Surprises abound

She wants my head between her legs. Or someone's head. Didn't know she was like that or even open to that. Makes me wonder more and more. It's funny, because I have never thought of her sexually. Sexy, maybe, but not to point where I have her bent over screaming my name, clawing at me, or even at one with me. Shame to it all. I know that I am not the average male.

I wonder what part of her I will grow to love, if I don't already. What will be my favorite piece of her? What will I love to parttake in? What will she love for me to partake in? I wonder. All is a blur. Dreams, thoughts, and predictions race onward. Have to buckle down and suppress them. Shame.

It's funny that today was our first day of sexual verbal jolts. I would never have guessed in a million years, especially since, I am usually accosted by whomever, when it comes to sexual dealings. I am not a normal guy. For that, I am thankful.

Now, she has got me thinking. That can't be good. For, the mind is where everything, good or bad, starts. I feel dirty, or maybe not quite clean. May have to be careful about being near her. May not be a problem since there about 50+ miles between us. And I'm not just talking about verbal walls. Good grief. I may have to make some new rules(like never travel to Topeka, never be alone with her, or maybe to never think about her). If only Charlie Brown would have laid out issues like this. Hmmmmmmmmmm.

So, what am I to do? Let her be? Let me be? Or drink her like that Champagne I had the other day? That left a unique taste in my mouth. Or maybe this is wakeup call. Cause, I'm not supposed to be drinking. Ha.