting for me to return.

( No one knew the room number we went to. And even if Jim did, it wasn't his elan to make out yank me out of the arms of some hot guy. )

So we left the hotel a little after 3:00 and at first few words were shared between us during the 40 minute drive home. I was nervous. Jim wasn't talking. And the thirster he kept quieten 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 nous for hour. And everyone was worried about me, pitying me for being left there abandoned by you ! Do you know what that says to them about our marriage ?"

WHAT IT LOOKS the likes of TO OTHERS ? Well that did it. I didn't feel like I needed to apologize. We had covered this primer coat 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 beloved and devotion to you. That's as firm as ever. You just don't seem to ever get how difficult it is to do different lover. They have tone too. And during such intense sexual experiences like tonight I am holding their deepest intimate psychic in my hands. Being measured with it is the most authoritative affair to me. I never want to hurt you but I just can't always think of you in the instant ! Dammit Jim ! You need a family relationship with a woman ! You are wrong about them. There are good deal of women out there that would love your sort of care and would be thrilled if they could have it without it meaning you would be around 24/7. I've heard all your alibi. Now tell me. What kind of woman WOULD you consider dating ?"

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Ok. That's Ashley's side of the story. It was a very very intense moment for both of us. Very principal 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 happen ...

"I would care a char two years sometime than me. I'm tired of younger adult female.

I want her about two inches myopic than you with brunette crinkly hair's-breadth, in shape, sexy as underworld, killer smile, nice bosom and loves sex.

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

I want her to be smart and soul who loves to translate, way into books, yet is very very athletic.

I want her to sustain a very similar background to me growing up, her hometown, her parents and family, and have similar Department of Education, like being a teacher and majoring in maths.

I want her to be well traveled, culturally diverse, and a social butterfly in any way full moon of masses.

I want her to be non-materialistic and comfortable with having a lot or a small.

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

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

I want her to be upright at golf and able-bodied to bike with me.

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

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

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

Fuck ! Where did that semen from ? It was a totally unexpected and impossible list, 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 days I met that woman in a most strange way. It was shocking and equally spooky for both of us ... as we shared our setting and involvement in groovy particular. She hit ... every ... single ... item on that leaning and maybe some former heart desires I neglected to include. She had even had her thenar read at a fundraiser party a month prior and was told the man of her dreams would soon exhibit up.

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

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

This was no small serendipity.

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

"Fantastic ! You ARE going back to see her ? Jim, fucking tell 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 life would never be quite the same. I needed workweek to meditate over that decision.

halt tuned !