My friend and I walked the sandy path to the beach. There in the shade, we passed a couple.
She was talking animatedly on the phone, leaning casually up against the walkway railing.
He was kneeling before her, undoing the shoelaces of her right sneaker, obviously taking her shoes off for her.
We exchanged friendly smiles.
My friend nodded at the man at her feet.
“That’s some fine service you’re getting there,” he said.
Her … Continue Reading
So holy-fuck-beautiful-eyes pulled out of the kissing date.
It was supposed to be tomorrow night. Yesterday we were finalising plans. Today he told me that a woman he had been on a few dates with had expressed serious interest in him this morning, and he was equally interested in her. Given that had arisen, he didn’t think it would be right to go ahead with the kissing date.
Understandably, relationship-potential trumps stranger-kissing.
He … Continue Reading
Kissing date: A date designed with the sole objective of kissing.
This is a completely different thing from a traditional date where the objective is ‘getting to know you’ or ‘doing something together’ or ‘sharing a meal’ or a combination of any of those things, where there *might* be some kissing at some stage if all goes well.
A kissing date is JUST FOR KISSING. I’m liking this idea for a whole bunch of … Continue Reading
The first boy I ever loved and I are still in touch. He lives in the UK, we catch up when we are anywhere in proximity, which of course isn’t often.
A recent situation reminded me of a sweet moment with him, of which there are many. Sweet moments, I mean.
He had invited some of his friends over for dinner. He was cooking. I was hovering in the kitchen with him, sipping a cold … Continue Reading
I’ve taken to calling him ‘holy-fuck-beautiful-eyes’ (in honour of the fabulously articulate email I sent him on a whim), which is the worst nickname EVER but it makes me smile every time I use it.
He’s not a match for me (he agrees with this), and I am unlikely to meet him (I’ve told him this), and yet, there is that elusive ‘something’ there that draws me in and I love it and I hate … Continue Reading
The OKCupid version (yes, I joined a vanilla dating site: more on this later!).
These are random emails I have sent out to men whose profiles I liked (as opposed to replies to emails that landed in my inbox).
To be clear, the first three were not potential matches: I just like to send out compliments to people when I see something interesting. It’s fun to say sweet things to people. It’s also stress free … Continue Reading
The first boy I ever fell in love with was a vanilla submissive. I have mentioned him before.
We are still in touch, I am pretty sure that I gave him this blog address at some stage long ago. I doubt he reads it, but I really don’t know and haven’t asked. If he does: *smile… wave* Hello there, A!!!
We were together before I had ever heard of BDSM, or D/s, or any of … Continue Reading