So represent along with me.

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

I don't care what sizing it is. All putz are fun. I've never gotten tired of them even though I've played with more than you would trust.

Get some lube and start stroking because I'm doing this report 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 times while writing this ... and these towels are going to be soaked.

Hey ! Don't feel at my face or my pussy. bet only at my breasts. See how my piquancy are so energise ? See how they are sticking straight out ? See how they shine all lubed up ? Wan na taste them ? At this very second, they are super sensible ! inclination over and put one in your rima oris. Make it really difficult for me to type.

I love it when guys take the time to really love on my titty. virtually of you don't understand that when your mind is cradled on a woman's chest like mine, and you are sucking on my mamilla, it triggers potent memories of my babies suckling them. I get an old fellow reception 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 babble. Quitting with each tyke would've been so sad if not for Jim ... because he loved nursing on me too. He kept my milk flowing for some metre after I quit with a baby.

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 baby. And if you were the right wing type of guy that loved being my infant too ... I'd want to put you in diapers and stool you look like my child during our playday. Would you like that ? Would you want to be my child ?

Remember this in fount I ever do hook up with you.

Sadly, I'm not sure many Guy understand how good"a man baby"feels to a woman like me. Come on over. We can play.

fountainhead I've been playing with my titmouse while thinking about what to write in this story. 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 dish. Oh gawd this is in force. While I'm pinching and rolling them, I'm imagining you are right here suckling them while stroking that beautiful cock of yours. Oh I want to feel your head on my boob. shucks. 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 words at a time. I'm imagining you being right here right now. So look ... I'm swinging the hot seat away from my desk and computer and inching my ass to the sharpness of this expensive administrator chair.

Now ... kneel down between my branch. Now ! !

Gently lick all around my puss. Hurry up and go real slow. Yes ! Ok, now slide that tongue down to my fissure. That's sooo good. Here, let me lean back and put one substructure on the desk and the former 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 proficient. Poke your tongue in as far as you can. Good. Very honorable. In and out now. Don't occlusive ... don't you dare fucking stop ! Ugg holy Irish bull I'm cumming. Fucking antic ! I always cum hard when you do that !

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

OMG I love your cock. 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 stopcock in my back talk ... Crazy fun. I wish I could do more things with your putz in my mouthpiece. Like doing the bag. Cleaning the house. Taking a Bath. With your cock in my mouth, every damn mundane thing would be so a good deal fun !

Your putz could be my sexy pacifier. 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 edge of my desk. On the very edge. Scoot forward. Oh my. You smell good. I like sucking one ball at a meter into my sass. Would you like that ?

Ok. See how my lips are shaped like an o-ring ? I'm going to suck real intemperately and pull one through my small mouth ring. It's gunna take some campaign. Kinda like trying to suck a"Wendy's Frosty"up through a stubble. 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 recollective.

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

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

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

Oh ... ok. So just relax now. This one might hire a piffling longer. Oh baby. Are you crying ?

There's no watchword in"sucsacball !"

Few more minutes 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 lips Mr. !

Ok. Here we go ... almost there. A little harder. More. to a greater extent ! Oh my mouthpiece is tired. Got ta quietus.

Ok. Let's try this again. I'm determined this time. I WILL suck it down to size. A little more. Harder. Harder. As concentrated as I can ! Almost there ... Pop ! Wow. I've got ‘ em both in my mouthpiece. Wasn't that cracking ! What ? You can't talk of the town ?

Now I'm going to clamp my brim down with your formal and sac in my mouth and pull out a little bit. Just a little. 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 small farther. Just a trivial farther. Oh sister hold still !

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

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

Oh babe. Please stop crying !

So ... You want to play sometime ?

Think Asheville sister !

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Sex is fun. Sexual imagination is crazy fun, always new, always irregular, always hot. It's your imagination that makes recreational sex potential. And unpaid sex is what all of our tale are about. We are sharing them because so few people seem to revalue how eroticism can be so respectable for their creative thinker and soundbox. It keeps them both youth ! And just as crucial, it keeps you exercising your right wing brain in our left mentality master public.

Here's the catch. stake orgasmic disappointment can be a bitch for both men and char. Jim and I've talked a clump about that throughout this series. And if you are trying to read our poppycock during your"cum let down,"well much of what we've said won't make very much good sense and nearly of what we've done will seem lecherous, licentious and even disgusting. That ole left brain just doesn't get it. It likes rules. Lots of adept ole ruler that generate its sentience of ego righteousness.

Sexual imagery ... not so much.

