Wednesday, June 07, 2006

horn-dog

is what he called me because he called to talk with no other intentions. That what he gets for calling me when I am wide awake and have been listening to PJ Harvey & dancing in my kitchen. Talking is dangerous. There is nothing as seductive to me as good conversation especially with a man who uses SAT words in everyday conversation. Weird, I know. If a man cannot carry a conversation with me, I lose interest. I like someone who engages my mind especially with new information. For me, that is the biggest turn-on. The connection to my heart starts with my mind.

Now try being celibate for eight years and only being touched in intimate places by medical professionals. He has a place in my heart. What he needs to do is put down the damn phone and buy a plane ticket. PA to CA. Tick-tock... I cannot wait forever.

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