The sexy guitar player in this picture that I hung out with last night. He wants me. Bad.Laughing until my sides hurt with BBF and HPF.
Snuggling.
Spankings.
Affectionate animals.
Affectionate men.
British, Scottish and Irish accents.
Soft, silky lingerie.
Rascals.
Fall weather.
My gigantic kitchen.
My cell phone.
Telling LL that I know she is a really a total softie and watching her reaction.
Kissing for hours.
Nicknames, both giving and receiving.
Obliterating stereotypes.
Mac cosmetics.
Christmas.
Gerbera Daisies.
Buttery Nipples shots.
Sharing fantasies.
Vanilla Sugar Cookie candles.
Thigh highs.
My Xterra.
Free porn.
Drunken phone calls and texts.
Hockey players.
Teasing, both giving and receiving.
Scotland.
Talking about sex.
Friction.
Being on top.
Surfing the internet.
Andy Pettitte's ass.
Leather toys.
The smell of burning leaves in cold fall weather.
Acting silly to make someone laugh.
Reading a kick ass book.
The Wee General and her sassy daughter.
Watching Other Half when he talks to my Mom on the phone.
Theatre.
My new vibrator.
Music.
My family.
My vintage Gucci bag.
Oral sex.
Orgasms from oral sex.
Chanel.
The History Channel.
Italian wine.
Strong, broad shoulders.
Thunderstorms.
Kinky sex.
Orgasms from kinky sex.
The endorphin rush after a good work out.
Shopping.
My new vibrator (had to mention it twice).
My autograph collection.
Sleeping late.
Hot, sweaty, passionate sex.
Orgasms from hot, sweaty, passionate sex.
Writing naughty stories.
Old family photographs.
Role playing in the bedroom.
Freshly laundered sheets and towels.
Frozen margaritas and Tex Mex food.
My jacuzzi tub.
Falling asleep while having my back rubbed.
Mel Brooks and Monty Python.
Godiva truffles.
Versace Woman and Versace Crystal Noir perfume.
Babies.
Having my hair gently brushed.
Lost.
Emails.
Manicures.
Bubble baths.
Movies.
Blog comments.
Being in love.
My pretty pretty Flowers.
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