The Agony Uncle's Sex Corner Tenyn is In
Posted Wed Sep 08, 2010 08:11 PM
On the couch and in and in alot of other threads over the last year I have been responding regularly to guys and some girls on everything from how to give a woman pleasure, to improving relationship and communication issues and understanding female sexuality. I have advised guys on female sexual response from a guys standpoint, and how to arouse female lovers. In the process I think I have helped alot of guys understand female sexuality and and the amazing mind - vagina connection.
I have been in the same relationship for 40 years (37 of it in marriage). After all this time I am still having sex with the same sexy wonderful woman twice a week. I had the good fortune to find my life partner when I was 19 (I am now almost 60) and we are still going strong and still madly in love. I am doing something right I think.
I have made many mistakes over the last 40 years but I have learned ten times more than I have blown. I have learned how women think in bed, I have learned alot about female sexual response, I have learned how to communicate with women and more importantly how to listen to women. I have learned how to enable a reticent - reserved woman feel comfortable enough with me and her own body to be able to express the full depth of her sexuality and experience intense pleasure.
I have become pretty adept at making my lady relax and give into the erotic sensations that her body can give her, and I have learned my way around the erotic landscape of a female body and the female brain.
I think that I have something to offer this community by facilitating this continuous thread - forum. By maintaining the dialogue in this thread and encouraging continuous dialogue loops in the same thread we will benefit from the wealth of experience that exists with the members of the site. I hope that everyone will offer their insight and experience. Of course I will jump in whenever necessary. If by nothing else other than my longevity ...I think I have some experience and insights that might be helpful.
In my role as a site mod I will monitor this thread vigilantly to keep the dialogue sexy but respectful and edgy and informative without being out of bounds.
With the kick off of this thread I welcome someone to contribute a personal story, a question or an observation about relationships, sexual response (male or female), communication or whatever moves you.
The Agony Uncle is In!!!!!!!!!
Posted Wed Sep 08, 2010 08:47 PM
I actually have a few
My main one is that as of today, 8/9/2010 my husband hasnt had any sexual contact with me in 10 months. 10 months exactly today in fact.
so this is a widely known fact throughout the forum one that I used to be very ashamed of, I thought it was my fault, there was something wrong with me. I love him very much, he's my best friend and we share everything... except a sex life.
so this isn't for advice or sympathy, its something i'm dealing with myself, with a little of your support too Tenyn it has to be said, but I want members to see that relationship problems are nothing to be ashamed of and there is no embarrassment in sharing them.
So Cheers for this advice shop, I can't wait to see who and how you help!
Posted Wed Sep 08, 2010 08:54 PM
Posted Wed Sep 08, 2010 09:49 PM
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Posted Thu Sep 09, 2010 03:50 PM
I remember when I was in my twenties, before we had kids there were times that I would ejaculate three times or sometimes four times in an evening. Over the years we would have quickies or zipless fucks often. I used to hate quickies but sometimes it was all we could manage especially when the kids were little.
I find now that things are different. Our time is our own. I can work at home if I desire some days . . . this allows the luxury of sex any time we want it ...also we are here alone so privacy is not an issue . . . there is more freedom. I think I could easily fulfill a once a day schedule now and enjoy it, but I don't really want to. We have fallen into a pattern of twice a week although for the last 4-6 weeks it has fallen back to once per week and I don't mind.
What I have found after all this time is that there is value in holding back. There is a certain sweet affection that surfaces on those days when we are in between making love. Days when I have a little horny edge. On those days I feel differently towards J and I treat her differently. I am not saying horny like I am going to go crazy, but a little piquante edge that colors my perceptions of her. I love that feeling. It is a feeling that leaves me breathless if I look at her for a period of time. It makes her hand held in mine feel so soft and exquisite. It transports me to another place when we lay in bed before sleep overtakes us.
For our relationship, having that edge makes me want to please her . . .it definately impacts our relationship in a positive way.
The other thing that I have learned about expressing my physical love for J is the value of being mindful. This is something I learned in the study of Zen. I can get phenomenal joy out of sitting and running my fingers thru her scalp and hair, or massaging her palms or her feet or by rubbing and kissing her neck. Sometimes just lightly running my fingers along her arms or down her naked back will elicit waves of chills and dreamy relaxation from her. Seeing her respond by sighing or relaxing or looking at me with adoring eyes can actually be more satisfying to me than making love. Part of it is her response, part of it is my ability to exert control over my arousal and part of it is the experience of being connected to her and giving her pleasure when my mind is still and my body is calm.