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

Would you even appreciate it ? Would you just evaluate me as some loony hussy ? Could I trust you with my sexy secrets ? 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 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 duet stories with Frank and Sharon. I'm going to parcel two encounters that are directly related and made possible by them. Those two"intimate degenerate"really launched us into the stratosphere of sexuality.

The Night the four-spot of us Fucked

Every woman should get a chance to bang wiener ! At least once. Frank is a"man's man."But he's really talented as a woman's man ! Alpha, virile, tall, muscular, big manus, big feet and an insubstantial, yummy, big fat cock.

fuck Frank is like sitting in the passenger keister during a Trans-Am race with Frank at the bike. It's gunna be crazy fast, shivery most of the clip, bouncing all over the home, circle of tatty sounds, a sense of no control, and every esthesis you will have will be at an loudness you didn't know existed. Let me explain.

Frank doesn't just lick or suck your dumbbell. He devours them. I'm not sure as shooting anyone has ever attacked mine with such vigor. I'm telling ya girls ... you ain't had your bosom sucked until Frank gets his chance with you ! When he grabbed me, I realized I no longer could visit the snapshot. He fucking scared me. The fury of what he did was exactly my"fantasy rape"and when he started ravishing my tits, it set the timber for everything to follow. His lip was like a vacuum ticker that could pull almost my entire boob into it. His tongue was as enthusiastic as some athirst dog licking his bowling ball clean ... and almost as big. His mouth were like my best vibrator. This boy could hum.

When he finally went down south, he had me trembling with dread prediction. Actually I was scared shitless. He began eating me like he was starving and there was an stallion repast between my wooden leg. From interior thigh to inner thigh, every lilliputian berth experienced his sassing, his lingua and his teeth. Gawd, I'm getting thrill 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 fingers and spit was virtuoso. I had clit coming and G position orgasms and combination of both many prison term before he ever let his prick enter me. He gave me the most speedy serial of orgasms I've ever had and babe, it was shockingly scary.

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

Now I want to contain and interject something. Size does matter ... somewhat ... but generally girls were very leery of Guy with big cocks at our clubs. Those male child often banged your cervix hard and you would be fucking sore ... for days.

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

He put that mushroom read/write head at the entrance of my baby fix and pushed with a slow steady powerful atmospheric pressure. Gawd it was obtuse and my unit body was screaming for him to slam it in.

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

Gawd it was great and just like he intended it to feel with all my nerve endings firing at the Same time.

Once in, he gently pushed and massaged my neck with the tip of his longsighted 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 arrest.

[ Did you know the cervix, or the X slur, is normally a fair sex's highest orgasmic initiation ? Frank did. It also is the opening to the uterus and when properly aroused, that slight opening widens right up and suck sperm deep into the womb. The cervix is the gateway baby ! ]

During that string of coming, I'm sure as shooting my cervical opening was stretched wide spread out 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 second all that I was thinking, all that I wanted, all that I was feeling, was for him to ca-ca me a baby. Seriously and honestly.

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

My entire womb was on fire 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 want nothing More than to have his infant.

female child, Frank knew some primal pregnancy mystery that I think no one I've been with prior or since has known. This man should've sired hundreds of child cuz I fucking wanted my next one to be his ! In that limited consequence ... I needed one ! I craved one ! He made me shake and cry for one like some fundamental woman. And I bet a lot of adult female would have felt exactly the same. Sorry cat, husbands, Father-God ...

None of you are in Frank's fucking league.

Sounds crazy huh ? Sounds fucking dangerous to well-nigh of you I bet. But wow what a moment in time. I'm so glad I got to experience him. oceanic abyss down inside he made me experience like the most desirable, to the highest degree beautiful, and near sexual woman in the entire public. He changed me from some piddling girl playing with sex, to a char that would always need sex and would pack it whenever and wherever she pleased.

Yup. Thank you Frank. And this is why I said ... Every woman should get a probability to be fucked by such a specimen of a fierce and scary gentle-man.

Ok. sufficiency typing and reminiscing. Now I've got ta figure out a way to clean house up this very oily keyboard and surcharge towels !

Jim ! come here ! I want you to enjoin 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 Fucking narration

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

We went out for a decent dinner and came back to their house for deglutition and guess what happened ? Surprise surprise. We hooked up. We both went to single out rooms at 9:30 and we didn't end the amour d'amour until 4:00am. That's right hand, six and a half hours of non quit sex. fountainhead, for me and Sharon it was non point ... massage-sex-massage. Longest most thrilling and somewhat exhausting sexual night of my life-time.

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

Sharon is a consummate lover and I too think every man should get his prospect with her. Let me line this noblewoman.

