So act as along with me.

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

I don't care what size it is. All rooster 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 about stroking because I'm doing this write up totally naked while playing with myself. Really. Not a stitch on with double towels underneath my bum. I am sure I'm going to cum many prison term while writing this ... and these towels are going to be soaked.

Hey ! Don't looking at my face or my pussy. attend only at my white meat. See how my nips are so perk up ? See how they are sticking straight out ? See how they shine all lubed up ? Wan na try out them ? At this very minute, they are super sensitive ! Lean over and put one in your lip. Make it really difficult for me to type.

I love it when guy cable take the clock time to really have it away on my breasts. most of you don't understand that when your school principal is cradled on a woman's chest like mine, and you are sucking on my nipples, it triggers powerful storage of my babies suckling them. I get an old companion reaction just like when I'm nursing ... I orgasm. I loved nursing and would usually continue doing so right up to my baby's ability to talk. Quitting with each child would've been so sad if not for Jim ... because he loved nursing on me too. He kept my milk flowing for some time after I quit with a small fry.

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

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

Sadly, I'm not sure many guys understand how unspoiled"a man baby"feels to a cleaning lady like me. Come on over. We can play.

wellspring I've been playing with my tits while thinking about what to write in this story. It's been difficult typing. My fingers are very oily and actually ... All I really want to do is playact with these two engorged beauties. Oh gawd this is ripe. While I'm pinching and rolling them, I'm imagining you are redress here suckling them while stroking that beautiful cock of yours. Oh I want to sense your head on my tit. Damn. Where are you ? ? I want you here !

My button 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 fourth dimension. I'm imagining you being right here right now. So spirit ... I'm swinging the chair away from my desk and computer and inching my ass to the sharpness of this expensive executive director chair.

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

Gently lick all around my kitty-cat. precipitation up and go existent slow. Yes ! Ok, now slide that tongue down to my crack. That's sooo goodness. Here, let me lean back and put one foot on the desk and the early on the filing console. Do you like seeing me all splayed out for you ? Well then, spread my buttock and lick my whoreson. Go ahead. It's clean. I just showered. Oh gawd that feels good. Poke your tongue in as far as you can. soundly. Very trade good. In and out now. Don't stop ... don't you dare fucking stop ! Ugg holy turd I'm cumming. Fucking wondrous ! I always cum backbreaking when you do that !

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

OMG I love your shaft. I love feeling it swell in my mouth. semen 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 estimation I want to type out before I loose them. Typing with a hammer in my back talk ... Crazy fun. I wish I could do to a greater extent affair with your tool in my mouthpiece. Like doing the dishes. Cleaning the home. Taking a bath. With your cock in my oral fissure, every darn terrene thing would be so much fun !

Your rooster could be my sexy pacifier. Oh I wan na hold open it. Can I please please ?

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

See what happens when a female child has a cock in her back talk ?

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 edge of my desk. On the very sharpness. Scoot forward. Oh my. You smell ripe. I like sucking one globe at a time into my lip. Would you like that ?

Ok. See how my brim are shaped like an o-ring ? I'm going to suck real hard and pull one through my modest backtalk gang. It's gunna take some sweat. Kinda like trying to fellate a"Wendy's Frosty"up through a 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. small yearner.

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

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

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

Oh ... ok. So just relax now. This one might take aim a footling longsighted. Oh baby. Are you crying ?

There's no yell in"sucsacball !"

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

Ok. Here we go ... almost there. A lilliputian harder. Sir Thomas More. more ! Oh my mouth is tired. Got ta ease.

Ok. Let's try this again. I'm determined this time. I WILL suck 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 mouth. Wasn't that gravid ! What ? You can't talk ?

Now I'm going to clamp my lips down with your balls and sac in my mouth and pull out a lilliputian bit. Just a lilliputian. 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 little farther. Just a piffling farther. Oh baby hold still !

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

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

Oh infant. Please block yell !

So ... You want to play sometime ?

Think Asheville baby !

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Sex is fun. Sexual imagination is crazy fun, always new, always unpredictable, always hot. It's your imagination that makes recreational sex possible. And recreational sex is what all of our stories are about. We are sharing them because so few masses seem to take account how eroticism can be so healthy for their mind and body. It keeps them both young ! And just as of import, it keeps you exercising your right brain in our left Einstein dominate world.

Here's the catch. station orgasmic letdown can be a bitch for both men and women. Jim and I've talked a bunch about that throughout this series. And if you are trying to read our clobber during your"cum let down,"well much of what we've said won't make a lot sense and most of what we've done will seem lecherous, licentious and even disgusting. That ole left mind just doesn't get it. It likes rules. hatful of near ole rules that generate its signified of self righteousness.

Sexual vision ... not so practically.

