Right now, I’m experiencing a bit of the Celibacy Blues….
- Kisses and full on make out sessions;
- Massages that lead to something else;
- Being held.
Damn my ex for these phone calls claiming it is always going to be his (which it is NOT…Trust). But there is still something so sexy and animalistic about a man claiming his territory… reminds me of ravenous jaguars [wanders off into a fantasy].
Damn him for sending me a picture message of his well endowed manhood, trying to throw me off my course.
Perhaps I just need a date. I haven’t had a date since, hmmmm, let me think, July… some short guy… He doesn’t even count.
Maybe I just need a change of pace from this wack-tastic city. Thank GOD Miami is only three days away. I always get love in the city. This is my fourth trip, God willing.
I can’t wait to get to the beach and let the warmth envelop my body… I’ll lounge on my chair, fully oiled up… for now, I’ll settle for those passionate kisses from the sun. My girls can have at that umbrella. I NEED A TAN. LOL.
I can totally lose myself in Miami…. I turn into who I’m supposed to be; free and happy.
No worries, club members, I’m not leaving you guys. I’m only venting. And I’m so random right now.
And now I exhale. J
Where do you guys lose yourselves? Do you have a favorite place?