Thursday, December 30, 2010
Charlie chasing the lights
Charlie drove in his convertible, past the fashionistas on the street, his sunglasses allowing his eyes to roam freely. He had a social line up like something of a Head of State. Everything was in order, and his shirts were pressed. Deep down, Charlie wanted to be loved just like everyone else. He probably longed for a mate to curl up on the couch with and laugh at silly movies, to make pancakes for dinner with and to ask her opinion on his tie or his big speech. But, he chased the lights, the mini skirts, the designer handbag carrying gal, the scene, the money, the empty allure of the frenzy to be something. When all along, Charlie was something and the minute he just stopped trying, he may in fact find a real woman with a real heart, complete with good intentions and a life time of good times in store. Surely, Charlie is not alone. The quest is all too familiar. People long for fame, fortune, fancy lives, splendor, luxury and beauty. They do so much, that they convince themselves that within that lies happiness. The longer they chase, the more hungry they can become. Charlie, when you stop chasing the lights you may find the real light in your life.
Is finding the right lover like a puzzle?
One may think finding a solid lover, the kind that satisfies, excites while bringing complete joy is based on chemistry, their experience level or even their personality or hotness. Perhaps the most kind and experienced lover is the best? But what about the idea that some people no matter how skilled they can be, fit better with some people more so than with others. Someone may be an amazing lover with one person and a mediocre lover with someone else. Just like that, its true. Sonya thought about it and consulted her friends to see if she was the only person to ever feel this way. They confirmed her finding. Sometimes, there is a magical fit, like finding the exact piece of a puzzle that leads to the most amazing passion and out of body type of pleasure. When its a fit like this, you realize just how wrong some of other fits were?
9 months=baby?
Timelines, Timelines......and Timing!
- Early March: Margaret met Ivan in Aspen. They quickly became romantic, shared personal stories, kisses and hope for meeting up in California someday. Even though brief, they formed a deep connection.
- Early-Mid March: Margaret does not hear from Ivan. Flurries still in effect, she sends a message which got no reply. Baffled, hurt and confused, she thinks of every possible scenario and wonders why. No answers in sight.
- Summer: She sees a picture of him with a blond girl on his FB page complete with her name, etc.
- December: Pictures show up of her, him and a baby!
Margaret had this mini affair with him in early March, and that is precisely the time that this little baby was created. She never heard from him, and now she knows why! Did he impregnate his ex before their fling? One thing we can say for certain, this guy has a lot on his plate....unexpected bambino! As much as we may try to understand the opposite sex, we may never have all the answers. Then again, life can also just happen failing to stick to our plans, and failing to comply with our wishes.
What just happened?
Just at the moment he was about to reach his pinnacle, amongst their naked flesh rocking back and forth, he yelled out the most unappealing set of words! Aubrey, newly single with child, and just starting to get back in the game, thought "What just happened?" It was such a turn off, she could barely hide her winced expression as she buried her face into his shoulder.
As she swiftly booted him from her apartment that night, the words kept replaying in her head "Suck my Balls!" What would possess a man to yell that out just as an orgasm is about to take place. Is that supposed to be a turn on? Exciting? Sexy? Appealing? Did he intend that as a command or just a fantasy moment? Do you think this character really wanted her to quickly disengage and crawl down there to suck on those things? One may never know. The man was so embarrassed, she had to reassure him about his random, bizarre orgasmic yelp and tell him not to worry about it.
As Aubrey thought more, she realized that this character had a lot to worry about. The conversation at dinner was less than enticing, then she took him home to repair her computer virus and soon realized that she needed sex more than she needed to truly feel attracted to this man. So she asked him if he wanted to have sex, and sure enough, even though it was completely out of left field, he said yes. As they head to her bedroom, she whips out 3 condom choices, describing the differences and benefits. Hoping for a satisfying and pleasurable experience in the most carnal of ways, they undressed and proceeded to embark upon the act. She could barely feel anything, not because he was small, but because he was semi-flacid. This was REALLY not going well. Eventually when things finally got going, she was at least hopeful for some pleasure from the awkward date: low and behold, the man ends yelling out 3 disgusting words. Once it was said, it was said and nothing good could come from that. Still perplexed about why this man was inspired to yell that out at the pinnacle of their moment, she realizes that the single life has a lot of crap in store. Sigh, and on to the next!