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

Would you even prize it ? Would you just pass judgment me as some crazy slovenly woman ? Could I trust you with my sexy mystery ? If I do, would you promise not to tell ?

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

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wellspring here goes. I'm picking up from the last duet stories with Frank and Sharon. I'm going to parcel two encounter that are directly related and made potential by them. Those two"sexual degenerate"really launched us into the stratosphere of sexuality.

The Night the Four of us Fucked

Every cleaning woman should get a chance to screw Frank ! At least once. hotdog is a"man's man."But he's really talented as a adult female's man ! Alpha, virile, tall, powerful, big hands, big feet and an unreal, yummy, big fat cock.

Fucking hot dog is like sitting in the passenger seat during a Trans-Am slipstream with wienerwurst at the wheel. It's gunna be crazy fast, scary most of the prison term, bouncing all over the place, flock of garish sounds, a sense of no mastery, and every sensation you will throw will be at an intensity level you didn't know existed. Let me excuse.

dog doesn't just lick or suck your boobs. He devours them. I'm not sure anyone has ever attacked mine with such vigor. I'm telling ya girls ... you ain't had your tits sucked until Frank gets his chance with you ! When he grabbed me, I realized I no longer could holler the shots. He fucking scared me. The fury of what he did was exactly my"illusion rape"and when he started ravishing my tits, it set the tone for everything to follow. His mouth was like a vacancy pump that could pull almost my integral boob into it. His natural language was as enthusiastic as some athirst dog licking his arena clean ... and almost as big. His back talk were like my honest vibrator. This boy could hum.

When he finally went down south, he had me trembling with fearful anticipation. Actually I was scared shitless. He began eating me like he was starving and there was an full meal between my peg. From intimate second joint to inner thigh, every niggling daub experienced his backtalk, his tongue and his teeth. Gawd, I'm getting frisson 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 fingerbreadth and natural language was masterful. I had clit orgasm and G spot climax and combination of both many times before he ever let his turncock enter me. He gave me the most rapid series of orgasms I've ever had and sister, it was shockingly shivery.

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

Now I want to stop and inject something. size of it does matter ... somewhat ... but generally girls were very wary of guy with big cocks at our clubs. Those male child often banged your cervix punishing and you would be fucking sore ... for days.

Not weenie. His cock 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 take a baby ! And I was gushingly lubed.

He put that mushroom-shaped cloud straits at the entrance of my baby golf hole and pushed with a slow steady powerful pressure. Gawd it was slowly and my whole body was screaming for him to slam it in.

Now girls, this is what you need to find at least once in your life sentence ... You need to feel 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 gravid and just like he intended it to feel with all my heart endings firing at the same time.

Once in, he gently pushed and massaged my uterine 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 pip, is normally a woman's high orgasmic trigger ? Frank did. It also is the opening to the uterus and when properly aroused, that fiddling opening widens right up and sucks sperm deep into the womb. The neck is the gateway baby ! ]

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

In that here and now all that I was thinking, all that I wanted, all that I was feeling, was for him to make me a baby. Seriously and honestly.

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

My intact womb was on flaming with a desire I had never experienced, even when Jim was impregnating me. I fucking wanted him to bump me up. I never knew a strange man could do that to me ... making me want zippo more than to consume his baby.

Girls, frank knew some primeval pregnancy secrets 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 second ... I needed one ! I craved one ! He made me tremble and cry for one like some primal cleaning lady. And I bet a lot of woman would have felt exactly the same. Sorry guys, hubby, Father ...

None of you are in Frank's fucking league.

strait demented huh ? Sounds fucking unsafe to most of you I bet. But wow what a moment in metre. I'm so sword lily I got to know him. Deep down inside he made me finger like the most desirable, most beautiful, and almost sexual woman in the entire world. He changed me from some niggling little girl playing with sex, to a woman that would always necessitate sex and would take it whenever and wherever she pleased.

Yup. Thank you hotdog. And this is why I said ... Every adult female should get a hazard to be fucked by such a specimen of a fierce and scary gentle-man.

Ok. Enough typewriting and reminiscing. Now I've got ta pattern out a way to cleanse up this very oily keyboard and overcharge towels !

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

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

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My nookie history

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

We went out for a nice dinner and came back to their house for drinks and imagine what happened ? surprisal surprisal. We hooked up. We both went to divide way at 9:30 and we didn't end the affaire d'affair until 4:00am. That's rightfield, six and a half hr of non occlusion sex. Well, for me and Sharon it was non stop ... massage-sex-massage. Longest most thrilling and somewhat exhausting sexual night of my liveliness.

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

Sharon is a masterful buff and I too think every man should get his luck with her. Let me describe this noblewoman.

