Hey there! I'm Jules. Not my real name, of course, but it wouldn't strain any brain muscles to figure out what it actually is.
Been reading (and getting off to) stories on here for a little while, and I thought I'd join the fun. I've got some ideas I'd like to turn into stories, including a few of the "true" variety. I was raised pretty conservatively but had a bit of a wild streak in my twenties. That still comes out every once in a while.
The avatar is obviously not me, though you may see a part of me up there at some point. We'll see. I tend to be shyer on the internet than in person, which seems weird, but actually makes perfect sense to me.
Frequent visitors to this page will be treated to a cavalcade of cats being obnoxious and/or adorable, obscure pop culture references that make only me laugh, pictures of pretty ladies doing pretty things with other pretty ladies, and my unbelievably excellent taste in bluesy rock and sappy indie songs. So feel free to say hi, but please don't take offense if I don't reply right away. Life is busy!
Not really here to find a life partner, an in-person fling, or even a cyber hookup. Of course- and I'm probably going to regret saying this- never say never?
A couple takes a chance in an elevator. Little did they know what would happen when the door opened.
I took his hand and bumped him playfully with my shoulder, smiling up like an idiot. He smiled back down - a half-cocked, indulgent smirk that told me he thought I was cute. I straightened and lengthened my high-heeled stride, trying to act a little more...
