When you want to be pinned against the wall and kissed forcefully? Where you want to be the prey for a sexually aggressive predator? To just be told to be quiet while your neck is kissed and your breasts are stroked, fondled, and nibbled? To be forced to lie still while your body is poked, prodded, and explored? To be used and gently (or even not so gently) abused for someone else's pleasure?
Oh . . . yeah.
I mean, um, no. Me neither.
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The Standoff is in day 7. No sign of either side giving in. Though he is being awfully nice. It's damn weird. He's got to explode soon. He is incapable of being this nice for this long without medication. We shared a genuine laugh and smile last night. That's as intimate as things have been around here since the beginning of May. Better than nothing, I suppose.
Friday, June 29, 2007
You ever have one of those days . . .
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I long for those days again actually... *sighs wistfully and wanders off muttering about cats*
Umm, no, not at all, of course not, I never ever feel that way. . .
Really. . .
You believe me don't you?
Me neither. ;-)
Definitely...
*sighs*
And ROFL to the other comments...
I have those days everyday... always looking for a predator.
all the freaking time....been known to pick fights for the make up sex! I do find this stand off curiouser and curiouser...
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