Sharon is about 5'9"but feel more like 6 ’. She is a broad substantial muscular woman 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 positive, very experienced, very smart, very intuitive, and maybe telepathic. It will only lease her a few bit with you to stimulate you completely"figured out."That makes her a bit intimidating to nearly hombre including me. I was attracted to her from the starting time but ... didn't ... quite ... trust her. But ... there was a game modifier ... I could secern she really liked me. In fact, I knew she wanted me as her private lover free rein toy. God only knows what she would've done with me in that role.

well this dark bonded us. I'm not sure anything happened as dramatic as what Ash had with weenie. 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 lodge )

So I gave her a capital one. A very long one. Actually two with child ones, both her consistence and then her pilus.

Now if you've been following along, you know I had been developing my own piffling hypnotic pilus pull, scalp massage affair. My plan was to wait until her solid soundbox got worked over really well in an oily massage. And I mean her entire torso, obtuse, with no clock running. That took 2-3 hrs. Then I switched to a light fingertip touch, fleshly erotic manner, ( the kind where I was grazing Sir Thomas More fuzz than cutis ) which led into extended and varied genital play and with Sharon, that meant countless orgasms. I can remember giving her viva voce. Damn what a kitty. There was a masculine feel to it. It was unattackable and firm and had a program line to it. Loved every moment of playing with it. She tasted great.

When I sucked on her clit and she would get up 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 make to stop, she insisted I fuck her ( actually I'm not sure who fucked whom ) and we did it in every conceivable lieu various prison term ! It's knockout to describe it now. I think we both were way into some kind of altered state where you can't remember the details. It just lasted a long time and seemed like such an athletic outcome, that I never came. Thank God ! That would've been such a rookie type overplus.

And then the hair's-breadth pull began.

Sharon not only has monumental dope, she has long thickly luscious semi-curly haircloth all the way down her back and covering her tail end. It was more fun playing with that haircloth than any early I have pulled. It simply was exotic and mesmerizing. She orgasmed multiple clock time by just messing with those beautiful locks. Let me severalise ya, causing an climax in a woman without ever touching her eubstance is always the upright ! Uniquely the honest. And I think that was the moment that caused her to need me as her toy.

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

Sharon had a lot to teach me about sensual lighting tinge and the best contribution in her repertoire was her endless, incredibly sensuous"whisker sweeps."She used that long pilus of hers to slowly drag-sweep my body in both focal point, both fast and retard, and intermittently whipped me with it, causing exquisite minute stings. I don't screw how foresightful that lasted. But it was long. Long enough for me to be slipping in and out of awareness.

I remember it all ending with her sucking my completely soft cock. What she did to me wasn't a puff 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 remember one strong matter about it. She insisted on me coming in her mouth ( when at the time 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 strength of my sexual 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 bit of that and we went off searching for our early two lover. We were wide awake !

Yea. I know. I could've given you many More details. But hey. This is Ash's taradiddle. I'll let her finish and see if she can typecast while I play with her clitoris !

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[ Have you register our storey # 11 ? If not, you should go do that now. It's one of my dearie and what I'm going to ploughshare with you, the game record changer of all our Nox, will make much more sentience once you have. ]

The night That Changed Everything

organism voice of sexy scenes at Sharon's looney clubhouse was over the top fun for everyone, but especially me. I suspect deep inside every woman has a desire to be an flasher. For me it's the outrageousness of it all, the intense aid you feel, the sheer idolisation of your soundbox, and your perceived sexiness.

In plus, if there were 60 or more men, virtually of whom were bounteous, moneyed, 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 club ?"

I think it was the lighting. It was so flabby 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 shot with some sexy guy or aphrodisiacal fair sex who was equally charged up and cognizant we were there to perform. Yea, that changed everything. It always felt like we were making a porno film.

No. I think what really made it intense is that we had an interview, a turgid audience and all standing just a few feet 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 honesty, sweetheart and wholesomeness to those scenes. Really. I bet you don't believe me, but if you had been there you would've felt it too.

Ok. So this dark I'm into another setting just like other night except for this ... At the pre-party seminar during the good afternoon, I got to meet one the most deliciously handsome young men I've ever seen. He was much new, maybe 24 at the most ; a real number lately boner and probably a nerd growing up ; had found the club on the web ; and of class got coaxed to travel all the way from N Carolinas to experience it all. Sharon is irresistible ! ( This guy was only a few years older than my son ! And Sharon was again setting me up with someone without my knowledge. )

So when we met that afternoon, he naturally was very interested in getting to have it off me. Lucky me ! We talked and talked and shared the meal together while holding hands. 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 fuck his brains out.

But since he had traveled so far to get the company, I had to restrain myself and take him there instead of his room and of course, let him follow me perform. DE-licious ! I was natural state that dark in that scenery and all the spell sneaking peaks at him as he watched. I saw him cum twice !

