antiprincess

I am so happy my boy is home. Being so busy with the end of school and all, (after the first couple of days of his absence) I didn't really realize how much I missed him until I saw him again, and he held me, and that's all I wanted in the whole world was for him to hold on to me and not let go. It just felt so good to be back in his arms. It felt right, and like it was something that had been missing from me without me knowing it was gone. I love such raw, hardcore emotions. Feelings like that aren't common in my everyday life, living as close to the surface as possible, usually, in an effort to maintain my sanity.

That all may very well make sense to no one but me.

Question of the day-do you have an erogenous zone that you consider more unique than the rest? For example, the insides of my wrists are really sensitive, and a well-guided finger caressing them can really assist me on my way to hot and bothered land.