Not happy. Not sad. Not anything. But I also don’t feel empty, nor full. I just feel…here. That’s it. I’m miles away in my head though. Thinking about nothing and everything at the same time. Nothing making sense, it’s all a big jumble. Like I said, I feel weird.
Rules.
Mainly oral. I love giving it. Only received it once. It was amazing. Giving it though is just something I love doing. But only to one person. That’s who I’m comfortable with. I know what he likes and how he likes it. I gave it to another once and although it was fun, and he loved it, it just wasn’t the same. It didn’t turn me on like it does doing it to him.
I’m sure when I find “the one” I’ll gladly do that for him. Until then though, it goes to..let’s call him Mike. haha. He’d hate that, which makes the name perfect. :)
Even though I want it and know that I want it, I fight it because of the way you go about fighting for it because of how much you want it (especially when you’re drunk). That turns me on almost more than anything. The lengths you’ll go to get what you want. It feels so good. I’m not talking about the power, I don’t really give a damn about that. Power isn’t my thing. What you do is. :)

