Kenya Talks

The other night, while was lying in bed, I suddenly realized that what I miss, more than anything, is spending the whole night tangled up with someone. Held. Knowing that just hours away there was more "you know what" to come.

It’s not the sex I miss. I miss the trust and the intimacy. The closeness.

It’s been too long.

Really too long.

I actually wish I could say that I don’t remember the last time. But that would be a lie. I do remember the last time. And remembering it, really thinking about it, still makes me well up with tears. For lots of reasons.

Anyway. I miss that. A lot. A. LOT.

More than the daytime hours companionship. More than having someone to lean on. More than I should.

And ever since I started to think about it, I can’t seem to think about anything else.

Not good.

Logical Nonsense wrote:The other night, while was lying in bed, I suddenly realized that what I miss, more than anything, is spending the whole night tangled up with someone. Held. Knowing that just hours away there was more "you know what" to come.

It’s not the sex I miss. I miss the trust and the intimacy. The closeness.

It’s been too long.

Really too long.

I actually wish I could say that I don’t remember the last time. But that would be a lie. I do remember the last time. And remembering it, really thinking about it, still makes me well up with tears. For lots of reasons.

Anyway. I miss that. A lot. A. LOT.

More than the daytime hours companionship. More than having someone to lean on. More than I should.

And ever since I started to think about it, I can’t seem to think about anything else.

Not good.

Logical Nonsense wrote:The other night, while was lying in bed, I suddenly realized that what I miss, more than anything, is spending the whole night tangled up with someone. Held. Knowing that just hours away there was more "you know what" to come.

It’s not the sex I miss. I miss the trust and the intimacy. The closeness.

It’s been too long.

Really too long.

I actually wish I could say that I don’t remember the last time. But that would be a lie. I do remember the last time. And remembering it, really thinking about it, still makes me well up with tears. For lots of reasons.

Anyway. I miss that. A lot. A. LOT.

More than the daytime hours companionship. More than having someone to lean on. More than I should.

And ever since I started to think about it, I can’t seem to think about anything else.

Not good.

No offense, but from your posts, it seems like you have been doing the nasty with a number of men. Although i've known some men feel that this is a sign of manhood, what does it make a woman feel? More ladylike? Does it make her think that she is hot and attractive? I would kindly suggest that you keep some intimate details to yourself.

But then, this is the internet, and this board is probably your only friend

@LN, is that a photo of you?
@Pete; yeah. I can't comment much about LN's posts, but I've seen some very disturbing posts here that really make you wonder what kind of mind some chics have. You just wish that you would never meet them in real life, coz their minds are just full of filth. Anyway, it's life.

I don't listen to self righteous homosexuals. If you're not homosexuals, what are you doing in the ladies forum?

Logical Nonsense wrote:I don't listen to self righteous homosexuals. If you're not homosexuals, what are you doing in the ladies forum?

You may parrot all the filth that you want - for it seems you are used to it - but i have told you the truth.

you are talking about love and care
its rare
only few are lucky to get both