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If you'd like to apply as a part-time sub/slave feel free to contact me. We can always chat to see where it leads us if only for friendship. Please feel free to check out my "check list" & if you feel that we'd be compatible I'd encourage you to make the first step.
For the male sub/slaves know that I don't engage in ass play (with males) so if you're just looking for a quick fantasy fulfillment bent over as I pound you from behind ain't gonna happen!
For the females I am straight but I do enjoy playing/tormenting a girl until she begs for mercy and that includes sexual play. (I'll play w/you, no need for you to recipricate....that's how I get my jollies)
For the males who have female profiles with the hopes of engaging in cyber sex w/some fool on the other end who won't verify that you're really a female, know this.....I will expect to speak w/you on the phone after a couple of emails to prove that you are indeed a female so guys, don't even try!
For anyone/everyone that's interested I don't have webcam so I can't verify my "sex" in that manner, I'm old school and believe that the telephone is sufficient.
Prove that you've read this far by deciphering the note below back to me. Unless you've told me what the below says I won't respond to your email.
CONGRATULATIONS! You've made it this far so you are worthy enough to AT LEAST talk to via email!
My preferences for males are ages 40-60 any race at least 5'8 and in realitively decent shape. If you have a pot belly you will be made to exercise & change your diet. I don't expect a six pack but I don't want to work to keep myself in shape while my boy neglects his body.
Happy Hunting!
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A Mistress's Cry........
How many times do I allow you to step on my
heart, how more times do I allow you to disrespect
me in my face and behind my back
Love you say, yeah that is what I gave,
Respect you say, isn't that what I gave you
How many times do I have to stop the
tears that are in my heart
Do you think I don't know the things that
you say if only to yourself
Do you think that even I can't break down
and cry
Do the you think that you can play games with my mind and
I will just let it slide on by,
Tell me do you think my pride will not allow for me
to cry, or that my pride will not allow you to slide on
by with your lies
I am now tired of the tears falling from eyes and my
heart
I guess you can say I am damned if I do love and damned
if I don't love
Everywhere I see, it's like you are watching me,
trying to control me
While trying to see all you can see through me,
while all the secrets you hide so no one else may see
For the life of me, I cannot see why there is a need for
the mind games one plays
How many times must I punk myself to you,
slowly as the days go on and the shit continues,
each day my heart losses another pieces of you
Sometimes I don't recognize the you that I once knew,
for you have changed and there now stands a new you
Each and every “fuck you”; I lose another piece of you,
How much do you expect for me to take, before I will
finally break
Before then love that was once there is replaces
with nothing be anger and hate,
I have always been told the less one says, the more one hears,
that everything will come out in the wash in due time
You think that I will take it all in stride, for what comes
around goes around
For in the end this, the tears will soon comes
to an end
My heart and eyes have cried their last cry,
for I am tired of trying,
I will now lift my head high, and allow no
more tears to fall
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it's funny how hello is always accompanied with goodbye
it's funny how good memories can start to make you cry
it's funny how forever never seems to last
it's funny how much you'd lose if you forgot about your past
it's funny how “friends” can just leave when you are down
it's funny how when you need someone they never are around
it's funny how people change and think they're so much better
it's funny how many lies are packed into one “love letter”
it's funny how one night can contain so much regret
it's funny how you can forgive but not forget
it's funny how ironic life turns out to be
but the funniest part of all, is none of thats funny to me
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From a girl who loves casual encounters
So I just need to get something off my chest.
I like sex.
No, I take that back. I don�t like sex. I LOVE sex. I love men, and their bodies, and the way their muscles move under their skin, and the power I feel when making them moan. And I love casual encounters. I work hard, I�m busy, and I don�t really want a boyfriend. A fuck buddy? Hell yes. Being able to call someone on a random Friday night, have them come over and blow my mind? Yes, yes, yes. Hell, if they�re good, they can even sleep over. If they�re really, really good, I might make them breakfast the next morning. Pancakes and eggs after some mind-blowing sex? Sign me right up.
But you know what I don�t love? I don�t love guys that assume that because I�m looking for a casual encounter, I will just show up and fuck them. Umm� have you ever read the news? I�m not interested in getting chopped to little pieces here buddy. I�m going to need to meet you in a public place first and make sure you�re not the next Ted Bundy. Seriously. Letting you into my house, not to mention my vagina. Hoping to survive both experiences, thanks.
Also, �no fattys� pisses me off. First off, I am a fatty. Not like �morbidly-obese-I-break-a-sweat-walking-up-the-stairs� fat, but I�m definitely not a size 8. And I can respect that some people are just not attracted to a bigger girl. But you know what? You�re on fucking craigslist, posting pictures of your dick. Perhaps you don�t have much room to be picky. Perhaps that �fatty� will blow you and your mind. I have yet to be told I�m not good in bed, but boy have I heard that I�m the best they�ve had. You know why? Because I LOVE SEX. I don�t have the best body in the world, but I do amazing things with what I�ve got.
Oh, and to the married creepers? Die. Seriously, wtf? I may be terrified of marriage, but that doesn�t mean that I don�t respect the idea. Never in all my life will I ever help someone cheat on their partner. Never. No, not this once because you �eat pussy so well�. I wouldn�t care if I came from you looking at me. You are married. I will never go there. Get a divorce if you are that unhappy. You are a douche.
Also, spelling and grammar count folks. I don�t need to fuck a brain surgeon, but I like to think the person I�m sleeping with is intelligent enough to spell pussy correctly. If you can�t take the time to run a spell check, what makes me think you will take the time to really satisfy me in other ways?
And finally, I�m open to a lot of things, but when I set limits on who I�m interested in, respect them. I say I�m not looking to meet anyone over 34 because I am 27. Seven years older than me is the farthest I can go and still be attracted to someone. I have a father. I don�t need one in bed. Likewise, all you cute little early 20-somethings, I�m sure you�re nice, but no. I have siblings that are your age or younger. I can�t do it, no matter how awesome you are. It would make me feel dirty, and not in the good �spank me, I�ve been naughty� kind of way.
So yes. That's my rant in a nutshell. Common sense can take you a long way in this world. Good sex can take you farther.
http://www.craigslist.org/about/best/lnk/1596333194.html
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Do your boobs hang low? Do they wobble to and fro? Can you tie them in a knot? Can you tie them in a bow? Can you throw them o'er your shoulder Like a bag that has a boulder? Do your boobs hang low?
Do your boobs flop wide? Do they flap from side to side? Do they wave in the breeze From the slightest little tease? Do they pop from your brassiere? When you drive, do they like to steer? Do your boobs flop wide?
Do your boobs expand? Do you find it not so grand? Do they falsely fill your blouse? Have they scared away your spouse? Do you flash them every way? Just like Pammy A.? Do your boobs expand?
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