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and I am sittting on my patio...a bright, sunny afternoon/evening...and 75 degrees.
Wearing a huge smile...imagining MY Femme has entered my life...and I am planning a "date" for us tonight.....
I have made plans for us....picked up a bouquet of fresh spring mix flowers....gaily colorful..to present her when I pick her up...a blanket in the back, along with a picnic basket...filled with various cheeses, strawberries...big, plump juicy ones....dark chocolate to dip them in..as dark chocolate goes well on EVERYTHING.....baked bie, smoked oysters, smoked herring, cocktail crackers, and a nice Merlot........a book of sensual poems....stories...massage oil....and extra jackets...for that slight chill that will surely come as the sun sets...and I have her head in my lap...feeding her...letting her suck the goodness off my fingertips...so tantalizingly slow....and I will feed her...gather her close, and whisper sweet nothings into her ear...offer her sips of wine along...to be finished off with fat strawberries...the kind that just "drips off your lips" juicy...dipped in the dark chocolate....as I bend to taste the remnants of the chocolate and juice off her lips...slowly...teasingly...playfully...as our eyes burn into one another...I use the massage oils...to massage her hands...slowly...looking deeply into her eyes...and ever so slowly...up and down..one long finger...at...a...time...smiles..
we are hidden from public in between the dunes and the beach is fairly empty...the fine salt mist....the roaring in the background of the waves...crashing on the shore...she lies back against my chest, between my legs...her hair just under my chin..as I silently inhale the scent of her hair...my chin on her head...and I read...in a deep, low, sensual tone...the poetry...her arms lying one on each of ny thighs...the softness of her....against me...the hardness of my thighs..as she plays along them...absently.....a sliver of moon peeks over the horizon...we are lost in time...here...she & I...and I am reminded of how wonderful it is to have someone...to court her...to date her.....to spend quality time with...and the intimacy of her skin through my jeans...and my shirt...just the scent of her hair...how wonderful to be able to inhale that..and suspend her essence there...in time...knowing that I am adored..and that love is starting to grow here.....and that she is real...and she is so powerful...she holds the very essence of me...inside of her....and that we will...in time...consummate this love that is blossoming...growing...seeding inside our hearts...
Yes, this is a part of the things I will do for her..when she enters my life...for I don't want a relationship that starts with "instant chemistry" or instant love..I want that seed to start deep inside us...to be tended with care..to sprout slowly....as that is from whence "being in love" comes for me...
I await you, my darling...I know you are out here...maybe already in my life in some way...and we are just waiting..to go on this date..so the seed can be watered...tended..and start......
I am going to "keep on keeping it real"...for this is who I am...I already like you...are you ready to go to the beach?