Adwoa with Hand Painted Wine Glass Jenna's very nice gift glasses and my tongue
Sexy Intellect
I find myself freshly unemployed and not really wanting to find a straight gig. Working on my MBA in an accelerated part-time program. Focusing on finishing my degree and freelancing. Done working for other people and dealing with their dysfunctional bullshit and politics. Wish me luck!
Mods: ears: 2 X 0g; 1 X 4g ; 1 X 8g; 1 X 10g; 10g conch; 6g tongue; 18g nostril; 10g vertical nipple (RETIRED); various tattoos including full sleeve in progress
Future Mods:
8g nipple
Mod-Tracker
Tattoos
Caress: Arm Tattoos Nude
Ears
Adwoa @ 1g: Dead stretched to 1g
Reciprocity
2009/11/28 12:23 As I held her for the last time before heading back to Maryland, I told her that I love her. She said something in response that I did not quite hear.. she repeated it "One more day..." but that somehow rang a bit false from her initial statement. Still.. I enjoyed the sentiment.
I stopped at the bar for a beer and a shot when I got back into town. She had changed her Facebook status to "Distance makes the heart grow fonder?? I should have made my goodbye last longer."
I responded that we don't have goodbyes only see you next times.
As I finished my first shot of rum, a text came through: "I should have said it when I had the chance... when I wanted to: I love you."
I responded that I know.. that I felt it. I do.. and realized the moment that she'd wanted to say it.. during that goodbye hug.. the statement that rang false because the words were masking what she really wanted to say. But I'd felt it. It stopped my breath...
I close my eyes and see that smile that makes her already lovely face intensely beautiful. I can still taste her lips.. feel the texture of her skin and her hands on my body as she made love to me the way I'd been fantasizing and better. Just sitting across a table from her listening to her stories... her laughter.. and those extended silences in which we just looked at each other. These moments on continuous replay in my mind.
Since our first meeting, the way she makes me laugh has moved me profoundly. It's like a part of the very core of me is observing and providing commentary... she makes me laugh from this place that no one else has ever touched. I don't know how to explain it. I only know that this is the love of a lifetime... and what we are creating is so beautiful. So divine. So blessed.
I love you, Jenna.
2009/09/29 21:18 as implausible as the connection seemed, I knew what i felt...and knew that a face-to=face meeting would prove me right or wrong. What I did not know was that it would be so intense, so mutual, feel so familiar and leave me awestruck.
She's brilliant, talented, beautiful, funny, sexy, sweet, adorable, magnificent, amazing....
I believe in love at first sight.. it just happened to me.
Distant Lover?
2009/08/30 14:09 Things with the Scrabble MILF continue to intensify but in that odd slightly disjointed way that things happen in cyber space. We've had some discussion about being real: that although things are more easily said online, our online selves are very true to our real time selves. Which I am taking to mean that I can take what she says to the bank.
The force of the mental/intellectual attraction is staggering likely weighted by the fact that it is presently all we have. The days are just going by so slowly... I've decided to drive to Boston the third week in September and will stop in CT to meet ScrabMILF for coffee. I need to know if the connection translates in the physical. I am certain it will. What will we do then?
2009/08/18 15:37 Smart as hell. I do so love intelligence.
Sexy and beautiful. Incredible smile and eyes. Amazing collar bones. Fit. Latina. Yum.
Loves scrabble. Up for late night games. FUN!
Has kids. Taking care of the boys is making me reexamine my stance on having kids... they are amazing and seeing the world through their perspective is teaching me a lot.
Digs me. Thinks I am hot. Loves my brain. Thinks I am sweet and cute. I make her laugh. I make her smile. I love these things.
