Friends

A lot has been going on in my life lately but I've told few exactly what it's been that's kept me quiet.  Earlier today a friend of mine caught me at a time when I felt like talking.  Of course he also made it easy by being so understanding.  There are a few things that we share in our individual life right now so perhaps that's why I was more open to talking to him about it.  We are only friends, no overtones of anything else to cloud or pollute this entirely honest & very revealing conversation.  I thought it was important to post this not only as a way of letting others who care about me know what is going on but also because its a true piece of reality that we all can relate to.  Haven't we all thought or even shared these very things, especially those of us in long term relationships.  If you ever want to know why things go astray, read the hearts of two on the edges of their own turning points...

Friend

I want to live somewhere warm!

Friend:

You ok mo?

♥Mo♥:

Just tired Friend, how are you?

Friend:

Ok thanks mo

Worst month of the year

And it's dragging

lol

♥Mo♥:

Amen Friend, I could sure use some sun therapy!

Friend:

Yes, a ll seems better when under the sun eh mo

♥Mo♥:

See, know I would be better able to deal with life if I lived where I had plenty of sun & heat. Must be a tropical person inside, don't do well in colder climate. Sorta like a plant I guess

Friend:

i am the same mo, i am really a positive person, but in winter, January mainly, my whole outlook is different, everything seems so damned pointless hehe

sun sun sun!!

♥Mo♥:

I think it's that during the winter there's just no release Friend, no way to escape all the bs like in the summer

Friend:

Agreed

♥Mo♥:

In the winter you're boxed in with it all, too close for comfort

No diversions

Dangerous place to be, alone with your thoughts too much

Friend:

Yes darlin, and i think people that feel and think a lot, can think themselves into darkness

♥Mo♥:

It’s always there Friend, perhaps those of us who live with it lurking crave the light even more

Friend:

yes mo, you are right, the trouble with me is, i promise myself I am going to do something about the misery of january, but then the sun arrives, and i forget how miserable i was,,until it's gone again, hehe.

but February is a short month mo,,,then spring is in the air

♥Mo♥:

Oh but Friend, think of what it must be like to live where the dark days of winter never really exist!

Wouldn’t that be awesome!

Friend:

Mo,, i would love it, and i would love it for you too

In Cyprus the sun shines nearly every day all year

♥Mo♥:

At this point though, think I might like doing that living thing on my own, that would be a new set of trials but that would have to be better than what I have right now

In New Mexico they say they have over 279 days of sun per year... oh how I'd love that

Friend:

Yes, and the water in the gulf is warm even in January, you would thrive mo

♥Mo♥:

Not Mexico Friend, New Mexico, the state next to Arizona, not quite as desserty in NM

I prefer to avoid hurricanes that hit in the gulf

Friend:

How far is that from where you are now mo?

lol, yes, hurricanes are BAD news

♥Mo♥:

Somewhere around 1500+ miles I think

Friend:

Wow! that's a trek

♥Mo♥:

Yes, it's in the SW portion of the US where as where I am now is NE

Friend:

So things aren't any better for you at home mo? you are not alone, lol.

♥Mo♥:

So it'd be a bishop move, nice diagonal

Friend:

lol!

♥Mo♥:

No Friend, not better at home & the man I've grown fond of is very busy with his job so I don't have that comfort either. Not that I'd ask

Have friends telling me I need to write about it, vent, but there are times when words just aren't the healing a soul needs you know

Friend:

Yes, i agree, words are powerful, but it has to lead to eventual actions, otherwise they become empty

Sometimes one needs something warm and real to cling to

♥Mo♥:

Its also bad when those that are there offer no comfort, only more emptiness

Friend:

It is, it feels like a type of punishment doesn't it mo

♥Mo♥:

Yes it does

Makes you question your choices as to why you remain
Friend:

Yes, i have those thoughts every day

It’s not living, more like existing at the moment

♥Mo♥:

Or trying to trudge through it... Not good when most feels like a struggle with little to no reward

We start to lose momentum

Friend:

Yes, and then get lost, and sink.

♥Mo♥:

Somehow Friend, we keep moving though, don't know why we keep hoping for more but somehow we do. Think we'll ever find it?

Friend:

Well, my friend is coming over March 17th mo, i will tell you how that goes when it happens, i am tired of going without affection, it ruins me.

