LanceHughes
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VC: You're MOST welcome. And thanks for the "close but missed" paragraph. You are so very right, profile gives almost nothing "away." Your paragraph was too "soft." LOL! Needs to be harder both ways. Sex needs to be harder as in rougher AND emotion needs to be harder. Hard<?> to explain.
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ORIGINAL: VaguelyCurious
As for me:
If you touch CreepyStalker's spine on the place just between her shoulderblades her whole back straightens. Every time.
There are days when that feels like the only porn I'll ever need.
So [again from your profile]
I'm sorry about CreepyStalker, ok? There's not a lot I can do. We're not actually the same person, although I know that's the prevailing belief in some circles. She likes cider, for one thing.
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OMG is all I've been able to even think about for the last hour and 20 minutes.
OMG while in his physics class for an hour and OMG for the 20 minutes it took me to walk home in the frosty air of the beginning of the winter term. Each OMG causing a weird sensation in my lungs. Puff out the "Oh," the "my" almost a breathless wispher, and the "God" done about 30 million different ways as I tried to remember even the name of the text that he asked us to buy.
OMG as I tried to make tea, but everything rattled in my hands. OMG as I sat quietly in my kitchen, just letting my mind wander over what was my perfect type. The body, the hair, his movements, his eyes, his voice - all I could think was OMG as he explained what I already knew. Well, I mean I did already know some of the physics he was covering in the first class.
OMG, the way the man moved! It was if he was trying to sweep me into his arms and show me his passion for physics while.... I don't know, my head was still whirling from his motions and movements in class.... OMG
I looked over at the kettle and saw that in my frenzied state, I had "put the kettle on" without any water. OMG, I thought, you'd best get ahold of yourself. I but the kettle on a back burner and turned off the front one.
What a fool I was being..... I went to the front door and realized I hadn't even taken off my coat. I hung it up, checked the mail, and as I stood up, THERE HE WAS! OH ... MY ... GOD!!!
I fumbled the latch and asked him in.... more blubbering than speech. I asked him if he wanted some tea and he said that he'd brought something better. OMG, if it was poison, I'd gladly drink it with him.
We went to the kitchen and he asked if he could use the kettle.... I said, "It's a little warm from making tea." He said "Great," in a voice that shook my knees. I grabbed the table edge and he said, "You look shaken. Please sit down." When I did so, he touched that place - that secret place that so few knew. Right between my shoulderblades. OMG ! How could he ever have known?
I sat straight and looked at him busying himself at the stove. He came over, sat down and said, "I've looked at your records and I want you to be my teaching assistant this term. I came over to ask you to do so before some other proffesor asked you first." Some other professor??? I didn't know of any other proffesor at that point.
He stood up on his way back to the stove and again touched that secret place as he said, "I didn't mean to startle you." He went to the stove and poured us two mugs of hot cider. "I think you'll like this. It's my own recipe. At least I hope you'll like it since we'll be spending long hours designing the experiments I want to try this term."
Experiments? On my body? Long hours? Cider? Oh my GOD!
< Message edited by LanceHughes -- 8/24/2011 6:12:10 PM >
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