Don't get me wrong ....I love to make love to her and sometimes I love to fuck her hard. But there are many times that understated intimacy can enhance my feelings of closeness to her so much more that sex can.
Many of the last posts I respond to are about turning a girl on. There are alot of ways to answer them but most certainly slowing down and fucking less can not only turn her on but can also make her think of you in an entire new way ... as a nurturer, a caregiver and a responsive man who is there for her.
Just a thought to get this thread going.
Posted Fri Sep 10, 2010 08:51 AM
Theres a great post by member ScottyWright that I saw this morning. This is the closing comment to his post:
" The only way out of any problem in any relationship, of course, is to talk- say what you think and feel. No need for rudeness or name-calling, but don't sugar-coat either; the other person must be able to feel the importance of what you say.
But I believe that women, despite Women's Lib, ERA and Affirmative Action, still want to be wooed- no matter how long you've been together. So fellas, if your idea of foreplay is 'hey baby, it's been a month since I slid you some salami', I know why she hasn't been swept off her feet.
Sex is not an activity for most women - it's the result of an atmosphere of intimacy. A touch on her back as you pass her in the kitchen; look into her eyes as she talks to you- hold her in your gaze, then let your eyes slowly travel across her body; pour a bath for her, light candles in the bathroom, then after she's soaked a while, come in and offer to wash her back; offer to brush her hair, stealing a kiss on her neck; when you come to dinner, give her a kiss on the forehead for no reason except that she's the one you chose.
Let her know that you don't just want sex, you want her..."
Amen Scotty!!!!!!!! I couldn't have said it any better. This morning I didn't have to go into work . . . I laid in bed caressing J as she alternatingly slept and woke up to realize I was holding her; gazing at me through sleepy eyes. I was holding her for more than an hour and revelling in the peace and love of the moment. It was delightful. Sometimes words aren't even necessary for communication.
Posted Sun Sep 12, 2010 11:43 AM
As guys we are programed to believe that we are in control during sex, but it aint necessarily so, especially with oral sex on a woman. It is important to keep in mind that it is she who is in control even though you are the protagonist here. You are not making her cum, you are helping her cum. Be cognizant of that from the get go and she will be richly rewarded by one of natures most amazing experiences … an intense and deep female orgasm; and you will have the incredible satisfaction of helping a woman that you care about experience it.
She needs to be relaxed and comfortable to make the connection with you and more importantly her own body. Women are wired to multitask. Yes guys, they are multitasking while they are laying naked and open legged before you as you are asking them to be erotic and succumb to your well intentioned oral ministrations to their vaginas. It is going to be really hard for her to cum if she is worried about any one of the dozen things on her mind if not all of them. Therefore, it is your job to make her forget about all of them and focus on the erotic sensations that will be welling up and congesting in her pussy causing it to eventually contract and twist in sweet orgasm and spill her honey in your mouth.
The beginning of her orgasmic climb begins with you helping her to relax and push all those things out of her head. Before your lips get within 3 feet of her pussy, get inside her head and figure out what is going on. Then use whatever tools you have to displace those things and replace them with sexy feelings. Make her the center of the universe at that moment with whatever you can have at your avail. Wine, massage, reassurance, suggestive commentary, dirty talk …each woman is different. The most important thing to maneuvering the wonderful complexity of her erotic psyche is your own sensitivity.
Make love to her whole body before you get close to kissing her nether lips and massaging them with your tongue. Arousal starts in her mind not in her pussy.
You need to apply your sensitivity, your perceptive skills and a little basic knowledge and you can be the hero of the night. Read her mind and her body. Do subtle things to help arouse and relax her and watch her emotional reactions and sexual response. In this dance she is leading and you are following.
Her physical responses will tell you scads more than her verbal cues ever will. Shudders, sighs, thrusting her groin towards you is good obviously; laying there passively is either a signal that she is shy and is too embarrassed to show you what you are making her feel or that what you are doing isn’t doing much for her. Many women will be too shy to tell you what they want you to do. This leaves you toi figure it out for yourself. So look beyond voluntary physical response; try to observe subtle changes in her body and genital appearance and go with the flow.