Friend:

i am not sex mad by any standards, but there has to be some degree of physical contact and passion, life is empty without it

♥Mo♥:

I understand entirely & I hope it brings you what you need

I do hope that your path gets better lighting

Friend:

lol

lol!

♥Mo♥:

Just be prepared Friend, you risk a lot. I think that's why we both chose people at a distance, they were safer

but if they get close, we know where it must go and what we might lose

Friend:

I know, you are right, and i am worried

♥Mo♥:

You’d be insane not to be as well as a fool. I don't think you're either but I know your dilemma, I've thought of it too

Friend:

She has said to me she has no expectations other than to meet me, and be shown around and have fun

But who knows

Could be the worst, or best thing i have ever done

♥Mo♥:

Well, we're human Friend, not perfect. Never know what life is meant to bring us, all we can do is hope we get it right most of the time & learn when we get it wrong

Friend:

that’s about it mo, i cant help but wonder though, should we always settle for being discontent, just to avoid hurting others, should pursuit of ones own happiness always be last, i don't know.

♥Mo♥:

My special friend asked me the same question Friend. How often do we sacrifice our own happiness on behalf of others? When should we not & dare to think of ourselves. As I told him, that feels like the question I live asking myself every moment of my life & I've yet to come up with the answer but I still struggle with it

Friend:

I know that if i get to 80 years old, and I stay in the situating I am in right now until that day, I will be very sad and empty

♥Mo♥:

Then you're choice is already made Friend. The question is then how you walk away from that relationship.

♥Mo♥:

If you can truly say there is no chance that anything can be done to make it better then be done with it in more than just thought. That's where I am now. Working out how to move on if that is what I am going to do

As it stands is not acceptable

Friend:

that’s how i feel mo, but it is difficult isn't it

♥Mo♥:

Yes it is. very much so

♥Mo♥:

But then we weren't the ones who moved out of the relationship first were we

We just aren't content to live half a life

Friend:

That is exactly it mo x

Friend:

It was bearable going without contact for a long time, until I stopped trying myself, then something in me died

My mind is elsewhere now

I feel terrible that I have given up trying

But we can only all put so much in can't we mo

♥Mo♥:

Very true Friend, when all the effort is being made only on one side it wears us down

Friend:

Yes, and constant rejection, for whatever reason damned hurts, lol.

Then resentment sets in

♥Mo♥:

Yes, the rift grows till you only exist rather than living

Friend:

yes, you know mo as well, I’m the type that wants to be needed in a physical way, i am not interested in sex for self gratification just for the sake of it, if sex is offered out of duty, or it seems to be a chore, don't bother.

I work hard to be wanted, and I am all out, I am sure you know what I mean

♥Mo♥:

Yep, have shown hubby vids, dressed to be wanted, behaved to be wanted, shown him erotica & written it as well. Tried to get him involved where he could bring his own creativity but he is stuck in routine

Friend:

life sux mo,,lol,,i would so spoil and look after a woman like you, you would have everything i had to give, why on earth does this type of thing happen, why is my wife as cold as ice? why is your husband numb to what he has in you? I really want to know what it's all about, lol.

♥Mo♥:

Me too Friend, since I've been working my ass off to try & get ahead while my husband is content to do next to nothing. Just as I get something growing along comes some trouble to wipe it & me out. Literally! Example. I've been grabbing all the hours I can in a job that plays hell on my body & my eyes. My husband barely works 6 hours a week maybe. His pension covers just the basics

♥Mo♥:

He’s not motivated to do more & I can't live where everything is literally falling down around my head & be happy about it, especially when some is getting to be a hazard

♥Mo♥:

Just put a nice fat deposit in the bank & suddenly yesterday the truck needs a new battery cable, this morning the pilots are out on my furnace & water heater so I don't know what the hell is going on there....

it never ends & it really does feel like I'm being punished for living

Friend:

Baby,,,you deserve better, but you know that, you are being taken for granted, and it's very unfair.

♥Mo♥:

Life isn't fair Friend but it shouldn't be this damned hard either

♥Mo♥:

And it shouldn't be made harder by those who are supposed to love you

Friend:

Totally agree mo, the age we are now, it should be easier not harder than when we were younger, and in truth, that is part of my life that is ok, it makes it harder to leave for sure lol.

But to stay for a comfortable life isn't everything either I suppose, I don't know.

