injenue

Remember what I said in the previous post?

Forget it. Get a big kitchen knife and scratch the hell out of that entry.

Why? Because meeting a guy the day before he comes over to slide under the sheets with me makes the topic of my last blog entry a bit of a moot point.

It also makes me look rather stupid.

He was lovely. Friendly. Great loud full laugh; this is really important to me. Muscles everywhere. Warm skin big wandering hands hungry mouth. And he smelled absolutely divine.

I close my eyes now and still cant believe it. The way giggling and innocent snuggling quickly turned into legs wrapping around a firm hard waist and mouths and tongues interlocking. And best of all him coming inside me with such fervor that I am left feeling hot and breathless almost a week later.

I cannot wait to see him again.