Seven days had passed since he had stayed over night and slept in the guest room. It was half way through the week when I had started to remember the steamy dream I had that night. It seemed beyond real in an almost uncomfortable way. What did not make sense was waking up to find a note informing he that he left to attend church. I did not even know that he was religious?
As the week came to a close I finally got a text message from him. He wanted to express his lack of contact through the week. Normally I would be angered by this, however it made me want to see him all the more. It was as if I needed a fix! A fix of something you knew in your gut that you needed to stay away from.
We met for dinner, it was a lovely warm evening sitting outside under the moonlight. There was laughter, gazing into each other eyes, and multiple funny conversations.
We eventually finished our delicious seafood dinner, and made our way to the beach to walk along and enjoy the calming effect of the waves crashing in onto the shore. We stopped to sit for awhile and as we relaxed on the warmth of the sand, he leaned in and pulled me closer to his chest and slowly began to kiss my sweet soft delicate lips. As we kissed his snake like tongue made its way into mouth as I sat there unable to move as if he had taken complete control of my entire body.
My mind became increasingly relaxed, as the rest of my body felt exposed and on fire.
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
The Deafening Danger, Part 3
Tuesday, November 8, 2016
The Deafening Danger, Part 2
Have you ever met someone who just kinda made your heart break for them?
He most likely would not want me feeling this way, or would he?
As we sat in the quietness of the park overlooking the bay, we began to navigate our way through the barriers of communicating. Not only was he hearing impaired, but he wore 2 devices to aid him in hearing a bit. He also was able to read lips, use sign language, and he could talk some. Surprisingly I was able to understand him and he, I.
As we talked, he told me of his sad and hardened life being abandoned, failed relationships with cheaters, his hearing loss, feeling all alone and broken at times. How could I not want to help him, take him under my wing? Want to care for him? His life experience compelled me to want to do so.
I invited him over for one of my famous "cooked from the heart-made from scratch homemade dinners- that people from all over beg me to prepare for them." I was feeling as if we were establishing a real friendship, building some trust, and a safe zone for each. It was enjoyable to chat with someone while I was in the kitchen, we sipped on wine, and enjoyed the lovely feast.
It was a delightful evening.
A few days later, I asked him to join me at a dear friends pad for cocktails and conversation, as I thought it might be good for him to get out and broaden his social circle. Learn to feel comfortable around others in a social setting. So we went to the party, all was going swimmingly! Everyone was chatting, laughing, he was engaged in a conversation with a few others, and I just sat back and thought "you did good Divine Man."
The party came to a close and we rode back to my palace in the white limo, it was a good thing as we both felt a bit buzzed. I knew he had a 40 minute drive ahead of him to get to his Aunt's home(where he was living) and so I offered him my guest room. At first he resisted, but then caved into the idea of sleeping on a soft bed versus a lumpy couch.
It was still dark outside when I sensed someone in my chambers, I could feel someone breathing, getting closer to me as I laid sleeping. Very gently I felt arms wrap around my fabulous body, and pull me close. I felt safe yet startled all at once. This is the stuff I love about dreams. Anything can happen while asleep. I felt hands slowly begin to explore my naked and butter soft skin, and then a silky wetness descended upon my neck. I moaned as I felt unable to move and release myself from the pleasure I was experiencing.
The morning came, the sun was shining and I woke up to find a note on my kitchen counter that read "Divineness, Thank You for allowing me to stay over, I had to leave early for church."
He most likely would not want me feeling this way, or would he?
As we sat in the quietness of the park overlooking the bay, we began to navigate our way through the barriers of communicating. Not only was he hearing impaired, but he wore 2 devices to aid him in hearing a bit. He also was able to read lips, use sign language, and he could talk some. Surprisingly I was able to understand him and he, I.
As we talked, he told me of his sad and hardened life being abandoned, failed relationships with cheaters, his hearing loss, feeling all alone and broken at times. How could I not want to help him, take him under my wing? Want to care for him? His life experience compelled me to want to do so.
I invited him over for one of my famous "cooked from the heart-made from scratch homemade dinners- that people from all over beg me to prepare for them." I was feeling as if we were establishing a real friendship, building some trust, and a safe zone for each. It was enjoyable to chat with someone while I was in the kitchen, we sipped on wine, and enjoyed the lovely feast.