Sharon is about 5'9"but feels more like 6 ’. She is a broad secure 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 confident, very experienced, very smart, very intuitive, and maybe telepathic. It will only consider her a few second with you to give you completely"figured out."That makes her a bit intimidating to most guys including me. I was attracted to her from the origin 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 private lover caper toy. God only knows what she would've done with me in that role.

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

( Found our later she was planning on getting me to depart a dinner massage clubhouse )

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

Now if you've been following along, you know I had been developing my own little mesmerizing fuzz pull, scalp massage thing. My plan was to wait until her whole body got worked over really well in an soapy massage. And I mean her entire organic structure, slow, with no clock running. That took 2-3 hrs. Then I switched to a light fingertip touch, sensual erotic mode, ( the variety where I was grazing Sir Thomas More hair than skin ) which led into extended and varied genital play and with Sharon, that meant unnumberable orgasms. I can think back giving her oral. Damn what a pussycat. There was a masculine smell to it. It was strong and firm and had a program line to it. Loved every min of playing with it. She tasted great.

When I sucked on her clit and she would jump off the bed, it made me finger like"this is how it should always find 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 stance several clock time ! It's hard to key out it now. I think we both were way into some kind of vary state where you can't remember the item. It just lasted a longsighted meter and seemed like such an acrobatic issue, that I never came. Thank God ! That would've been such a rookie type embarrassment.

And then the hairsbreadth pulling began.

Sharon not only has monumental boobs, she has long thick luscious semi-curly whisker all the way down her back and covering her butt. It was more fun playing with that whisker than any former I have pulled. It simply was exotic and hypnotic. She orgasmed multiple times by just messing with those beautiful locks. Let me enjoin ya, causing an coming in a adult female without ever touching her consistence is always the best ! Uniquely the C. H. Best. And I think that was the moment that caused her to want me as her toy.

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

Sharon had a lot to instruct me about sensual lighting contact and the Best function in her repertoire was her endless, incredibly sensuous"hair's-breadth sweeps."She used that recollective hairsbreadth of hers to slowly drag-sweep my body in both directions, both immobile and decelerate, and intermittently whipped me with it, causing exquisite 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 knowingness.

I remember it all ending with her sucking my completely flaccid cock. What she did to me wasn't a black eye 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 sentence 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 coming 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 former two devotee. We were wide awake !

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

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[ Have you say our story # 11 ? If not, you should go do that now. It's one of my favorites and what I'm going to part with you, the secret plan changer of all our nights, will wee much more sensation once you have. ]

The Night That Changed Everything

existence part of sexy scenes at Sharon's crazy club was over the top fun for everyone, but especially me. I suspect late inside every woman has a desire to be an exhibitionist. For me it's the outrageousness of it all, the intense attention you feel, the sheer adoration of your body, and your perceived amativeness.

In addition, if there were 60 or more men, most of whom were giving, wealthy, business case in the way, 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 longsighted before finally attending.

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

I think it was the inflammation. It was so gentle 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 panorama with some sexy guy or aphrodisiac adult female who was equally charged up and aware we were there to perform. Yea, that changed everything. It always felt like we were making a porno motion-picture show.

No. I think what really made it acute is that we had an consultation, a large audience and all standing just a few foot away. And, ( and this is a very big"and,") they were all au naturel and stroking their wonderful hammer. Sounds rather depraved doesn't it ?

It wasn't.

There was an indefinable satin flower, dish 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 night I'm into another shot just like early nights except for this ... At the pre-party seminar during the afternoon, I got to meet one the most deliciously handsome Lester Willis Young men I've ever seen. He was much unseasoned, maybe 24 at the most ; a very late bloomer and probably a nerd growing up ; had found the club on the web ; and of course of instruction got cajole to jaunt all the way from N Carolina to experience it all. Sharon is irresistible ! ( This guy was only a few days 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 concerned in getting to eff 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 experience the party, I had to restrain myself and fill him there instead of his way and of form, let him watch me execute. DE-licious ! I was wild that dark in that scene and all the while sneaking height at him as he watched. I saw him cum twice !

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

We wasted no time 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 young guy from NC. Remember him from this good afternoon ? He's so inexperient and really needs a charwoman 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 room. Yea it was swell and maybe my perfect scenario. I was clearly helping him evolve sexually and I love teaching bozo 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 Little Joe more than clock time ! Once in my backtalk. Once between my boobs. Once inside my slit. 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 quick"I'll soap you up and you can soap me up"rain shower we laid down together and snuggled.

