End Diary EntryUpon Meeting Me OR The Introduction, August 2011I am a whore and my name is Kristy. What I am comes before my namebecause what I am de...ines me and defines what you are about to read.I'm holding in my hand a series of diaries that I've kept for the lastseveral years. I haven't read them in a while and as I flip through, Isee it captures my journey perfectly. From the physical extremes I havepushed myself to so I could be beautiful, desired and admired, to thesexual limits I. .not to much but just enough to kinda let her know. Time passed and it was time to take her home unfortunately...when I got back home I had a friend request on myspace...as soon as I seen the notification, I prayed it was her..IT WAS HER! : ) 3 weeks later we started dating and one day I just couldn't take it anymore...we were watching a movie and I asked her if she liked foot massages...she replied "oh I love foot massages, wanna give me one?". I said yes! of course....man, just seeing her. Enakku vanthuruchu vaanga…sekkiram unga thambiya ulla vittu velaya arambinganna…..En thambiya eduthen endi en thambi innum rediyae aakalayae ..Inga vandhu en vayila vainga nu sonna… en sunniya eduthu ava vaila vachen … en thambiya pidichu vaipoottu vita konjam tension erumpothu nan en sunniya ava pundaila pottu nalla adichen.Nalla kadhara kadhara oothu ava punda thanniya eduthen….Marupadiyum en thambiya ulla vittu adichen appa ennanga thanni varumpothu enn vaiyku konduvanka na thanni varumpothu. Shanice had chosen a deep rose dress to match the pink in his cummerbund and had let her long hair down, letting its waves brush her shoulders. ‘Wow! You’re beautiful.’ ‘You’re very handsome yourself, Doug. Do I get a kiss?’ Douglas leaned forward and gave her a chaste kiss on the cheek. ‘That’s the best you can do?’ His mouth dried up but he moved into the circle of her arms and pressed his lips against hers. Those coral lips parted and he tilted his head, letting his tongue softly sweep.