There's nothing more sublime than a well-crafted erotic story. It heightens the senses and forges a visceral sensory bond between writer and reader that stands at the zenith of literary achievement--at the summit of all human culture. Erotic chat is pretty good too.Took my Lush nickname from the title of a popular home-repair TV series. Reinventing the things that others perceive as damaged, broken or just plain worn out has been a central theme of my life. It's all part of an antiquated way of living that prefers peace and love to aggression and self-aggrandizement.I work at keeping myself in shape and have enjoyed the good fortune of several wonderful Winter/Spring relationships with women who value experience and empathy in a lover.It's rare, but then so is gold.
From time to time, I've helped a friend cope with office boredom. Often in the late afternoon on a slow day. Most recently it was between clients on a busy morning, so you never know. One thing is certain. If you plan to play, it really helps to wear a skirt. http://www.orgasmanic.com/blog/uploads/horny-meter.png
As a life-long freckles devote, all I can say is AMAZING -- here's the link to my FRECKLES PORTFOLIO (a couple of images are duplicated in the thread, but so far it's surprising few.) ThisOldHippie's Freckles Folder http://upload.lushstories.com/437140645-Freck-G8OeGvh.jpg
http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-s_flSesuUmE/UN9pPJV4QaI/AAAAAAAAAkw/sT6nHviOnRU/s1600/Training+Bras.jpg Actually, never have. Probably never will. <img src="/forum/images/emoticons/embarassed.gif" alt="Embarassed">
No, it ain't your body, it's those 5" heels. You'll be just as fuckable without them, but you won't be screaming out the message quite so loudly.
Just once. And it worked out for the best.I speak a bit of French, and one summer I ran into to two college girls from Quebec. One thing led to another and they both moved into my room in an apt that I shared with another guy. Both were attractive and, as it turned out, highly sexed. They were up for anything every night, sometimes several times a night. What was at first a sailor's wet dream, soon became a nightmare as I found myself increasingly exhausted and unable to focus at work. In desperation, I asked my roommate if he could help me out by inviting the girl of his choice to move in with him. I didn't need to ask twice. The girls stayed until late August before returning to school in Quebec. We all had a satisfying summer. My roommate even picked some basic conversational French.
I'm 6'2" and once had a gf who was 5' in her shoes. It was no problem, in bed or out. (Her height, not the shoes. She took those off in bed.)
Attractive women. Period.
http://www.conrantalkingshop.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/Nimes-cocktail-glass.jpg Anything that fits in this cup is fine with me....
"Barbara H." --Fountains of Wayne
I was driving cross country and had pulled off Interstate-80 in search of something more satisfying than a chain-restaurant meal. I really can't recall much about Rick's Café in New Paris, Indiana. But I will never forget the woman I met there. "I hate eating alone," she said. "Don't you?" "Why not join me?" I asked, gesturing to the empty chair. Rachel was in her mid-20s. She had...
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