I'm getting that itch. The itch for a woman to share my life with. There's an emptiness inside of me that won't be satisfied by anything else. I want someone to hold. To laugh with. To sit in silence without the need to speak for communication to happen. She's hard to find. For not any woman will do. First she needs to be smart. Intelligence is sexy and conversation is foreplay. Besides I don't fuck people I don't respect. Second she needs to share at least some of my interests. She should have her own but we'll need some common ground. Third she'd have to share some of my fetishes. There are certain ones that I can't live without. I know because I've tried. And all this I need wrapped in a package that I'd find beautiful. No wonder I'm still single.
