When I took some time off to focus on the real world, I missed the excitement and adventures that my fantasy life provided. The butterflies in my stomach, palms a little sweaty, the anticipation burning along with the candles in my room. Will he be tall ? Will he have a 5 o'clock shadow? Will he wear masculine cologne? Will he bring his significant other?! The excitement of a new rendezvous never grows old. As soon as I hear the knock at the door, my heart pounds and the heavy breathing begins. Soft music calms my nervous excitement. I have to be steady on my feet in these 4 inch heels! What adventure awaits behind that door? Will he caress my face as he leans in for our first kiss? Will we rock rhythmically in a slow passionate way? Or will I have complaints from the neighbors by the time we're through?
I've tried other thrill seeking adventures to mimick that adrenaline rush; sky diving, roller coasters, bungee jumping. Am I addicted to the anonymity? Am I addicted to the variety?  Is it the lack of a commitment that turns me on? What causes this intense desire to seduce?

But with women like you out there, I found it impossible.

Looking forward to your visit.  I'll schedule the court reporter.

T -

You know from this end it the same thing, especially for the first time. Will she be a pretty in person, will she smell good, or be smokey and bad hygiene. A few times I have walked in the dark and behind the door was s big disappointment, but overall my choices have been good. When shall we meet Tory...I think it will be spectacular!!