But what you have seems a bad deal all around mo

♥Mo♥:

Maybe I stay because somewhere I don't believe I deserve better. Maybe I haven't grown much from the child I was after all

Friend:

mo, what you deserve at the very least, is someone that puts you above all else, money comes and goes, we all know that, but if hubby has no work sometimes, then your home should be perfect and comfortable for you, that’s what i do, when i don’t earn, i work in the house, it's only right

♥Mo♥:

It may be what’s right Friend but it's not what I'm experiencing

Friend:

And to think you were still prepared to show love, even whilst struggling in other ways, you are an angel mo, i am sorry you are having things so hard

♥Mo♥:

Somewhere I guess I got this stupid idea that if you put out good things they come back to you... guess I forgot the one about bad things happening to good people none the less...

All I know is this is crushing me

Friend:

I can see why you feel crushed, you are being pushed and pulled in all ways, physically and emotionally you are not being looked after, and financially and comfort wise you are not being looked after, you are having to put far too much in, and getting very little out.

♥Mo♥:

& with my vision as it is, I can't even escape whether for a little bit or for good. So I feel caged with it

Little wonder I don't write about it, just another way of reliving what I don't want to be living in the first place

Friend:

yes, it's only therapy writing about something if it's behind you, certainly not whilst still living it.

♥Mo♥:

Besides, never cared for those who wrote to piss & moan, don't care to wallow in the negativity when all I want is a positive way to cope

Friend:

I agree, and your writing is always filled with optimism, you are a joy person really, just not experiencing much joy yourself at the moment.

♥Mo♥:

I definitely agree with that! You've been a dear, let me bend your ear for so long & cry on your shoulder. I do truly appreciate it more than you know

Friend:

i have told you before mo, anytime, you are welcome, drop me an e mail, and i will find you.

And you help me too, don't forget that

You are a voice of reason to me

♥Mo♥:

LOL, wish I was as good at being so with my own life hon. Funny how that works isn't it

Friend:

Yes, it is, lol.

♥Mo♥:

Well you are a blessed friend Friend, if I can help in any way I am more than happy to be there for you

Friend:

same mo, I had better go get some firewood before it's pitch dark, take care, and see you soon mo x x

♥Mo♥:

hugs & kisses back Friend, take care!

Friend:

xx

The Ride

It's been a while so how about it if I toss one off for you… A scene that will invade your thoughts on any long hard drive you make… (*for my muse?)







We're traveling together, road trip style. I love road trips. The constantly changing scenery always keeps me excited about what's just down the road but this time we're driving in a very rural area where the scene doesn't vary much from one plot of farm land to the next. I'd been hoping to get off since we started off! The first leg of the trip is a straight shot on a highway through endless miles of nothing exciting so I decide to generate my own point of interest. I slide close to you on the seat, beginning by rubbing your leg through the soft worn denim, working my way higher till I feel your cock hardening in response to my strokes. I smile at the gorgeous profile of your face as you watch the road, trying to concentrate but I recognize the light of passion already firing your eyes. I also notice a slightly determined clench to your jaw even through the shading of beard that covers it. My lips seek the pulse in your neck; I feel the coursing of your blood as your heart pounds steady and strong. I graze my teeth ever so lightly over the spot, wanting to bite and suck a mark of passion there but I refrain from going that far because my goal is to tease and torment, not land us in an accident from startling you as you drive. So instead I content myself by exchanging my teeth on your skin to using the tip of my tongue. With my free hand I gently push your beautiful long dark hair softly behind your ear, clearing your ear to trace the curve of it with the wet point of my tongue then twirling it quickly around the lobe, knowing that the action along with the heat of my breath is shooting waves of pleasure through your sensitive body. “Mmm, someone's up for a very different kind of ride I see… “I croon softly as you harden further under my teasing fingers. You briefly close your eyes and swallow the heat that is making your body tense, a futile bid for control. “Come on doll, you know I'm always up for you but we need to get some miles knocked out in a hurry this morning so we're where we want to be later this evening.” You say the words but you've yet to remove my hand; I know you won't because you love the feel of me touching you.