As she swiftly booted him from her apartment that night, the words kept replaying in her head "Suck my Balls!" What would possess a man to yell that out just as an orgasm is about to take place. Is that supposed to be a turn on? Exciting? Sexy? Appealing? Did he intend that as a command or just a fantasy moment? Do you think this character really wanted her to quickly disengage and crawl down there to suck on those things? One may never know. The man was so embarrassed, she had to reassure him about his random, bizarre orgasmic yelp and tell him not to worry about it.
As Aubrey thought more, she realized that this character had a lot to worry about. The conversation at dinner was less than enticing, then she took him home to repair her computer virus and soon realized that she needed sex more than she needed to truly feel attracted to this man. So she asked him if he wanted to have sex, and sure enough, even though it was completely out of left field, he said yes. As they head to her bedroom, she whips out 3 condom choices, describing the differences and benefits. Hoping for a satisfying and pleasurable experience in the most carnal of ways, they undressed and proceeded to embark upon the act. She could barely feel anything, not because he was small, but because he was semi-flacid. This was REALLY not going well. Eventually when things finally got going, she was at least hopeful for some pleasure from the awkward date: low and behold, the man ends yelling out 3 disgusting words. Once it was said, it was said and nothing good could come from that. Still perplexed about why this man was inspired to yell that out at the pinnacle of their moment, she realizes that the single life has a lot of crap in store. Sigh, and on to the next!
Sabrina gets the table
Even though some things are toxic, less than ideal or with little long term value, sometimes we still just do them. We realize it may not be our wisest moment, but who says life has to be calculated perfectly? Sometimes we just want to be human.
Sabrina got sucked into banter and flirtation with her ex. It all started with a random sighting, when she was least expecting it and soon enough he had wedged himself into her thoughts. The worst part of it all, was not that he was no good for her.....it was that he had a girlfriend! Still, she carried on the chatting, the messages and even a secret meeting. Although she was never going to get anything satisfying emotionally from this man, and no budding relationship would develop from their words or a actions.....she sure would get something!
Just as quickly as she could give him lollipop love, she found herself with a hook up at the coveted restaurant she had been wanting to score a table at for New Years Eve. Poof, just like that.
Sabrina got sucked into banter and flirtation with her ex. It all started with a random sighting, when she was least expecting it and soon enough he had wedged himself into her thoughts. The worst part of it all, was not that he was no good for her.....it was that he had a girlfriend! Still, she carried on the chatting, the messages and even a secret meeting. Although she was never going to get anything satisfying emotionally from this man, and no budding relationship would develop from their words or a actions.....she sure would get something!
Just as quickly as she could give him lollipop love, she found herself with a hook up at the coveted restaurant she had been wanting to score a table at for New Years Eve. Poof, just like that.
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
Megan and her more-than-a-friend
Somewhere in the back of her mind, Megan knew her strictly platonic friend Felix may secretly long for her. She smiled contently as she kept that little inkling tucked away. He exuded confidence, perhaps too much. He was fit, sculpted and collected glances as he entered a room. His bad boy image was not something Megan was interested in, but all the while his pure hotness kept her curious. Time passed, and flirtation was sprinkled about over communication but always friendly and never too bold. It left a door open perhaps, for those brave enough to enter.
One day when the air was right, and there was simply nothing to lose, he made his move to show her just what he really had wanted all along. They were in a crowded place, and he grabbed her hand. She swallowed hard and her breath stopped for a moment. The warmth and purpose of his grip sent her thoughts racing. There was a blatant sincerity she had never witnessed before in his eyes, as he ensured she was alright within the raucous scene. The evening wore on, and she knew that they would both make the leap and cross the line tonight. Even after all this time, somehow and someway this evening felt right for making the plunge and exploring each other in a whole new realm.
