Right now my ‘relationship’ isn’t going anywhere… Timeline-wise anyway…
And I am totally okay with that.
On the surface, I think that I am ready; I act like I am ready.
I want to be ready… I write about it here – how much I crave it…
Long-term relationship companionship…
Last Wednesday I received the sweetest note on FetLife. The subject was “Interested, so very interested”. The message that followed was so charming I checked out his profile.
He’s only 26. Not much there for a profile, but I don’t have much either. Just pictures, and only one kind of with my face.
He didn’t have any pics posted online, but he addressed that in his note:
The way I see it being loud is like cheer leading, lets me know I’m doing a good job, and you can break as much of my skin as you like 😉
Hi, I’m “RS” (short for Rock Star) and I’m hoping that we can get to know each other.
What kinds of things are you into (both vanilla and kink)
I don’t have any pictures on my profile right now, but if you’re interested I can send you some via email or KIK.
Note: Rock Star is not his name on FetLife
I responded. He sent pics. He was gorgeous. We emailed a couple more times and then exchanged numbers. He’s new at the kink thing and so am I. We had common interests in rope/bondage, wax play, switching and also similar personalities and interests outside of the bedroom.
Sometimes I wonder if I am too overly critical of my partner. (Ya think?)
I mean, I am too overly critical of myself…
Do I intentionally pick someone who cannot give me what I need and then hold them to some unachievable expectation?
Then they can never be what I truly want/desire in a partner?
One of the first things I brought up with TC after breakfast was the way his body quakes and trembles whenever I touch him. Even the slightest touch… I think that will forever fascinate me. Or, at least I hope it will!
After finishing coffee, we moved over to the bed so I could give him a back rub. I wanted to get him good and relaxed enough that he might be able to fall back asleep again, but no such “luck”. Instead, he rolled over and told me he was ready for a snack 😉 So I complied by climbing up to the head of the bed, grabbing onto the headboard and sitting on his face.