I have been around for ages and have seen a lot and have many sights in my memory
I have heard too much
I have said too much
Not touching would be sad
But not being able to taste good food and good cognac is a horror. Never mind being able to taste a lover.

I must have taste.

Breasts or tits. Other, more inappropriate terms, dependent on the occasion.

A big girl every time. So much more to hold, to love, to appreciate. Big IS beautiful.

It's because the world is mostly homophobic. I find the male form equally as gorges or more than the female form and happen to find gay and bisexual men the most erotic men of all.

Well said Bunny, I think you've hit the nail firmly on the head.

It is London, it is spring and to me it is a miracle she is here. Months of e-mails and messaging are forgotten as a dream appears. I watch her step from the taxi and walk up the stairs and into the foyer. Even if I did not recognise her face, her shy hesitant steps would give her away. I wave and start to move towards her, shaking apprehensively until I see her smile and move towards me....

Added 09 Jul 2010 | Category Straight Sex | Votes 1 | Avg Score 5 | Views 1,727