When that shot ended I walked straight up to him, ( both of us bare naked, ) put my sleeve around his neck 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 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 Whitney Young guy from NC. Remember him from this good afternoon ? He's so inexperienced and really needs a fair sex 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 period of this narration is not what happened in his elbow room. Yea it was outstanding and maybe my perfective 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 political party, I got him to cum four-spot more multiplication ! Once in my mouth. Once between my tit. Once inside my cunt. And just for fun, once in my ass. I love youth and their power to recover !

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

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

We fell asleep in each other's arm 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 know when you come down here again. I promise I'll be yours for the night !"

So with one tenacious lasting sensuous osculation that got me all wet again and very tempted to fuck him one Sir Thomas More metre ... I scurried out the door, quite worried 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 eld at this tip. Sure we had done a lot of swinging. And Jim had been able to fuck countless women. I was happy for him. It made it gentle for me to fuck as many men as I wanted.

But think how this all started in our first few narrative with Alex ? We got into this new recreational sex lifestyle through the incredible deliciousness of experiencing Hot Wife-ing. Jim loved it and I loved it. But because it was"the threshold we went through"on our way into this life style, the Hot wife thing typed cast our titillating triggers ... much more than swinging did later on. For me, swinging never was nearly as much fun as being Jim's Hot Wife. I'm fairly sure Jim felt the same way too.

So ... Over these four years this Hot married woman had acquired a bevy of hot guys. About twenty to be exact. They all served dissimilar role. Not all were local. Not all were available for regular hook ups. But they gave me pick. They were always there in my cognisance, and it wasn't uncommon to come home and find four different bozo who had left a content on my answering machine. These kind of sexual options created a serious inequity with me and Jim.

He didn't have a single womanhood that he could meet with outside the night club. Why ? It wasn't at all because he couldn't attract them. It was all about his honourable standards. In his eyes, the image of a creepy guy was individual who was married and trying to make 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 unlike 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 women 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 person while being marital !"

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

Just like that very Nox ...

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wellspring I did it again. Got carried away in that spectacular moment and forgot about Jim. I'm sure many of you will judge me for continually doing that to him but believe me it's hard managing all those moral force well. You got ta remember I am talking about earth shaking experiences with new people. It ain't tardily to get by and I just wanted Jim to know that quandary too. He needed to so he could be a bit more understanding with me.

well ... I could tell Jim was mad again. This variety of thing was literally the but thing we argued about. But he was assuredness. He had helped clean up the stallion company while he waited for me and after was sitting there waiting for me to hark back.

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

So we left the hotel a little after 3:00 and at 1st few words were shared between us during the 40 min parkway home. I was uneasy. Jim wasn't talking. And the longer he kept quiet 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 hr. 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 matrimony ?"

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

"Jim I'm tired of this. You know damn well this has nothing to do with my lovemaking and devotion to you. That's as strong as ever. You just don't seem to ever get how difficult it is to contend unlike lovers. They have feelings too. And during such intense sexual experiences like tonight I am holding their deepest sexual psychic in my hands. Being deliberate with it is the most important thing to me. I never want to anguish you but I just can't always think of you in the import ! Dammit Jim ! You need a relationship with a woman ! You are wrong about them. There are plenty of women 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 exculpation. Now tell me. What kind of adult female WOULD you consider dating ?"

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Ok. That's Ashley's side of the story. It was a very very intense bit for both of us. Very primary in nature and I heard this reaction flow out of me in an uncommonly emphatic way that seemed like I was just a bystander watching it all materialize ...

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

I want her about two inches shorter than you with brunette wavy hair, in shape, sexy as hell, killer smile, overnice pinhead and loves sex.

I want her to be really quick getting set for any affair ... flying than you !

I want her to be impudent and someone who loves to read, way into books, yet is very very acrobatic.

I want her to hold a very similar background signal to me growing up, her hometown, her parents and family, and have similar education, like being a instructor and majoring in math.

I want her to be well traveled, culturally various, and a societal butterfly stroke in any room full of people.

I want her to be non-materialistic and easy with having a lot or a little.

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

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

I want her to be good at golf game and able to cycle per second 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 palpate like it doesn't matter what we do as long as we are together."

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

Fuck ! Where did that come from ? It was a totally unexpected and out of the question 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 workweek.

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In exactly seven Clarence Shepard Day Jr. 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 interests in great detail. She hit ... every ... single ... point on that lean and maybe some former kernel 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 ambition would soon show up.

She was also a very public political soma and one I later realized I had seen often on TV and regularly record about in the paper.

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

This was no pocket-sized serendipity.

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

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

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

fountainhead ... that my Quaker was the dilemma I now faced. I knew going back might signify my life would never be quite the Sami. I needed week to mull over that decision.

hitch tuned !