A few hints on what to look for to read her arousal as it is growing: her vulva will get swollen and puffy, her outer lips will swell up and get puffy, the mouth of her vagina will get red and opens, she will ooze juice, her vaginal scent will become muskier deeper and headier, her chest above her cleavage to her neck will get red and blotchy, her toes may splay and wiggle, her breathing will get shallow and choppy. All those are good signs that her arousal is ramping up.
Some things that you can do to have her help you. Get her to run her hands thru your hair as you are loving her body with your mouth; as she gets more and more aroused she won’t be able to concentrate on rubbing your hair …she will just hold your head and direct you to where it feels best. If your mouth is in her groove and she starts to hump your face, then go with it but try to keep track of what you are doing as best you can. Chances are if she starts that she is feeling so good she is going cum regardless of what you do. Some girls will vocalize, listen to what she is saying in her noises.
Tips on her pearl. As you know I am sure …her clit is way too sensitive to go after right off the bat. Tease her as much as possible. Make out with her pussy lips like they are the lips on her mouth. The mouth of her vagina is very sensitive, make love to it with your tongue and lip. Your tongue is extremely prehensile. Use it to stimulate all parts of her vaginal landscape; kiss her and show her how much you are into her.
Most women are sensitive to how they look, smell and taste. If they are too nervous it will interfere with her feeling good. You need to put her at ease as you approach her pussy with your mouth and nose. The best way to get her to rest at ease and not worry about that is to show her that you are really enjoying it. The more aroused she gets the less it will matter to her.
After she is aroused her clit will emerge from its hood. Don’t rush to the challenge and go after it immediately. Her pearl is the gem that you claim after you have explored and stimulated the sweet and tender sensitive spots in and around her opening.
Keep in mind that her glans (what we know as her clit) is only a small part of her entire clitoris. The entire structure is a wishbone shaped structure that extends all around the mouth of her vagina. Her glans is the part where the two legs come together on top; using the wishbone analogy it is the flattened part of the wishbone where the two side come together. The glands is erectile tissue that hardens and erects as she gets aroused.
The two legs that extend down either side of the mouth of her vagina are a half inch inside the opening of her vagina just under the skin. The legs are less sensitive than the glans, but they are erectile tissue just like her glans. Because they are less sensitive they are fair game in the early arousal process. They can be massaged firmly to get her aroused. The best way to massage them is with the flat of your thumbs at 2 and 4 o’clock just inside her hole. Use plenty of lubricant, either hers, yours or articial.
Massage them and kiss and lick her lips and hole as you are massaging the legs of her clit. Don’t be surprised if massaging there makes her glans get more erect and stick out of its hood some more. Again don’t jump on it yet. On either side of her glans, again at 2 and 4 o ‘clock on her hood use your tongue to massage her clit through the hood. Use the tip of you tongue to push the glans around using the hood as a shield from over stimulating it. She will probably gasp, groan, twist and thrust towards you at this point ….she is telling you that she ready for direct attention. Her clit will probably be fully erect now. Advance to direct stimulation of her glans.
Envision this wonderful little organ as being the center of her sexual sensation now; it is just that. There is an amazing sexual powerhouse wound up in that little pink hardened flesh. It is like an atomic reaction waiting to be set off. You need to have impeccable timing and good skill to set off the explosion.
Be observant when you tongue it lightly. Do underneath the glans first and see how she likes it. Go in a circle around it and see how she responds. If all of this is getting positive feedback, continue doing it until she shows you that she is on the edge and about to fall into the chasm. When she is squirming with desperation, wrap your lips around her clit and suckle it like it was a little penis. Hold it with your lips, sucking it in gently; rub your tongue underneath it, massaging the underside with the flat of your tongue. Go in circles around it with your tongue. Suck the whole structure into your mouth a little more firmly holding the underside with your tongue and ever so gently tug on it like it was a soda straw and you were trying to get a thick malted milk to come up it. If she responds positively suck the whole structure of her clit into your mouth, holding it and shielding it with your tongue. If she pulls away, you pull away and retreat and resort to less direct and intense stimulation. It may be too intense and you need to continue stimulation but less directly.
Many girls can’t come unless they are being penetrated. Here are two areas that you can use to help things along. I am sure that you know about her G spot, just inside her pussy on the roof of her vagina; it’s a spongy walnut sized rough spot. Also equally sensitive to her G spot is the floor of her vagina 180 degrees below her G spot. That can also be massaged. Use fingers in both cases to massage both areas as you love her clit.
