Down the Rabbit Hole

She followed me into the bathroom at the pub.  She had been smiling at me all evening.  Before I knew it I was leaning against the wall.  The kiss started softly.  Confused but hungry for human contact, I returned the kiss.  It became like a kiss from a lover.  Another person entered the room and she slipped out the door, leaving me wanting.  It was my first kiss from a woman.  It was the sweetest kiss.  It was the last kiss I've had in nine years.  She was the Queen of Hearts.

Like Alice, I've been repressed by societies rules. I still have Southern guilt paying rent inside my head. Which side of the mushroom do I try to help me find my way. I'm to intelligent for Twiddle Dee and Dum. A touch of the Mad Hatter may be needed. The cat with the mischievous grin draws me to him but I need someone that won't dissappear. Someone strong is needed to control me and help me explore the pain and pleasure I crave. Then hold me close and let me know it's all okay. 

My journey began with a tale of woe that lead to nine years of celibacy. A birthday trip to the Gulf coast began my trip down the rabbit hole. I was scared but like Alice I followed my curiosity. I began to discover my true self. I have been embracing my creativity and opening my mind to all possibilities. In doing so I determined I no longer wish to be celibate. I want to explore my desires with someone I trust to give complete control. Someone who understands my unique needs. Then my life will really begin.