February 20, 2006-My goal in my relationship is to make my man fall in love with me over and over again. I’m constantly doing things to blow his mind, touch his heart, and well maybe I shouldn’t tell you what else I do! It’s a constant work in progress because I have to always work on loving myself more for this effort to be sincere. I believe if your man is awesome then satisfying your fantasies and his imagination is a must. Men want to feel taken care of, so you stroke their ego and they work extra hard to keep you happy.
So this Valentine’s I decided I was going to surprise my man with the greatest Valentine’s Day in his life. He’s far away in school in Texas and I’m living in California. My money and his money were funny so we had decided to spend the whole day on the phone. I hopped on the plane and headed to Texas after he went to bed. I made it to Texas after getting harassed the whole plane ride by this hilarious guy sitting next to me. He wound up biting my thigh while I was sleep and I had to knock him in the head, so you know my trip was wild!
I arrived at my alma mater and got dressed at my sister’s house. I’m so glad I followed my first mind and didn’t wear this little Valentine’s number on the plane. My seatmate would've had his hand up my skirt. The dress I wore was so short and tight it was ridiculous, described by this guy as painted on latex. I so strategically earlier that week figured out where his class was being held without him having a clue. I found his class and waited outside the classroom.
He came out the classroom and was in pure shock! His eyes got so big, he covered his mouth and had to look away and look back. He thought he was hallucinating because he missed me. For the rest of the day he had a smile so big, his spirit was soaring...his baby suprised him on Valentine's. It was the greatest surprise because he had absolutely no clue that I was coming. Nothing feels better than making my man smile.
February 21, 2006-I have decided that there is such thing as getting too wild. I arrived home today from my week long valentine. I took off my clothes to hop in the shower and noticed I had a line of bruises down the side of one of my breasts. How you get these kind of bruises i have no idea. I also have no earthly idea how or what night this happened. I knew my nails were all broken from me hittin them against the wall, and my sexy heels were all scuffed up but damn bruises on my breasts...what the hell???
A couple days later I noticed my elbows looked a little too dark. I never pay any attention to my elbows. I'm always in the mirror but rarely if ever find myself checking how my elbows look. I thought my brain was playing tricks on me. So I had to check again. I couldn’t believe my eyes I had bruises on my elbows!! Big, dark black bruises...maybe I was in my favorite position too long.
Well I don’t regret any of my battle wounds, I'll admit had a wonderful, firework filled, seeing the mountain top, multiple orgasm time earning every single one of those bruises.
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