Depending on the lady … nipples are sometimes direct wires to her clit. Suckle her nipples and see what happens. Tweaking them between two fingers as you are licking her glans works well sometimes.
When she reaches the brink . . . see what helps her along. One of the things that I discovered about J many years ago is that a well lubricated finger massaging the outer ring of her anus as her orgasm is about to explode sends her into shuddering orgasmic paroxysm. It turns me on hugely because I can feel her anus flexing and contracting as each orgasmic spasm is squeezing her vagina.
Anal massage and clit suckling in J often will get her to bridge from an initial orgasm to a second more intense one before the first one is totally resolved. Her anal opening is very very sensitive.
After her orgasm crests don’t maintain the same intense stimulation on her clit. Continue to stimulate it but much more gently. J doesn’t squirt but she produces prodigious volumes of orgasmic girl juice. The taste of this thick pearlescent orgasmic fluid is entirely different tasting than any other vaginal taste she has. I love it. For me it is a divine reward for a job well done.
Posted Sun Sep 19, 2010 04:10 PM
J and I have very different libidos. It takes her a long time to warm up so that she can get pleasure from sexual interaction and eventually experience orgasm. To help her I had to learn to be patient, to be more observant of her sexual response, and to be a more informed and knowlegable lover and to understand her thoughts better.
It starts with emptying her mind of everything but the bliss we are about to share and the beauty of our physical intimacy. Fortunately she still finds me sexually appealing so I use my masculine appeal and my physical touch to relax her. Massage, kisses in intimate parts of her body, cuddling, passionate kisses on her lips and neck and the reassurance of my caresses are just a few of the things I can do to clear her mind.
Next comes communication. In my own life communication does not necessarily mean having her talk to me, but instead it means observing and understanding. I had to learn to read J's body and understand her sexual responses. J has never been able to verbally communicate her sexual needs and the degree of her arousal with me, instead she shows me in non verbal ways. I see it thru her body language, the parting of her thighs, her non verbal vocal cues (groans, gasps, held breath), vocal cues like cursing or making rambling dirty statements, her guidance of my hands and mouth, the appearance of her vagina and the wetmess of the mouth of her vagina, the erection of her clitoris, nipples and the swelling of her breasts, flushing of her skin, how she thrusts her pelvis, the look in her eyes, the shape of her lips and mouth, her loss of coordination, the splaying of her toes or bending of her toes, the openenss or closedness of her fists and fingers. All of these and more tell me how aroused she is feeling. All of this speaks to her physical experience of sex.
However, I now know that she experiences sex in two places; she experiences it in her vagina, clitoris, anus and nipples and she experiences it in her mind.
A long time ago J taught me a very valuable lesson. She taught me that sex with her is alot better if I focus on her mind not her vagina. In essence I needed to learn not to fuck her vagina ....but to fuck her mind. I had to learn what visual and mental and verbal stimuli I could use to get her mind aroused. I had to learn all about the erotic side of her psyche and how to feed it.
In J's case it meant I had to use verbal description to arouse her. I whisper in great detail what my penis looks like and how it feels inside her. I tell her (in a hypnotic manner) that she can't deny the pleasure that my penis is stirring deep inside her, how it is pushing her closer to ultimate pleasure. I tell her how sexy her pussy looks as I am penetrating her. Despite her reserved shyness I know she has a fantasy of people watching us fucking; I tell her who is there and what they are seeing and what they like and what is turning them on. I tell her that the guys can't stand it and are jerking off as they are watching her get fucked. I will talk dirtier and dirtier as I sense her arousal is growing. For visual stimulation, I will take my penis (which is still glistening from her sodden pussy) out of her vagina, and stroke it a foot or two in front of her face. I will brazenly show her how long and hard I am and how wet I am from her and I will describe it to her as she is looking at it. I will often squeeze it until pre cum dribbles from my slit and falls on her chest.
After a sufficient show I will reinsert my cock in her and tell her in great detail what I am feeling as I penetrate her. With her erotic mind racing I can then do things to her vagina, breasts, ears etc to elevate her arousal even farther. But I am now playing to an appreciative audience. I am assured me that my physical attention will give her the thunderous conclusion that she needs.
