The mind is a powerful tool. When used creatively it can be enjoyable and exciting. Close the eyes and image me… a women filled with promise. Filled with sexual essence waiting… struggling to burst forward and explode all over. A women with needs that only you can fill. A women that loves to love you. But, darling Freddy… I am a women that needs to have a more fulfilling sexual encounter… then what you have been providing me. Remember last night… you came… actually you came multiple times. I never achieved that pleasure. Sex is an enjoyable activity when both of us… that means you and me… we both enjoy the moment. We can achieve multiple orgasms together. When you are not with me… when I am alone in my bed… or just alone, without you, and I am in the “mood”, I stimulate myself and I have multiple orgasms. I disagree with her surmise last night that women, in general, are unable to have multiple orgasms.

After our encounter, I went home. I was still filled with the need to spill my own desires. I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes. I imagined the most perfect man… and it was you. I imagined your lips down there, nuzzling my secret place. The place I showed you that is between my full wet lips. Yes, I am talking about my valley… behind my thick bush of blondeness. There just above the opening… that secret wonderful place… you had your tongue at that place and was flicking it with your tongue. It was really my fingers that were doing the flicking… but I imagined your tongue.

Did I tell you that I bought toys?