It was a delightful evening.
A few days later, I asked him to join me at a dear friends pad for cocktails and conversation, as I thought it might be good for him to get out and broaden his social circle. Learn to feel comfortable around others in a social setting. So we went to the party, all was going swimmingly! Everyone was chatting, laughing, he was engaged in a conversation with a few others, and I just sat back and thought "you did good Divine Man."
The party came to a close and we rode back to my palace in the white limo, it was a good thing as we both felt a bit buzzed. I knew he had a 40 minute drive ahead of him to get to his Aunt's home(where he was living) and so I offered him my guest room. At first he resisted, but then caved into the idea of sleeping on a soft bed versus a lumpy couch.
It was still dark outside when I sensed someone in my chambers, I could feel someone breathing, getting closer to me as I laid sleeping. Very gently I felt arms wrap around my fabulous body, and pull me close. I felt safe yet startled all at once. This is the stuff I love about dreams. Anything can happen while asleep. I felt hands slowly begin to explore my naked and butter soft skin, and then a silky wetness descended upon my neck. I moaned as I felt unable to move and release myself from the pleasure I was experiencing.
The morning came, the sun was shining and I woke up to find a note on my kitchen counter that read "Divineness, Thank You for allowing me to stay over, I had to leave early for church."
Sunday, November 6, 2016
The Deafening Danger, Part 1
Perhaps my intuition was off, maybe it wasn't totally balanced yet since awaking from the coma? Perhaps I was vulnerable since my memories of what I heard while I was in that death like state for so many months had started to return to me. Learning what those deceitful twins had done to me unknowingly for so many years, maybe it was the longing for my one true soulmate to return to me again.
I can't believe I am actually gonna do this? How had I fallen from such standards? How had the most simply amazingly divine man come to this moment? As my hands trembled I grabbed for my wine glass and with the other hand I stretched out my right index finger and as I touched the screen on my phone...I thought "here goes nothing!"
I completed my dating profile and uploaded a fabulous selfie, and then sat on my couch waiting and waiting and drinking and waiting and drinking and waiting and then peeing and peeing and then "BING" I heard that surprisingly delightful sound!
Winner winner chicken dinner! Someone had sent me a message! Someone wanted to chat with me!
His name: Jeremiah
Age: 33
Occupation: Nurse
Volunteer: Homeless Shelters
Interests: Walks on the beach, flea markets, movies, swimming, and art galleries.
He is seeking a LTR
And he was hearing impaired. But wore a device that helped him. He was born able to hear until he was 4, when he suffered severe hearing loss from an infection is both ears. Shortly after that his Mother left him with his Grandparents.
WOW, he has survived alot. Which made me think that he was someone whom I thought I could indulge in chatting with.
We chatted for about 2 hours.
It was fun, and on my terms!
After chatting back and forth for about 5 or 6 days, I agree to a meeting.
I can't believe I am actually gonna do this? How had I fallen from such standards? How had the most simply amazingly divine man come to this moment? As my hands trembled I grabbed for my wine glass and with the other hand I stretched out my right index finger and as I touched the screen on my phone...I thought "here goes nothing!"
I completed my dating profile and uploaded a fabulous selfie, and then sat on my couch waiting and waiting and drinking and waiting and drinking and waiting and then peeing and peeing and then "BING" I heard that surprisingly delightful sound!
Winner winner chicken dinner! Someone had sent me a message! Someone wanted to chat with me!
His name: Jeremiah
Age: 33
Occupation: Nurse
Volunteer: Homeless Shelters
Interests: Walks on the beach, flea markets, movies, swimming, and art galleries.
He is seeking a LTR
And he was hearing impaired. But wore a device that helped him. He was born able to hear until he was 4, when he suffered severe hearing loss from an infection is both ears. Shortly after that his Mother left him with his Grandparents.
WOW, he has survived alot. Which made me think that he was someone whom I thought I could indulge in chatting with.
We chatted for about 2 hours.
It was fun, and on my terms!
After chatting back and forth for about 5 or 6 days, I agree to a meeting.
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