With the sexual landscape of her body and mind open and receptive to my erotic intentions, I can then stimulate her in response to the signals she was giving me. Women have dozens of errogenous spots, I have learned J's through many years of playful experimentation and keen observation; it is simple cause and effect. The key for me was to learn the right combination of spots on her body to unlock her sexual response. I then had to learn what I could specifically do to those selected spots to juice her and get her to a level of arousal that would make sex pleasurable for her and set her up so that she is prepared to go over the edge..
With her mind and body in the right erotic groove, and my attention to her orgasmic triggers, she can then experience the intensely desperate agony of a building climax, the relief and profound pleasure of a hard convulsing orgasm, the sensual rapture of pussy quaking post orgasmic bliss and the divine relaxation that permeates her spent pussy. This will land her in my caress savoring my adoration and the blissful peace of a vagina full of my warm cum. That is sexual satisfaction.
Key in all of this is was for me to learn how to slow down, observe and listen to what her body was telling me, learn how to engage her mind in our sexual interaction and know and relish what I am doing to her to help her get sufficient sensation to achieve climax. That is how I learned to compensate for our differing libidos.
This post has been edited by tenyn: Sun Sep 19, 2010 04:23 PM
Posted Sun Sep 19, 2010 08:26 PM
You are the new Dr Ruth!
I love you to bits, you're so wonderful having this thread for people to read, and I suspect many will read before plucking up the courage to post for themselves.
Posted Sun Sep 19, 2010 08:35 PM
Posted Tue Sep 21, 2010 11:21 AM
All yesterday afternoon and last night I was preoccupied with getting into bed with you. My desire to hold you was overwhelming; all I wanted to do was feel your skin against my own and bury my face in your hair. I was totally consumed with the thought of physically possessing you. This all consumming desire was ignited during my the ride to work yesterday as I listened to an NPR story about the power of touch.
The day dragged on with the seemingly endless minutia of a Monday morning after I have been traveling during the previous week. The day at work droned into the chores of being home at night. We were both busy, the normal evening routine erasing any erotic thoughts I had. Soon it was late and I was exhausted; I showered and got into bed and you continued to work in your studio until well after midnight. I was asleep before you came to bed. The next thing I knew it was 6AM and you were snuggled up against me to escape the cold. The early morning light of early fall had a numbing chill to it. You hate cold, the bite of the air lapping up against the covers drove you closer to me.
As I emerged from sleep, I felt you huddled next to me; the reality of you touching me rekindled the desire of the previous day. In a matter of seconds the desire to hold you was rippling across my skin, washing over me. You were sleeping in one of my tee shirts. It had ridden up under your armpits and your panty – less naked body was exposed to me. My penis was stirred by the sensual warmth of you and stretched to semi hardness like a cat waking up from a nap.
I rolled over to face you and slid my arm under you. I wrapped my arms around you and craddled your head in my hand drawing your face to my chest. You stirred and opened your eyes slightly to see me and cuddled up close to me, you kissed my chest sleepily and rested your head under my chin on my chest just above my scar. You ran your fingers through my chest hair seeking the fine ridge of my scar. When you found it you caressed the thin raised line that runs the length of my chest as if to reassure yourself that this naked aroused man lying next to you was indeed me. Your hand continued across my chest to find my nipple, you cupped your hand and patted my hardened nub, and then you grasped it. You held onto it as a child in the water clings to a tube to stay afloat as you drifted in the quiet depth of sleep. I covered your ear with my hand, trying to protect you from the noise of birds chirping and early morning traffic out in the street outside our window as diligent people scurried about en route to work. I was going to be working home this morning, I was happy tp remain hidden in our nakedness under the covers.
I raised my leg and lifted it over your hip, to rest it in the hollow of your waist. The back of my ankle was nestled between the cheeks of your bottom pulling you closer to me. As you slid closer to me you brought your leg up between my inner thighs, placing it under my crotch. My balls were loose from the heat of our bodies and I could feel them draped on your thigh. The feeling of your thigh under my balls, under my asshole erected my penis as it rested against your bare belly. I could feel the warm heat of your vagina against my inner thigh; my hardened cock responded by nestling into the baby smooth soft skin of your tummy. The sensation of your smoothness against the sensitve underside of my cockhead made a sudden chill of delight run up my spine, raising goose bumps on my arm and my neck.
