We have been upbeat all week. Not sure if that the relief has come from acceptance, or if there is a volcano buried in denial
Siobahn is a mutual friend of T’s and mine. She has been cutting hair for both of us since we were dating…like 20 years. She also roomed with us for over a year about a decade ago. Who will get Siobahn in the divorce is the question on my mind.
Grinning, she lies back on the bed, and pulls me down with her. We lay there a moment with eyes matched. More light kissing, then she offers me her neck. I have missed her. I feel the moans in her throat as my lips are pressed there.
My mother ends up in the ER but is thrilled with the divorce. T’s mother is on her ass about it.
Nothing to write today. Here are some sexy photos
I’ve spent the past year figuring out how to meet the type of women I like and see them regularly.
The secret trip to Chicago was very good. Interesting, revealing, fun, sexy and a much needed release. I’ve talked about the concept of an escort crush. Charlotte definitely falls under that category for me. Too much so.
I gave up the watch in 1993. I was working at The Children’s Home, physically restraining a 7 year old boy. Robert. He was strong as a fucking horse. I loved that kid. He bit the watch right off the band and spit it in my face. I was proud of him. 20 years later and I still tell that story.
Beware of altruism. It is based on self-deception, the root of all evil. – Robert Heinlein
Dark hair, blue eyes. Beautiful. I’ve had her over to my place a few times.
We are moving forward with the divorce and I am slowing my activity a little.
Like a thousand other dates I had been on before I got married…
Pick up the girl. One of us forgot something. We stop at a store and are standing in the checkout line all dressed up on a weekend night.