Closing a door
The thing with the IT guy is getting hot and heavy. We have been talking online, on the phone, texting ( almost sexting ). He is really sweet and charming. What I like the most about him is that he is very respectful and he knows where to push boundaries. He makes me feel very safe.
We were talking online and it happens that one of the things he wants to do is one of the same things I've been craving. Only had one person doing it to me and he was high ( The Mechanic ). I told him, well, I'll talk to my GYN to get birth control pills. He got quiet and told me that he haven't had it bare in quite some time.
I'm very happy he likes the idea and I'm very happy he likes me. I'm very happy he won't touch a finger unless I allow him. I know how respectful he is. And I love that.
So I guess this is one of the last entries of the Viking.
I had a great run with him. I've learn so much from him. I was able to separate one from the other. He got me out of the funk I had after the Mechanic and even though I fell I rose like the Phoenix. I will always have him in my heart.
Tomorrow will be the last time I will look into his eyes and feel his galeonic arms around me. I will feel his powerful lips forcing mines to open like a shell opener looking for my tongue. Kissing with the love he is afraid to give because of being hurt. A fake love. But a love none the less . . . .
We were talking online and it happens that one of the things he wants to do is one of the same things I've been craving. Only had one person doing it to me and he was high ( The Mechanic ). I told him, well, I'll talk to my GYN to get birth control pills. He got quiet and told me that he haven't had it bare in quite some time.
I'm very happy he likes the idea and I'm very happy he likes me. I'm very happy he won't touch a finger unless I allow him. I know how respectful he is. And I love that.
So I guess this is one of the last entries of the Viking.
I had a great run with him. I've learn so much from him. I was able to separate one from the other. He got me out of the funk I had after the Mechanic and even though I fell I rose like the Phoenix. I will always have him in my heart.
Tomorrow will be the last time I will look into his eyes and feel his galeonic arms around me. I will feel his powerful lips forcing mines to open like a shell opener looking for my tongue. Kissing with the love he is afraid to give because of being hurt. A fake love. But a love none the less . . . .
Labels: The IT Guy, The Mechanic