I pout, “Come on lover, I want to taste you.” I reach for your belt, intending to free your gorgeous engorged shaft so that I can sheathe it in the velvet soft heat of my mouth. You stop my hands, you glance at me with a sad look, “I'm really sorry sweetie but we really have to keep this schedule. I promise when we get there I'll make it up to you.” Once my passion is stoked its incredibly difficult to stuff it back, down so with a bitter effort at control I move as close to the opposite door of the SUV as I can get - hurt and frustrated. I stare out the window, tears stinging the backs of my eyes while not seeing anything; only feeling your rejection like a stone lodged behind my ribs.






“Honey, please, don't look like that,” you gently sooth. I can hear the regret in your voice; see the sadness in you eyes. You reach out your hand to me… I hesitate - but only for a breath in time. How can I help but slide back to be near you? I've never been able to resist you. I think that's because what you've wanted to take and give I've also selfishly wanted to give and take. I tuck myself under the warm weight of your arm with my back pressed to your side. I sigh. My ardor hasn't abated but I always feel such a wonderful peace when I'm near you. It's like I'm protected, safe from the entire world because when I'm near you there is nothing that exists of importance outside the world within the circle of your arms. But it's when my flesh touches yours that the embers are ignited and flames swathe my body. I can feel your pulse beating where our bodies connect. Your scent engulfs me; I smile to myself as I lay the hand that I'd been stroking within my own on my breast. I feel the rumble of your chest as you release a moan of desire. You cup my ample breast in your hand, measuring the weight of it from beneath in your palm. You graze over my nipple with your thumb, feeling the instant response of the hardening bud through the lace of my bra. I bite my lower lip; close my eyes as the wave of wanting tightens my nipples as if they were being pinched. “Mmm, that feels sooo good baby,” I breathe. You reach up to slip your hand into the top edge of my shirt, wanting flesh to flesh contact. I pull down the front of the stretchy material so that my lacey plunge bra is uncovered and your hand is free to explore the swells of my breasts. Your fingertips are cool against the straining points of my nipples, I inhale quickly as a chill races from the point of contact down my spine but it's liquid heat that seeps between my thighs, my nipples pucker harder as you pull them into punishing pleasures. As I said, my goal was to seduce you into some 'auto' erotic fun so I'd dressed for the event; the elasticity of the pink top, the sheer lace plunge bra, the swingy light denim skirt and no panties underneath… All staged to enhance the blue of my eyes and the natural cinnamon tan I worked to achieve slowly with many nude liaisons with sunscreen and my favorite star over the summer. You remove your hand from inside my bra, sliding your fingertips up my chest, caressing my neck then running your fingers over my parted lips. I take your hand in mine, opening your palm to my kisses. I moan as I run my tongue up the inside of your middle and index finger - taking them into my mouth. I swirl my tongue against them, fluttering it against your fingers as I suck them in and out in simulated oral gestures. “Wouldn't you rather let me do this to your cock baby? Let me please you…” I whispered in a voice deepened by lust.






I can hear the smile in your voice as you growl, “I'd rather do this…” You reach down to pull up the front of my skirt. I grin too, knowing what's coming and it's likely soon to be me! I spread my legs, leaving one bare foot on the floor and raising the other foot to rest on the seat with my knee bent and the hair on my mons being gently tickled but the air moving through the SUV from the open windows. A coolness raises chill bumps on my skin as the air touches the wetness that slickens the outer lips of my labia and inner thighs.






“Ah, what a naughty girl you are! No panties?” You slap your closed fingers on my fleshy natural furred mound, instantly discovering the influence you always have on me. “Damn baby, you're soaked!” I hear the appreciation and pride in your voice. You love the power that you have over me. You stroke the outer lips before spreading them with your fingers then gently stroking deeper, circling my clit, coaxing it to engorged sensitivity under your practiced hand. I moan your name, encouraging you to continue as my body quivers from your touch. I can't sit still; I'm grinding my hips in slow circles, as much as I can do so seated, matching the rhythm of your hand. You plunge two fingers into the weeping fountain of my pussy. I gasp. I pull my bra forward, spilling my large fully tanned breasts into my own hands. You're alternating between watching the road to looking over my shoulder. Watching me squeeze my coppery breasts, pinch my highly contrasting light pink nipples and seeing your hand, wet with my juices slipping from clit to pulsating opening; its hypnotic. Perhaps this is why with our attention so distracted that at first neither of us had noticed the 18 wheeler that had come up in the right slow lane on the three lane highway until he blew his train-like horn and we both looked startled into the stranger's grinning appreciative face as he watched our play. Your first instinct was to pull your hand away but at this point I was too close to cumming and I couldn't bare the sudden interruption. “Please, don't stop!” I plead.






