He came over tonight, it was the first time we have ever spent time together outside of work. He is amazing, and may I say Gorgeous. He shaves *smile. The way he holds me; damn these men and their grasp. This is not the last night; he wants what I want, secrets. I can't wait for "next time".

He went back home (NJ). It's "Saturday" night and I am so very lonely. I just want someone to hold that cares, or maybe even someone who could care less; I could care less at this moment. I wanted him gone, so why am I so torn up inside? It wasn’t that I truly wanted him gone; I was just afraid it was too good to be true, and it was. I fall in ( Read more... )

He is so gorgeous in every way; his smile, voice, stare, and words make me feel so beautiful. I love being with him. These moments, the first moments, are always the best. No worries or disagreements, everything is always a plus, never negative. He said he thinks he's falling in love with me. What is it that he sees, why me. I love being with ( Read more... )

I saw him last night. Bill, what name is Bill. He is gorgeous. I love his arms, chest, eyes, smile, & the way he holds me. He is truly a dream, to good to be true. He called me so many times on my ride home, I felt like a twitterpated teenager. The way he kisses me is amazing, and how high he holds me feels wrong. Only two true days we have ( Read more... )