I've received a few, where guys have printed out something I posted on here and then...mussed the paper. Same for a couple of guys who took pics of themselves while a pic I used to have in my public gallery was up.
Neither form of "tribute" did anything ether way for me--besides making me think about laundry.
"Reluctance" is not the same as "taken" or "forced". I don't have fantasies revolving around any of those three words. Nightmares? Yes. Fantasies? No.
I have myself professionally waxed, and am starting in on the laser hair removal thing.....but I'm doing it/have always done it for myself. The fact that my partner likes me hair-free is just sort of a bonus.
My bare skin on some random seat? Not a thing that is a thing that is happening.
A ridiculously large amount of coffee (I take it with cream and sugar) at home in the morning; probably another three or four more 16 oz. cups from the hospital cafeteria throughout my shift. Caffeine does nothing for me, so energy drinks are pointless.
I never remember my dreams, with one exception. It's really more of a night terror than a nightmare or dream, and I have it maybe once or twice a year. It is a very specific dream involving a real event that happened to me when I was a small child, thus the lack of further details.
It's rather terrible, as I always wake from/in this night terror screaming, and sometimes don't quite wake up enough to be out of the dream, so on more than occasion I've injured whomever is in my bed--biting, punching, and kicking him until I am fully awake. Not ideal.
Negatory. There are far subtler means of seduction.
Tiramisu, milk chocolate covered marzipan candies, a bowl of tofu pho, fries with poutine, and two coffees, served Viet style.
I have some Vince Camuto tank maxi dresses that I love. They're "maxi" only in the sense that a sheer chiffon overskirt reaches almost to my ankles; the underskirt is mid thigh or higher.
Otherwise, most of my dresses and skirts are a few inches above the knee.
Inside of my wrists and forearms, nape of neck.
I like (no laughing) Suave 2-in-1 shampoo. My hair is very fine but very thick, so I have to put a ton of leave-in conditioner in anyway. Sebastian Potion #9 (too lazy to go look at the bottle) works wonders.
One dog (Lily, an Anatolian Shepherd x Great Pyrenees), one cat (Niles, DSH), and two Norwegian Fjord draft horses, Torren and Barney, both geldings.
Handing over control of my finances to my partner? No. Not a thing that is a thing that could ever happen. Being forced or even asked to surrender control of my finances to my partner? Not remotely erotic and an excellent way to end up kicked to the curb.
What is a Lush marriage? Need to draft a prenup...
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