“But he's watching…” You whisper breathlessly against the top of my head. I can hear the new, almost frightened excitement in your voice.






“I don't care! Let him watch! Please don't stop!” My voice quivers but is defiant. I spread my legs wider so the trucker can get the full view. Your hand returns to it's marvelous manipulations and I smile at the driver before continuing to fondle my breasts, pinching my nipples then lifting them to my bent head to lick them with my tongue. The trucker paces us, watching intently between glances at the road ahead. The single hand on the wheel of the big rig made it more than evident that the other was attending to his pleasure.






“You know what he's doing don't you? He's stroking his cock, wishing he was balls deep where your hand is.” I gasp out between ragged breaths as I look directly into the trucker's glazed eyes as my body gets closer to explosion under his gaze and your hand.






“Yes, he wants to be where I am, feeling your pulsing pussy clinching my fingers like I do, know that he's the one who going to make you cum.” Your voice deep but breathless. “But he's not and he won't. This is mine, cum for me baby - now!” And I did, hard! My body jerking, my head pressed hard into your shoulder as I cry out my climax loud enough for even the trucker to hear. He gives a whooping yell and pulls the horn of the truck again. He yells across the noise of the engines and over the space that separates the two vehicles, “Wanna share?” At this point you remove your slippery fingers, dripping with my climactic honey and bring them to your mouth, inserting them to drink my essence from them. You lick your lips, look over at the hopeful face of the man in the truck and say, in a tone that invites no reproach, “NO!” He smiles and shrugs well naturedly. Blows a kiss to me, salutes you then drop back further into his lane as we move on in our own.






You're smiling, so am I but not for the same reasons, at least not entirely. I tuck my breasts back into the front of my bra and turn towards you, leaning forward to kiss your smiling lips quickly. Even though I've just had my own pleasure fulfilled I'm still just as hot, if not more so now, as I'd been when we'd begun. “Did you like that baby? Did it make you hot?” I tease. Knowing damned well it had because there was a very evident wet spot of precum that had soaked and darkened a large area on your jeans; your cock is rock hard and fully defined under the tight material. “Hell yes it did! I'm about to explode right now… Damn!! I don't believe what we just did” Your jaw is tight with restrained lust but wonder in your eyes at our new daring.






I smile widely. You wouldn't stop me now, couldn't because you were so ready for what I'd wanted to do earlier. This time when I reached for your belt you lean back and scoot forward a bit so that I can free my lovely prize. I use my tongue to dip into the crevice to collect your nectar before swirling it over the sensitive head of your cock then taking you fully into my mouth. You tangle your hand in my hair, massaging the back of my head and neck as I begin to pick up the rhythm of my strokes. You can't move your hips too much but you do enough to let me know the pace you want to set. This isn't going to be slow and leisurely, you're hot from our performance and ready to burst! Good God! I've gotta get off this road! I hear the strain in your voice and know the tidal wave is about to break.






