.. I WANT THAT!!" Her fantasy grew to the point where it could no longer be controlled: she simply had to experience it. She was obsessed, and there w...s simply no other way to deal with it other than to let her live it out in all its nasty detail. I have to admit that I was extremely hesitant. I did not like the idea of my sweet shy little girlfriend being with other men and allowing them to do the kinds of things to her she fantasized about. I tried over and over again to talk her out of it,. There was way too much about “fine dining” and “walking on the beach.” I got to writing things in my profiles like, “I can’t afford fine dining, but mediocre dining is fine” and “I don’t have a beach house, but if you do, I’ll definitely visit it.”I read male profiles at times to see what the competition was up to, and if anything the men were even more inept. I was reminded of an Andy Warhol quote, “Someday, we will know what everyone else is thinking, and then we will find out that everyone. What he found shook him to his core. These people, who he had shunned as not worthy of his notice, were really just like him. They had the same dreams and aspirations. They had the same fears and trepidations. These people except for skins color and/or religious convictions were basically the same as him. Bobbie’s mother on the other hand took another road to tolerance. She viewed the incident that Christmas Eve as nothing short of a miracle. She found that she didn’t care if the people who. If looks could kill I'd drop dead. I give her a beaming smile. I'm not on the naughty list for nothing. The murderous look she gives me back has me laughing."What's so funny?" Nothing," I murmur. I nestle in closer, swaying just a little bit more than before. If she must glare at me, she can have a real reason. His hand tightens round my back. My breathing gets a little more heavy. I think I'm actually turning myself on. I should stop. Now. But honestly, Giggles is pissing me off so much that I.