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This is one beautiful, amazing woman. She is standing beside me as I type, and I can't help but catch my breath every time I glance at her.

The collar truly looks better in person, a photo can never do such beauty justice.

PS, with any luck, we may have taken care of the next week or so's HNTs too

G.


Yes, we have taken care of next weeks HNT. Well, this weeks....*Shaking my head,* Whatever. Ok, so G came over on Sunday, I got to spend some more time with him, Curled in his arms watching a movie...or not watching as the case may be. He brought a DVD with him and we managed to watch it just before he left, it was The Reduced Shakespeare Players..or something to that effect. They are abso-freakin-lutely hilarious by the way!

I'm still trying to figure out just how exactly to describe all that went on while we were together. I have so many jumbled thoughts, I still get excited when I think about it, I don't know how to explain it....all I know is that he makes me smile. He makes me laugh and feel completely gorgeous inside and out. He can keep up an intelligent conversation which doesn't include how long it's been since he last violated himself which is more than I can say for any of the guys I've met here.

I'm planning on going to New Zealand. I'm not sure when, it won't be for a while as I need to get the spending money and airfare and what not. But I will get there.

Oh, and on a high-note, he is much more skilled than anyone I've been with before....he uhm...well I liked it when he went down on me so.....I may be changing my mind about that....maybe.....probably....more than likely....

*Smiles,* He bought me a book....and as cheesy as it is...I fell asleep holding it last night. It's The Best of Roald Dahl, with his short stories meant for adults, they're a little more twisted than you might think, and they're great. I certainly never knew he was so twisted. G has opened my eyes to so many new things, and I'm still sorting out whether I like all of them. I'm pretty sure I did, I found out that he likes the struggle just as much as I do. I really like to fight a bit.

To have my body bucking and squirming under his until I'm out of breath and can't catch it, until I'm so out of it that I just keep bucking because it feels so good. To have his hands holding my arms down, his body pressing down on mine, holding me there. Then after he curled up behind me, holding me to him as close and as tight as possible...it felt so good. Now I just have to put all of this into a story or a poem and I'll be good. I've so many words tumbling around in my head I don't know where to start.

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