Hello Everyone:
A really productive day in the blogosphere. I applied for the job with the City of Los Angeles and published a post on the Arts District in Downtown L.A. I finally found the right holiday present for the Brit BF. A book on his favorite superhero. I think he'll love it. Speaking of the Brit BF was being very flirty, going as far as to suggest an afternoon shag. Truth, I want to make love to him just as bad. I'll bet it would be great. I sometimes dream about his body pressed against mine. His tender but firm lips against mine. Kisses working their way down. Finally, him inside me and the orgasm. The thought of it makes me want him badly. I can picture his lips around my nipples and my lips working their way down. I love the way he holds me, so secure, yet gentle. I can only imagine the two of us curled up in bed, naked, under the covers. I haven't made love to any man recently but he's the one I want. I want him more than the other guy. I don't know why this is because we come from two completely different worlds. Yet some how we work. I really want him badly. I miss him so much. I know I said this last but I hope this is the last holiday season we spend apart.
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