Once upon a time, a Domme logged into a kink site where she has an account and there was, as always, a boy’s profile on her screen, filtered by her criteria, they always pop up. She takes an idle look. He is funny, irreverent, not kink-focussed. It is exactly the kind of thing she likes. She smiles in amusement at his description and notes the name (for later reference, you know…).
A while later, she gets an email from him in her inbox, they do that, these local boys. She feels a little tingle of interest, it is a strange feeling, unexpected, but it is there nevertheless.
She opens the email and starts reading it, already chuckling with delight at the opener, cute and funny, she feels a spark light up, and she reads on and… oh oh oh!
It’s her ex boy (not ‘my boy’, the previous) saying hello, letting her know he is there… Oh… dashed hopes of a local cute and funny boy, a shake of her head and a wry laugh at herself.
The moral of the story is that I know it when I see it, that possibility, that potential, I know it almost immediately, and wow, that’s huge! I find it weirdly fascinating to see that I reacted to him in pretty much exactly the same way I did the first time he contacted me. I am consistent in my choices, my reaction is predictable and that gives me a strange sense of comfort. I know *it* when I come across it, it lights a spark in me with no effort whatsoever, and that actually feels pretty amazing to me.