Thoughts

She Wants To Meet Me

· October 23, 2008 · Thoughts · · 19 Comments

Here’s a recent email conversation I had with a woman who emailed me via Fetlife. She said she’d be visiting NYC for a job interview.

Her: Ok dear any plans yet for thursday and friday?I’ll keep you posted on my flight details..hmm the hotel prices aint bad maybe when i arrive i’ll lodge into a nearby hotel until i find a good apartment…i’m worried right now i recieved a disturbing news from my travel agent and it migh cause delay or flight cancellation if i don’t solve it asap i’ll explain in my next email…I can’t wait to see you…

Me: Sounds great! Hope it works out for you! I’m eager to meet you and see if we click.

Her: Thanks for your concern…Sweety Something came up i just recieved a call from my travel agent he confirmed everything is ready including ticketing…I want you to help me with a favour i want to get my travel agent paid don’t get me wrong am not asking for money but just a little favour.this is delaying my flight itineary..

There is a client owing me some money and i intend to use part of the money to pay my travel agent and this client is ready to pay me but he is insisting on paying with a cashier check because he is short of cash,do you know what this is?The Problem is it can’t be cashed at my current location because the Cashier Check were drawn under US FUNDS..

All you have to do is this….When you get the Cashier Check take the check to your bank,Cash the check then head straight to the nearest western union location to send the Cash to my travel agent thats all am asking for,this won’t cost you a dime just a little of your time.maybe i5 mins max…Its obvious you are a very honest,straight forward and open minded person thats something i’ve noticed and liked about you.All i need from you now is Your full name and physical address to ensure the Cashier Check get to you including phone number for easier communication..I am waiting…..

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Me: Sure! Here’s my address. I can’t wait to meet you!
Cmonya Got Abecidingme 677 Phukewe Blvd New York, NY 10036

I can’t wait! I better get ready for all the cockrings, chastity, anal plugs, strapons and all the other good stuff that I’ll be experiencing with her. Hope she sends me the money soon. I’ve been waiting for this for a long time.

Random Facts About Me

· October 20, 2008 · Thoughts · , , · 9 Comments

I’ve been tagged!

The Snarling Misanthrope tagged me. I’ll warn you I’m much better at writing without a goal in mind. Now that I’ve got that out of the way, seven little known facts about myself.

– I lost my virginity to two women. Yes, they were aggressive, yes it was awesome but it was my first time and it didn’t last long. In fact, I think I lasted less time than it’s taken me to write this blog. Now that I can actually have experience and actually have some skills It’s hard as hell to find one. Threesomes are wasted on the young. If only I had a time machine so I could have a do-over.

-The only other language I know is American Sign Language. It’s such a great language. The more I learn the more in awe I am. It helps when you’re best friend is your teacher.

-The first time a woman wanted to fuck me with a strapon I declined. I declined the second, the third, fourth and fifth time as well. The sixth time I agreed. Again I wish I had a time machine and get that first time back as a do-me-over.

-I’ve memorize pi to the 8th decimal. (Yeah, the ladies think that’s really sexy)

-When I want to take my mind off of stuff I’ll play a geeky MMORPG (and no, not World of Warcraft.)

-My lifelong dream is to create a drink that tastes exactly like pussy.

-I was once shot in Milwaukee before giving a speech by saloonkeeper John Schrank. I ended up giving the speech anyway while the bullet was still in my body. I declared that it “takes more than one bullet to kill a Bull Moose”.

Oh wait, sorry, that last one wasn’t me. I sometimes confuse myself for Teddy Roosevelt.

I’ll let you make up a random fact about me since I can’t seem to think of another one on my own.

I’m Beat

· October 16, 2008 · Thoughts · , , · 11 Comments

I just came back from the gym. My first in a very long time.

Holy balls I’m aching all over.

I’ve been working out from home for a few months now but it just hasn’t been doing the trick. I’m sure it’s helped some but not nearly as well, nor as fast as I wanted it to. After my best friend bought me a gym membership for my 34th birthday last week, I was all out of excuses not to go.

I wish I could cross the wires in my head so the pain from working out at the gym was equally as pleasurable as the pain brought on by a sadist. I noticed a hint of an endorphin rush but it’s not quiet the same. Maybe it’s because I’m doing it to myself, it’s hard to imagine myself into even faux-subspace to try and connect the dots when there’s a big smelly guy named Bruno ten feet away.

What’s my motivation for working out? I’d say it’s because I want to look good naked, or more importantly, I’d like someone to want to see me naked. I’ve always been skinnier than the average guy.

