ninjah

Moving does suck. Id love to move right now though. Im so sick of the fucking country. How the hell am I the only one on your friends list?????

Damn! looks like I just doubled yur friends list. How ya been?

...suddenly this urge comes over me, an urge to sink my teeth into his throat. it's almost as if i'm being willed into it, like someone wants me to and i must obey. i bend my head
and lean into his neck, pulling his head back further to to expose his freshly shaven throat but i cannot do it, no matter the strength of the urge. instead i close my mouth over his throat and suckle gently on the smooth skin....

(i apologize for the brevity of tonight's installment but my mind is misfiring this evening )

*does the friday dance, on the sunday version*

...i take a sip of wine but the stem of the glass slips a little and a trickle of the rich, red liquid spills from the corner of my mouth and drips onto my thigh. slowly, the man with the gentle hands leans forward to lick it off. i can feel just a hint of stubble and though i believe he means to shave me, i take the bowl and razor from him. i raise his face towards me and with my small hands dip into the bowl of shaving cream. 'i've always loved the way shaving cream feels', the thought pops into my mind from nowhere. i fill my hands with the thick foam and rub them together savoring the musky scent before applying it to his face and neck. i find myself shaving him as if the ritual is not unfamilar to me. have i shaved men in the past? was i barber? my mind is still in a fog and while i should be disturbed at my lack of memory and unknown surroundings, i can't seem to be bothered. the warm air, the familair music, this setting; they all feel comfortable so i think i'll stick around to see what happens...

...as an involuntary moan escapes from my slightly parted lips. i come around a bit and realize that someone i don't know is touching me as if he's known me forever. what am i doing here? how did i get here? who cares, the water feels too good and i can't fight anything. the warm afternoon breeze blows through the open window; cooling my damp skin, it raises goose bumps and puckers the pale pink buds just peeking above the bath water. my body relaxes even more and i sink further into the gentle, massaging hands....

i love having my hair washed! you're right, that is the best part of the haircut.

now i have to come up with something really good, don't i?

edited to add:

*thumbs up*
bad religion.
reservoir dogs.
le femme nikita (original).
dogtown and the z boys.
imported gummi bears.
red bull.
sun.
hand.hair.pull.bite



[Edited on Mar 22, 2004 9:19PM]

Mmmm...i like what you wrote....to be continued?

*hugs you ever so tightly*

[Edited on Mar 15, 2004 12:44PM]

great picturee!!!

Need caffeine! Must have caramel! $6 for a Dixie cup of coffee is a deal!

Dixie Cup is my nickname!!!!!!!!

well lookie there. you have alot of the same taste in your fav SGs as me

Yeah, I have a major shoe and clothing fetish I think....I just love to buy the stuff, try it on, and then it just sits in my closet. I actually tried to take pics of the boots yesterday when I took my other pics, but I couldn't get a good angle and they just looked weird. I definately need to find a photographer to take them.
Cool bike pic....and don't try to leave out bike stuff if that is a big part of you. SG is about being open with what you like so share with us all!!!