This past week has been great week for me... I really enjoy great conversation and getting to know people beyond the kink. AngelBunny and I can talk up a storm but eventually I'll tire her out (She's such a wonderful lil introvert) and she'll need alone time to recharge. I then turn to the Cage and comment here or there, send out a mail or two, now that I've renewed my premium. Harmlessly flirt, and in general, just have a great time being able to be the other side of me instead of when my sadist just NEEDS to see somebody squirm... The amazing thing that has separated my bunny from the vast majority of partners in my life: She is who she said she is... and she stays stable with it. I'm not saying that we haven't had to talk things through or she's not needed time to digest everything. Far from it. However, in the end she comes back to astound me once again with her logical thinking. Her trusting in me... The hope in her eyes that I won't falter from being who I have been for the past 11 months. There is something about it that really turns me on to the very core. I'm 50, I smoke cigars, drink Jack in my Dr.Pepper, and need to lose about 30lb to be inside my age/height/weight spectrum... but she has me so far into overdrive that for a time... I thought maybe my "2 steps shy of nympho" was slowing down... NOPE! Apparently its the person I'm with and the trueness of the character they proclaimed to be, shown forth. (Along with a killer body, and fantastically stimulating brain 😈😈) Thus far, between her being her and the thought of our Triad/V becoming a reality due to her trust in me, I've woken every day like a 16yr old in a room of crusty socks... sweet mother of pearl! Needless to say, she's staying pretty sore because this morning was the same as the past 5 or 6...
Then we add a little to the coffee ...
Oh yeah, its a great fuck'n day indeed!
Hope yours is also!
Max.