A few tips I’ve learned from my first experience at the gym:

-Don’t listen to a podcast that will make you laugh and drop the weights.

-Don’t use any machine that will face the leg press machine, if an attractive woman starts using it you’ll find yourself working harder to not get turned on than you will on your actual workout.

-Try not to laugh at the guy who’s whispering “oh yeah baby” while doing squats.

-Try not to drool while imagining a woman whispering “oh yeah baby” while doing squats.

-If a guy approaches you to give you tips on how to use a machine, don’t say “oh, I’m just fucking around” when there’s a mother and her kid nearby.

-If someone starts to talk to you about “reps” and “sets”, just nod until you can go home and google what the hell those mean.

It’s too bad there’s not a kinky gym out there. The dominants could use weighted floggers! What would the subs do? I’m too worn out to think of anything clever.

More Spoiling And Some Toe Curling

· October 11, 2008 · Links, Thoughts · , , , , · 7 Comments

 

I had no clue that there would be so much interest in this subject. It was a post I just threw up there, something that happened to me years ago.

A number of people have made their opinions known on the subject.

Eileen’s take on the subject makes me wish there were more Eileens in the world. (Stop hogging her Maymay)

There are lots of other people chiming in like PaganKinktress, Juxtaposedme, Rona, Kansas and Coriander.

I do have to disagree with Coriander’s assertion:

“Submissive men don’t adore women in cheap shoes. They adore the ones in the 1000$ thigh-high boots, the perfect bodies in the expensive lingerie, the Bitches with designer handbags, the Fetish Queens in latex and leather. I have not yet seen a single site devoted to the worship of a woman in cheap sneakers and white cotton comfortably cut panties. The women they worship have perfectly manicured nails and lips painted to succulent redness.”

I could care less about the clothes. In fact, isn’t naked better than anything else? I’d drool over a woman who’s confident in cheap sneakers and sweatpants over thigh-high boots any day. Plus, thigh-highs don’t show as much leg so….

Where was I?

Oh yeah.

I was pretty naive when the woman in question asked me to get coffee and go shopping. I was still new to New York and couldn’t imagine someone wanting me to pay for their shopping spree upon first meeting. Now if someone were to mention shopping, I’d know what she meant by it. Someone much wiser in the ways of the world pointed out the fact that she didn’t hide the idea of shopping from me. It’s just that I was too new to the area to know what shopping meant.

A submissive guy emailed me and it started an interesting conversation:

Him: I’m curious, how much were the shoes? And how hot was she?

Me: They were around 250 I think and she was very attractive.

Him:So she was very hot and dominant? And the price of admission was this pair of shoes? Ok, so assume the average ‘date’ is costing you $75. That’s like three mediocre dates that don’t give you anything… while this hottie who is dominant is willing to give you a chance. Hey, just the opportunity to walk behind her carrying her shoes would be kind of hot. Just a thought.

Me: I think you’re forgetting one point. I had nowhere near 250 bucks.

Him: Charge it.

Me: Buddy, I couldn’t if my life depended on it.

Him: Fair enough.

An email from someone I used to be intimate with ended this topic on a much happier note:

“Your pussy eating skills are worth more than a truckload of expensive shoes. She’s unfortunate for missing out on something far more valuable”.

I’m feeling much better about my empty wallet after reading that.

Regarding The Debates

· October 8, 2008 · Thoughts · · 6 Comments

Here’s the thing,

Anyone who constantly tries to remind you that he’s your friend by saying “my friends” might be coving up for the fact that he really doesn’t give a shit about you.

Most of my friends would say it’s similar to a guy constantly talking about how big his cock is. Any guy with a big cock doesn’t need to tell you he has one.

Or so, I’m told. (Now regretting that “my cock is so big” speech I gave last week)

Watching this debate made me wish Obama was just a bit more of a jerk to McCain. I guess that’s why he’s in the lead for the biggest office in the land and I’m not.

McCain talking about “goodies” makes him sound like a pedophile or maybe just a really big douche.

I was awarded the best Twitter of the night with my: “McCain babysat for Teddy Roosevelt” line. I’ll take that to the grave.

I just erased a big rant about McCain, the surge and healthcare but I realized it wasn’t the best argument since it ended with me calling McCain a fucktard. If nothing else you should know that I’m much classier than those others who would call that fucktard McCain a fucktard. At least I’m not calling him a fucktard. See? I have self restraint. Not one mention of how much of a fucktard he is.

Oh, and one last thing.

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