I feel the car moving off to the side but I'm not sure where we're going. What I know is that you don't have enough control to cum and drive at the same time. I feel the car curving first to the right then harder to the left, then right again. The next thing I know, you're pulling your shirt the rest of the way out of your jean, pushing my shoulders to push me away as you gingerly tuck yourself into you pants… “What the hell…?” I'm confused momentarily but as I finally look up and around I see that we're in a rest area, already parked towards the end of the parking lot away from the other cars and the facility. You twist the keys savagely out of the ignition, jump out of the SUV, run around to my side, jerk open the door and reach for my hand. I'm grinning from ear to ear, knowing where your mind has gone and I'm right there with you! I've pushed my sandals onto my feet, shoved my purse under the seat and hit the lock button on the door as I jump out beside you. We laugh and try not to run towards the secluded shelter house that we've spotted away from the other travelers, consisting mostly of trucker but enough passenger vehicles to make us not want to draw their attention. The last thing we needed was to have a 'friendly chat' with someone. We make it to the shelter unseen… As soon as we're behind the wall that blocks the view of the facility you pull me hard against your body, wrapping one of your hands into my hair kissing me hard while the other hand is unfastening my bra under the back of my shirt. I love it when your passion is so stoked there's this blinding primal intensity that strikes an answering chord in me and we set out to devour each other. I quickly unfasten your pants, gently freeing your throbbing member. I sweep my bra and the front of my shirt over my head, leaving them on my shoulders in case I would need to pull them into place quickly but liberating my breasts for your handling. You do the same, knowing we both need to feel the heat of flesh to flesh. I wrap my arms around your neck, pressing the length of my body hard to yours as you step us towards the edge of one of the picnic tables in the shelter. As soon as I felt the edge pressing into my behind I hopped up on the edge. Thank god for the mistrust of state rest areas! The tables were bolted to the concrete so they were wonderfully stable! As soon as my ass was planted firmly on the table top I wrapped my legs around your hips, pulling you to me. You entered me readily, slamming fully to the hilt in one mighty thrust, burying yourself deep into my welcoming womb. “Mmm baby! You feel so good inside me! Ah please love, take me, and show me what's yours!” I gasp, breathing hard as you pound into me. A steady strong stroke that has my breasts bouncing hypnotically before your eyes. You bend you head to torment my hard nipples between your lips & teeth, the feel of your hair over my naked flesh like feathery fingers driving me wilder before you capture my breasts in your hands, squeezing them together, rolling my nipples between your fingers till they are rosy pink hard knots of sensation as you kiss take my breath into your mouth as our lips crush each others & our tongues taste the heat of a different erotic dance. My hands are on you forearms, pulling my pelvis into yours, rolling my hips, caught up in the glorious tension building again in my body in answer to yours. You continue to temper the hardness of your cock in the heat of my canal, leaning back enough to watch yourself entering and retreating between the engorged magenta inner folds as they wrap your steely flesh in the most intimate of kisses, adding your own milky gloss to those lips. Panting, sweating, you growl between clenched teeth, “God doll, I love seeing myself moving in and out of that sweet flower! I'm ready baby!” I know what this means, my legs go up, onto your shoulders, you grasp my thighs as I lift my hips higher as you lean forward. We're both dizzy with passion, our bodies tense. I feel the strain of your body; hear your breathing become ragged as the moan that's closer to a growl starts low in your throat and know this is it. Your body locks… Your head is back; your neck is taunt and strained. There's something entirely erotic and intoxicating to me in that one gesture - a sort of sexual surrender and vulnerability that has always caused me a slam of instant pleasure. I reach the pinnacle first, my body racked with spasms of ecstasy! The clench and relaxing of my pussy catapulting you over the precipice and you bury your cock fully into my womb, spilling your seed deep into the contracting passageway with a cry of triumph. You collapse onto me, breathless and spent. I hold you, stroking you hair as you stroke my breast. At the same time the realization of what we've done hits us and we both laugh at our daring. “Well, this has been quite the exciting trip hasn't it doll!” You grin and wink as you lean on your elbows gazing into my eyes.






“Absolutely and the trip isn't over yet! Who can guess at what might happen next!” I tease kissing your smiling lips.






We get up, adjust our clothing and slowly start back to the SUV. As we drew closer to the end of the parking lot where it was parked a group of men that was standing outside the facility doors began to whistle in appreciation and clap with wolf howls but staying were they were. We were both confused, staring at the men as if they were insane as we quickened getting into the SUV. “What the hell do you think that was about, there wasn't anyone around…” You wonder aloud. We hadn't noticed a young couple just returning to their car but they both laughed, winked and the man said, we understand how you feel and what that's about…” he nodded his head back towards the men. He pointed to an area about half way up one of the lighting polls. We both looked up and noticed the cameras… Looking around we saw more and surely there must have been one in an isolated shelter house for security purposes. We looked back at the still grinning couple. This time it was the woman, “Yep, you two just gave one hell of a performance for a very surprised but appreciative audience!” “I'll be damned!” You swore incredulously. You looked at the men, looked back at me, a slow grin spreading across you face, devilment lighting your eyes. You winked at me, turned towards the men, we gave an exaggerated bow, jumped into the SUV and drove off laughing our asses off!






“Good God woman, do you always get what you want?” You tease smiling.






“Only those things I want most for all the right reasons sexy man! One day you'll learn not to try and deny me what I really want because I'll find a way of making you want to give it to me…” I smile back, more than just a little pleased with myself.






You look at me, shake your head and chuckle. I know that what ever time we may have lost you'll make it up with a heavier foot, at least till I decide to distract you again!






I hope you enjoyed the ride as much as I did taking it!