When they parted from the group, they could not get home fast enough. They voraciously pulled each others clothes off, with feverish kisses and breath too deep to ignore. Somewhat rabid, wild, brutal and animalistic, they imbibed one another and rocked each other into another galaxy. There was no sign of gentle passion, tenderness, gazes into each other's eyes or a deep understanding of anything. It was the satisfaction of a long standing curiosity and desire, being fed recklessly on this warm evening. They knew that there was no mutual love or real hope for anything between them, it was simply something they both wanted at this moment and perhaps all along. After it was done, they craved it again when they awoke, this time even more barbarous and wanton than the first. It was almost too rough, but they gritted their teeth and tore into each other once more.
Once they had it, there would be a few more times that they would boldly attack one another but the lack of emotion between them allowed it to simply be. Never more or never less. Megan felt mostly content, with a pang of guilt about their exchanges. But in the end, he was just a friend.
One day when the air was right, and there was simply nothing to lose, he made his move to show her just what he really had wanted all along. They were in a crowded place, and he grabbed her hand. She swallowed hard and her breath stopped for a moment. The warmth and purpose of his grip sent her thoughts racing. There was a blatant sincerity she had never witnessed before in his eyes, as he ensured she was alright within the raucous scene. The evening wore on, and she knew that they would both make the leap and cross the line tonight. Even after all this time, somehow and someway this evening felt right for making the plunge and exploring each other in a whole new realm.
When they parted from the group, they could not get home fast enough. They voraciously pulled each others clothes off, with feverish kisses and breath too deep to ignore. Somewhat rabid, wild, brutal and animalistic, they imbibed one another and rocked each other into another galaxy. There was no sign of gentle passion, tenderness, gazes into each other's eyes or a deep understanding of anything. It was the satisfaction of a long standing curiosity and desire, being fed recklessly on this warm evening. They knew that there was no mutual love or real hope for anything between them, it was simply something they both wanted at this moment and perhaps all along. After it was done, they craved it again when they awoke, this time even more barbarous and wanton than the first. It was almost too rough, but they gritted their teeth and tore into each other once more.
Once they had it, there would be a few more times that they would boldly attack one another but the lack of emotion between them allowed it to simply be. Never more or never less. Megan felt mostly content, with a pang of guilt about their exchanges. But in the end, he was just a friend.
Sparkles
Just when you thought there were not enough miracles and stars shining in the sky or magnificent surprises in life, someone comes along and adds some sparkle!
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
An Entrepreneur-ette sitting on top of the world
Giselle had built her career, she had soared within the walls of her corporation and earned the respect of her clients and peers. At this point in her life, she needed more. Instead of sitting idle in the comfortable job she held, she took a risk. She started her own company and she called the shots. She went on trips when wanted to, drove the car she liked and worked as much as she wanted to. When things are in order in your personal life, it allows you to explore all kinds of opportunities beyond the typical walls that confine us. Giselle opened her heart to explore the likes of the mysterious man who had a life of baggage on his shoulders but intrigued her none the less. She toyed with cute boys that brought a smile to her face and filled her with a playful energy she needed in her life. She had the world by a string and she was pulling.
Is Giselle too much for the average man to handle because she has captured so much on her own? Can a man appreciate her ambition and her confidence while extracting her sensitivities, her inner child and the sexy woman behind the accomplishments? We'd all like to think its possible. Perhaps there is something to letting your guard down every so often, allowing yourself to be quiet or soft for a moment or two every so often and letting people see a new you?
Is Giselle too much for the average man to handle because she has captured so much on her own? Can a man appreciate her ambition and her confidence while extracting her sensitivities, her inner child and the sexy woman behind the accomplishments? We'd all like to think its possible. Perhaps there is something to letting your guard down every so often, allowing yourself to be quiet or soft for a moment or two every so often and letting people see a new you?
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