You don't want to lose your virginity. Nor do you want to give it away or have it taken from you.
When the right fellow comes along you'll share it with him. Hopefully, you and he will be in love (or some combined form of lust and infatuation). Like many other things in life you've yet to experience or bridges you've yet to cross...why rush it? With this, you'll never have another first time. Enjoy.
No guts, no glory...go play and come back to write us a story.
scorched was the taste
the look and the feel
of the grassy backyard
which he'd tended with zeal
nutrition was needed
but moisture delayed
steady rainfall denied
while they partied and played
they fucked in their hot tub
shot loads by the score
coaxed gushers from squirters
made their genitals roar
when off to their lake home
they shipped their lifestyle
exported swinging and swapping
hedonistically vile
engaged their sly yardman
to borrow his eyes
to watch their estate
to limit surprise
He siphoned the fluids
using hose and inhales
to sprinkle elixirs
like exhaling whales
across the charred pasture
upon once dormant shoots
alleviating the dry cycle
kick starting with boots
the lawn did recover
full green and so plush
semen cooze cocktail
nutritious and lush
drafting college seniors to fill out your roster is a crap shoot, for the most part. To build a winning team and organization, organisms are required and...
My ex girlfriends youngest sister is a lifelong & 'married legally' (yay) lesbian.
I was told prior to meeting her, of her inclination. I think primarily to keep me from saying anything stupid at dinner with her and the girlfriend's parents.
What did I do?
I flirted with her.
She flirted back.
Right in front of everyone.
It was light hearted, casual ... and complimentary. But I made it quite clear that I was dancing with the one I brought to the dance.
She and I have become good friends in the last three years. She got married last May (2010) I was not invited...but probably because her sister and I were sort of on the outs by then.
But she and I email frequently.
If someone on Lush identifies themselves as lesbian or bisexual...I allow them to contact me first if they so choose to.
I'm too busy fending off all the new 250 hetero girls a month. I try to shunt them off to Felix, Damon, Allen and Dancing_Doll. She can turn a lot of them to the fun-side, if ya know what I mean.
If you want a friend, get yourself a dog. Canine preferably.
If you want a woman, get an escort. You pay them to go away.
If you want drama and trouble, go hang out at the nearest local dive around closing time and concentrate on the lovelies who are still standing @ the end of the night.
Come back to us with your erotic story of the encounter.
Discovery Channel's Shark Week brings my primary irrational fear into focus.
Being eaten alive.
Sharks
Gators
Bears
Lions
Oh my
I seriously doubt this will ever happen, but this is the stuff of my nightmares.
The only possible realistic scenario or situation which I fear is to find myself in a relationship with someone I'd rather not be in. I can handle being alone. Being with someone in the same house still feeling alone - sucks.
Been there before. A few times.
