"I want a kiss." You're a piece of work, you are..." I leaned in and we tested lip-locks."Oh, that's NICE!" she breathed when we disengaged."Yeah..." ...ammit, I finally found a woman and I have to hide from her! Life wasn't fair! "What do you want to do?" Not watch TV! Let's make out on the couch..." Let me close the damned curtains -- you can see every damned thing with them open." Gee, how do you know that?" she teased."I'm not going there -- too many dangerous admissions." One day you're. He was wearing tight black trousers and boots with a cuban heel. His black shirt was unbuttoned to his navel and his sleeves rolled high to show off his muscles. When he bent down for something I could see the beautiful curve of his ass. There was not a gram of fat on the man. He was all muscle. His hair was long and jet black to his shoulders, and every so often he’d toss his head to throw back his hair. That gave me goose bumps. Eventually, I was called over to have my hair washed. I was at. Yin and Yang in balance.(*Anne-Mal) Actually that is what Julie said in her chat, that the perfect form here is Romance! Learning to love yourself!(Tigger) Hmm, you are right! That is what Aunt Jane does, forces the boys to see themselves in a new light, and to respect themselves in that light. Good call!(Anne_Phorcy) That might be another distinction between eroticism and porn, porn doesn't glorify the spirit, only the body.(Tigger) Actually, that is what got me into FemDom, romance I mean,. " "Then you better mark me to make sure you have all the parts ready," she said with a giggle. Guy smiled, picked a felt tip marker out of his toolbox, and drew "14" in big black letters on the side of her face. "But it's going to wash off by next weekend," she said. "I can make it so it won't wash off," he said. "Cool! Okay!" she said. He told her to lie on her bed. He then got an X-Acto knife and soldering iron from his tool chest and knelt on the side of the bed. .