I'm sitting in a brass and mahogany dark brasserie off Beauchamp Place in London SW1. And SHE walks in.

Instantly there's a discernible magic, a thickening and intensifying of the bar's atmosphere. The smart click of her heels along the elegant street outside had preceded her, cutting through the sound of traffic and the throbbing late afternoon cabs. It's a sound you can't ignore, it always speaks of WOMAN, and of glamour, and of authority. It made me flick my copy of The Times...

It's of no consequence that your body is on fire or that your loins feel painfully packed and heavy with their load. It's also of no consequence that when you collected Her from Her apartment the perfume of Her freshly washed hair, the clicking of Her heels, the fragrance of Her scent and the hint of powder on Her cheek as You softly kissed Her, all made You instantly and brutally aroused.

It's simply of no consequence that you help Her into the car, longing, yearning to kiss Her...

I guess maybe I'm just weird but for some reason the protection my boots give me is so exciting. I just love wearing them in messy rainy weather or "accidentally" stepping in soft muddy places. Strange I know but that's just how it is.
Any kind of protection is actually a sexual turn on for me. The greater the protection the more intense it is. My fantasies get really crazy - like messing with fire or stomping a snake,etc. Does anyone else have any feelings like this or am I the...

Peeking out from under my rock from a long absence. I lost my high speed internet so i am on going through MMO withdrawls and starting to take care of life again.

I posted it ALL on my blog:

http://hhdude.blogspot.com/2010/06/f...g-absence.html

And just like the title, it is a LOOOONG read! Prep yourself! ^_^ Comment here or there, please.