We were totally wrapped around each other. You sighed and shuddered a little as the last vestiges of wakefulness left you; you were succumbing to the sweet escape of sleep. At the end of the shudder you sighed; the deep rhythmic sound of your relaxed breathing told me you were sleeping. I felt so privledged as I thought that you felt safe and comfortable with me so much so that you could lie naked with me while I held you, lulling you to sleep. Holding your sweet and tender naked body I was overcome with love. In the protection of my embrace, tightly held against my chest, all you could hear was the quiet beating of my heart. The warm adoration of me wrapped around you protected you from the myriad tasks that lay before you today. The restfully quiet stillness of your head on my chest soothed you and guided you to a peaceful place far from the day.
Your relaxed body resting on me was causing me to teeter in that strange and wonderful place between sleep and consciousness. You were trying to pull me along with you to that sweet place you were hiding. As we lay there the division between our bodies seemed to melt away. Where moments earlier I felt the divine softness of your feminine curves pressing against me, now I felt nothing. I couldn’t tell where you began and where I ended, we seemed to be one entity now. We had blended into a warm entanglement of human flesh and blissful adoration. As I lay caressing you the only thing that kept you from pulling me down into your warm quiet place with you was the deeply erotic ache of my cock. Your warm love and the love that you radiated even in your sleep was having a very arousing effect on me.
Resting against you, my cock was soaking in the radiance of your love; it was as if it was a dry sponge laying in a puddle of your adoration. As it soaked your love for me in it became engorged and turgid, full of the feeling that you have for. My penis had reached its saturation point, it could hold no more of your adoration, my biology met with your spirituality and it had lighted a fire which was moldering in my hardened cock. I felt an urgent need to be inside of your warm vagina; I could feel it pressed against my thigh; I imagined the familiar sensation of having my lust hardened cock basking in the warm wet caress in the grotto behind your opening. I felt a desperate need to manifest your love in liquid form and return it to you, to bathe the warm wet recesses of your vagina with my own wet hot adoration.
I lay there wrapped around you the peaceful bliss was pervasive. It was so restful and relaxing to be holding you. You were pressed against my naked torso in the radiant heat of my love. I imagined you on a sandy quiet beach and I was the sun warming your skin and penetrating your body. The softness of your skin against my penis, my chest and my thigh was mesmerizing. The scent of your hair and the natural sweet – salty scent of your sex that was escaping from the heat under the covers made me swoon.
I could feel the thrumming pulse deep inside the base of my cock. I knew that the rapture of that moment was causing pre cum to drool from my slit, and coat your belly. You were oblivious to the warm wet testimonial that I was pooling on your belly as you slept.
I pressed my lips to the sweet skin of your forehead and kissed you. It was not a peck and it wasn’t a kiss of lust, it was a kiss of adoration and respect. It was a kiss that acknowledged the divinity of our intertwined naked bodies. It was a kiss which expressed my devotion to you, my commitment to you and my unending love for you. There was no beginning or end to that kiss, my lips lingered on your forehead and my cock expressed the urgent wetness of my love on your soft skin.
As much as I wanted to drill you in loving desperation and seek sweet relief inside you, the peace of you was pervading me. Again I thought of the warmth of the beach but this time I was not basking in the sun, I was in the deep water at the surf, standing on my toes to gain some purchase of the sand beneath me. But it was hopeless. I felt the waves of your love relentlessly breaking against me. The undertow of you in you quietude was so powerful it was pulling me away from the shore of reality. As each successive wave hit me it broke my erotic resolve and weakened my lust; that lust was replaced by something must deeper, a spiritual love that was slowly consuming me.
As we lay intertwined in our nakedness on this bed alter to us, that was warmed by our love for each other I felt myself being swept away. Soon I couldn’t feel the sandy bottom of consciousness anymore. You had claimed me. I was adrift in a sea of your love. As I relinquished reality and floated away with you, I held you as if you were my life buoy, and in reality you are. I clung to you as you held me and I drifted away with you.
As the morning sun began to flood the room I was no longer there. I was with you; we were one in the blue grey peace of that quiet place far from here. There in the rapture of our shared love we were clinging to each other, afloat and oblivious to the world
This post has been edited by tenyn: Tue Sep 21, 2010 11:54 AM
Posted Tue Sep 21, 2010 07:11 PM
Looking forward to hearing from all of you out there.
This post has been edited by tenyn: Tue Sep 21, 2010 07:12 PM