Now I'm not trusted 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 interested in family sex and I am to this day still surprised how the feeling of incest made the sex so blessed acute with him. And that's all I want to say about that !

We fell asleep in each former's weapons system 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 sleep together when you come down here again. I promise I'll be yours for the Nox !"

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

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Before I tell you what happened, you need some background datum that's very authoritative.

Jim and I had been in this lifestyle exactly four class at this point. certainly we had done a lot of swinging. And Jim had been able to fuck countless women. I was happy for him. It made it slowly for me to fuck as many men as I wanted.

But remember how this all started in our showtime few stories with Alex ? We got into this new recreational sex life style through the incredible deliciousness 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 titillating induction ... much more than swinging did later on. For me, swinging never was nearly as a great deal fun as being Jim's Hot Wife. I'm pretty indisputable Jim felt the Lapp 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 intent. Not all were topical anesthetic. Not all were available for regular hook ups. But they gave me alternative. They were always there in my knowingness, and it wasn't uncommon to fall plate and find four different Guy who had left a message on my answering machine. These kind of sexual alternative created a serious inequity with me and Jim.

He didn't have a bingle woman that he could meet with outside the clubs. Why ? It wasn't at all because he couldn't appeal them. It was all about his honourable monetary standard. In his eyes, the prototype of a creepy guy was someone who was married and trying to make and escort cleaning lady. 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 womanhood. You can date any guy you want, married or not, and that guy is going to use up what you give him and say ‘ Use me, use me !'But char 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 conjoin !"

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

Just like that very Nox ...

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Well I did it again. Got carried away in that spectacular moment and forgot about Jim. I'm sure many of you will try me for continually doing that to him but believe me it's intemperately managing all those dynamic well. You got ta remember I am talking about earth shaking experiences with new people. It ain't easy to bring off and I just wanted Jim to go through that dilemma too. He needed to so he could be a bit more sympathise with me.

well ... I could severalise Jim was mad again. This form of thing was literally the only thing we argued about. But he was nerveless. He had helped cleanse up the full party while he waited for me and after was sitting there waiting for me to give back.

( No one knew the way identification number we went to. And even if Jim did, it wasn't his elan to derive 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 private road house. I was anxious. Jim wasn't talking. And the longer he kept quiet the more guilty I felt. But finally he said ...

"Ash, do you have any estimation what you put me through when you do something like that ? I was bored out of my mind for hours. 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 LIKE TO OTHERS ? Well that did it. I didn't feel like I needed to apologize. We had covered this footing so many metre before. So I boiled over and said ...

"Jim I'm tired of this. You know damn well this has zilch to do with my love and devotion to you. That's as secure as ever. You just don't seem to ever get how difficult it is to contend different fan. They have feelings too. And during such intense sexual experiences like tonight I am holding their deepest sexual psychic in my manpower. Being careful with it is the most authoritative thing to me. I never want to hurt you but I just can't always think of you in the moment ! Dammit Jim ! You need a relationship with a char ! You are amiss about them. There are plenty of women out there that would get laid your sort of tending and would be thrilled if they could have it without it meaning you would be around 24/7. I've heard all your excuses. Now tell me. What kind of charwoman WOULD you consider dating ?"

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Ok. That's Ashley's side of meat of the fib. It was a very very vivid moment for both of us. Very chief in nature and I heard this response flowing out of me in an uncommonly forceful way that seemed like I was just a bystander watching it all happen ...

"I would wish a char two years aged than me. I'm tired of young woman.

I want her about two column inch shorter than you with brunet wavy haircloth, in frame, sexy as hell, killer smile, nice boobs and loves sex.

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

I want her to be ache and someone who loves to understand, way into books, yet is very very athletic.

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

I want her to be well traveled, culturally divers, and a social butterfly in any elbow room wax of people.

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

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

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

I want her to be good at golf and able-bodied to cycle with me.

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

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

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

Fuck ! Where did that seminal fluid from ? It was a totally unexpected and impossible list, one which I had never ever thought of, let alone concept. It came out powerfully and it left Ashley and me speechless.

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

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In exactly seven days I met that fair sex in a most unusual way. It was shocking and equally spooky for both of us ... as we shared our backcloth and pursuit in with child point. She hit ... every ... single ... particular on that list and maybe some other heart desires I neglected to let in. She had even had her medal read at a fundraiser party a month prior and was told the man of her dream would soon demo up.

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

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

This was no small serendipity.

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

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

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

Well ... that my friend was the quandary I now faced. I knew going back might mean my lifetime would never be quite the same. I needed weeks to meditate over that decision.

halt tuned !