Dear Butterfly Man

Dear Butterfly Man

1. You can’t handle me, because
2. You have TWO *little* kids, who
3. Need you to be their Daddy, because
4. They don’t really have a Mommy

I actually need a Daddy, too. And there is NO WAY I would ever want to interfere with you being YOUR CHILDREN’S Daddy. That is more important to me than myself.

As cool as you are, I have no desire at my age to wait 10 more years to see if what we have *might* work.

And I do not like children. Mine are even questionable at times, and they are grown.

Period.

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Weekending with Dreamboat – Part 2

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For all the ‘screwing around’ we’d been doing over the past couple of days, Dreamboat still hadn’t had one single orgasm, which he says is totally normal to him. While I’d cum countless times…

He and I have talked about it before, blue balls and all that, but he says that he’s never experienced that phenomenon even once.¬†Personally, I feel bad and kind of like a failure when I don’t bring my partner to climax.

This may be oversharing, but WTF this is my blog… Dreamboat has one fake testicle. He was in a car¬†accident when he was a teenager and now¬†he’s left with a pretty messed up ankle and a fake testicle. The right one feels like a ping pong ball and the left one feels normal. Needless to say, it makes giving him head a bit interesting…

Oh! And another thing, he doesn’t even like blow jobs (Not even mine!)!!! He giggles like it tickles him. LOL! (Although, I have to admit¬†it’s kind of nice to get a break from Alaska’s almost-constant face-fucking)

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Weekending with Dreamboat – Part 1

My weekend in Steamboat Springs with Dreamboat was pretty dang fun!

However, we didn’t talk about anything serious until Sunday afternoon, and then it was only a result of circumstance…

Friday was fairly uneventful. I took the city bus to the Greyhound station. All of my busses left on time.

It was a gorgeous 4-hour drive up into the mountains.

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A Night at the Theater

A Night at the Theater

Esquire Theatre 1966, Denver, CO.
Esquire Theatre 1966, Denver, CO.

Last Friday night (Saturday morning)¬†I went to the Midnight Movie showing of Miyazaki’s Spirited Away with Mr. Nice Guy.

Earlier in the day he instructed me¬†to wear pantyhose and “slutty heels” (I have been directed to call them that¬†ūüėČ )

I gladly complied.

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