He will be called Mick because he looks almost exactly like Mick Fleetwood, only shorter (and a bit like my dad and Willie Nelson, too. The dad part’s a little creepy…)
Fantasies
I want to tell Loverman about a fantasy I’ve been having recently. I’ve had it on and off in the past (because he’s a security guard), but role-playing fantasy isn’t usually my thing. Maybe it’s the books I’ve been reading lately, because not only do I want to DO it, I want to tell Loverman that I want to do it!
Hopefully this could be a game that he might like to play, too.
Every once in a while I share something with him. Like when we were on our way back from our KC sk8-venture and we stopped at the Adult Store on the way home. While were in there looking and touching, I told him that I would like to get one of those remote-control vibrators and have him put it on/in me (depending…) and just play with the remote whenever he feels the need: at the movies, at dinner, while we’re strolling through the mall, etc… I even showed him the one I thought would work best and asked him what he thought about it. He was deeply concentrating and never answered; I’m not even sure if he heard me (though I’m pretty sure he did).
We have a date night tonight and I am thinking I could “bring it up” with him this evening. I keep re-running scenarios over and over in my head; I have been for the last two weeks. Maybe I will have enough courage (wine) to tell him about one of them.
I’m sitting at the bar and minding my business and up comes Mr. Loverman-Security-Guard with a simple, “Excuse me, Ma’am, but are you xxxxx?”
“Ummm, yes officer. Is there something wrong?”
“Ma’am, I am going to have to take you with me for questioning. Please be cooperative. I don’t want to make a scene.”
Smitten with Him 