Yesterday I thought I would never have anything else to say in my journal, was feeling a bit strange and perverted about it, etc. Today is a new day.
I did a 'poser check' on my profile since when I originally wrote. So as I discovered my profile is pretty damn honest. I just added my sweetie to a couple key areas. Everything is amazingly not poser (from my perspective). "Gets me Hot" is embarrassingly honest, but that's the idea I believe.
Genesis for a few items in that area. My Betty Page fetish started at age 5 when I was madly-madly in love with my sister's bestfriend, a 6 year old with, no shit, jet black hair, bangs, and the same hair cut as Betty! The way my love manifested is I simply wanted to catch my dream girl in some state of undress. With uncanny precision I timed a room barge-in around bath time, and hit pay dirt! I walked in, and my subject looked over at me shy and startled (see timid girl in fantasy) , and was wearing only white panties and that killer hair. Yes! She looked so angelic. I had no further goals with this lovely girl. I was fulfilled. So there's your voyeur, white panties, coy looks, Betty Page fetishes. House cleaning! Girls need to be in panties, yo. I'm not into laundry. Thanks! I'll be here all week.
Next we move on to stockings, fishnets, etc. I talked about this briefly with the "virginity" question. I went on a field trip in 6 grade with a bunch of kids stuffed into a teacher's car. I was in the back seat with 4 kids, and this lovely girl with strawberry blond hair, penetrating blue eyes, and a micro-mini skirt, and pink -fishnets- was sitting next to me! Her thigh was pushed against mine and it was like time stood still. I had such an overwhelming feeling of passion and joy. I didn't want it to ever end. I wasn't even thinking sex. I was 12 dude! Later she became my girlfriend. I was a real lady's man in 6th grade my friends. She was cool because she was the only girl at that time I had ever seen with real hairy armpits, she french kissed a dachscund once for my entertainment, and of course I lost my virginity to her 3 years later. What a girl! I love you Karen G!
Now, one of my favorites, "Heidi" braids. I know you know, but that means 2 braids starting directly below each ear, not french braids. A key distinction. I do like multiple braids too, but to stay on course... In 9th grade I went to a kind of hippie school with an unconventional curriculum. It was part of the University of Oklahoma, and a lot of the kids had parent's who were professors, many of the bohemian ilk. One of my gal pal's Dad was a gay linguistics professor who drank every day, but was a highly noted genius in his area of study. In my OK history class there was this unbelievably gorgeous hippie girl who had pale endearing eyes, that glowed an inquisitive wonder, innocense, and intelligence. She always wore jeans with a belt rope (Ellie Mae!), and she always had her beautiful course sandy blond hair in braids. I used to sit in class and never hear a word the teacher said. I'd just stare at those braids since she sat in front of me. So you can see. I'm a window shopper! That's obviously a big draw for me with SG.
By the way, I don't care anymore if I fuck up spelling. oxoxo
P.S. Shoplifters of the World, go check out Myra. Good lord look at those eyes! I'm all out of adjectives. I love her Tom Boy good looks, and her shy set. Photo 11 and 14 are in my favs! I'd love to make Myra some hot chocolate!
I did a 'poser check' on my profile since when I originally wrote. So as I discovered my profile is pretty damn honest. I just added my sweetie to a couple key areas. Everything is amazingly not poser (from my perspective). "Gets me Hot" is embarrassingly honest, but that's the idea I believe.
Genesis for a few items in that area. My Betty Page fetish started at age 5 when I was madly-madly in love with my sister's bestfriend, a 6 year old with, no shit, jet black hair, bangs, and the same hair cut as Betty! The way my love manifested is I simply wanted to catch my dream girl in some state of undress. With uncanny precision I timed a room barge-in around bath time, and hit pay dirt! I walked in, and my subject looked over at me shy and startled (see timid girl in fantasy) , and was wearing only white panties and that killer hair. Yes! She looked so angelic. I had no further goals with this lovely girl. I was fulfilled. So there's your voyeur, white panties, coy looks, Betty Page fetishes. House cleaning! Girls need to be in panties, yo. I'm not into laundry. Thanks! I'll be here all week.
Next we move on to stockings, fishnets, etc. I talked about this briefly with the "virginity" question. I went on a field trip in 6 grade with a bunch of kids stuffed into a teacher's car. I was in the back seat with 4 kids, and this lovely girl with strawberry blond hair, penetrating blue eyes, and a micro-mini skirt, and pink -fishnets- was sitting next to me! Her thigh was pushed against mine and it was like time stood still. I had such an overwhelming feeling of passion and joy. I didn't want it to ever end. I wasn't even thinking sex. I was 12 dude! Later she became my girlfriend. I was a real lady's man in 6th grade my friends. She was cool because she was the only girl at that time I had ever seen with real hairy armpits, she french kissed a dachscund once for my entertainment, and of course I lost my virginity to her 3 years later. What a girl! I love you Karen G!
Now, one of my favorites, "Heidi" braids. I know you know, but that means 2 braids starting directly below each ear, not french braids. A key distinction. I do like multiple braids too, but to stay on course... In 9th grade I went to a kind of hippie school with an unconventional curriculum. It was part of the University of Oklahoma, and a lot of the kids had parent's who were professors, many of the bohemian ilk. One of my gal pal's Dad was a gay linguistics professor who drank every day, but was a highly noted genius in his area of study. In my OK history class there was this unbelievably gorgeous hippie girl who had pale endearing eyes, that glowed an inquisitive wonder, innocense, and intelligence. She always wore jeans with a belt rope (Ellie Mae!), and she always had her beautiful course sandy blond hair in braids. I used to sit in class and never hear a word the teacher said. I'd just stare at those braids since she sat in front of me. So you can see. I'm a window shopper! That's obviously a big draw for me with SG.
By the way, I don't care anymore if I fuck up spelling. oxoxo
P.S. Shoplifters of the World, go check out Myra. Good lord look at those eyes! I'm all out of adjectives. I love her Tom Boy good looks, and her shy set. Photo 11 and 14 are in my favs! I'd love to make Myra some hot chocolate!
me too me too. i totally want to look more than fuck!
your new screen name is much much much better. yay! lovin it!
and thank you soooo much for the puppies! eeeee! he he he he!