Friday, 20 August 2010

Let us love with our hearts... not our minds

There is nothing more precious than good friends, they can be your children, your family and those who you bring into your lives as your chosen family. They love and accept us the way we are and encourage us in every venture we embrace. And we can talk of the great times we have spent together, laughing aloud as we remember all those fulfilling moments.

You see... We label people. I never asked Steve what he did. He had mentioned filming some rallies and documentaries. We got on fine and had a good laugh every time we met. He was fun and friendly to everyone around him. So what if he made some porn as well? Why should that have made a difference? It was exciting to see him once every 3 to 4 weeks and he taught me one or two tricks that were all part of new experiences for me. Outdoor sex for one!

There we go...  I can't believe it's me writing this.

Sometimes the angels come to us to open up our souls and it is good to share experiences.  Sharing is caring!
Steve would call me spontaneously at some hour of the day or night and I would swiftly disappear from a previous dinner to meet him at some private bar where we would flirt and let the night begin.

One afternoon, when I was working, I went to one of the big stores and finished ordering some special crockery. All of a sudden my mobile's tone (which has changed over the years) indicated a new text message.

"What are you up to?" Steve asked.
"At the lingerie department... Checking out the stockings. You?" I answered.
"Just finished work. How about meeting up after your shopping?" He wrote.
"Brilliant," Was my answer.

I treated myself to some lacy burlesque top, a stocking holder and stockings of course.
I rushed home only to realise the beeper on the stocking holder had not been removed and it had not beeped when I passed the doors of the store to leave.

"Grrrrrrrreat!"  I thought.

So I sat on my bed trying to untangle it with scissors, then a sharp knife when I noticed...  Ooops! A red blood-like liquid seemed to have spilt out of the beeper onto the white silk lingerie I was wearing.

"Hahaha,"  I could not stop laughing at myself.
"Only you Haldita... Only you!"  I thought.

The time was getting short before my lover's arrival and my dress code had to change, immediately. Oh well... My heart was pumping before any action began! 

Can I just say thank you for all the love and support of my loving friends who are giving me the courage to go on... I am blessed



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