UPDATE OCTOBER 30th. My computer is getting mailed in for warrenty work. They claim it will be 2 weeks untill its returned back. So any one I would have written back to, can't. Anyone wishing to write should hold off. I won't be able to read it. Thanks...Have a super day. Welcome, to my corner of this "off the wall" computer site. I'm just a basically not so average type of women that works hard, and plays hard when she meets the right per. In daylight hours I enjoy my buisness enviornment and the career I have chosen. I love my vanilla lifestyle, however in private I need other flavors. Without that, I surely am not complete. At work in a board meeting / dare you reckon with me, I am capable of eating you alive -- yet in private life I am tame and quiet, purrrring as your baby kitten. Meoooow. These questions are a drag. I should have majored in advertisment, and it would be easier to create my "package" for you. I'm a level headed girl. She looks ahead, thinks ahead. Plans ahead. She has a hidden wild side that some have guessed at, some have wondered about---but few have ever ever seen. It is my favorite side of me. The side I live for, and love for. I am a pretty happy go lucky type of individual. I try to laugh at anything bad, Humor is the key to not growing old. At least I sure as hell hope so, because I have laughed about an awfull lot of things in my life---when I probably should have been ringing some necks. lol. I'm more kinky in nature, then I openly like to admit, not exactly sure how that happened--maybe one of you guys figured it out in this club and care to share the answer with me. Ha Ha. I just can't imagine that the one who matters in my life isn't going to give me that look, take me over his knee, and spank me untill I wiggle or plead stop. Then I hope that maybe he just won't at the same time. Ah, it is great to be a women. To be capable of sweet & stubborn, or naughty & nice--all at the exact same time. How is it that you love us so? I bless the nature of a man that can hold a real women in his hand.

My Ideal Person Another hard question. My ideal person? How about owning every charge card, a private jet, a limo unless that is pushing it to far, my every wish granted, and an open account at my favorite jewelry store? No dice? O.K. O.K. I'll save that fantasy for the night we do some serious "role playing".
See, I am a women that is capable of negotiating.
(it didn't hurt to ask)

What do I look for in a man? In reality, not fiction.
Is it asking to much do you think, simply for the real deal?
Just someone that works his heart out because he wants more and more from life.
The men that I have loved in my life, or the friends that I have cherished most are happy go lucky easy going. They were capable of making fun of me, and taking a dig back in the same conversation. They could hold an endless stream of conversation. Yet also sit back and sometimes not speak at all, simply enjoy the company around.
They have laughed a lot, knew the right places to go, and at the same time--have mastered a meal in the kitchen as we did nothing spectacular except hang out.
I love a man that defanilty is without a doubt "the man", and I am "the women". The days of Tom boy ended for me at age 10. I like being a young lady, and I have no problem answering to the male figure in my life privatly. It doesn't however give permission to have me as a doormat either. He will know the difference, so will I == which is exactly why I'll be back again.
Come to me when your day is rough, because I want to listen. Maybe it isn't in my hands to fix the problem, but it is in my hands to listen, to let you talk it out, and throw in a massage that will turn your lights out.

Theres good things in life also, and I'd like to hear about that as well, be proud of you for it. I like to hear about the funny things that happen, the silly mishaps you made. I'll laugh at you, and you can laugh back at mine. Whats life if it isn't "stupid is, as stupid does" on occasion.
Did I just describe friendship?
I am in no hurry to find all the answers. Life is quite happy for me.
Possibly I shall fall in love one day. Possibly I shall find a best friend that becomes my sexual sleeping buddy only. I have had that in the past with more perfect memories then most love gave me.

Sexually?, Wow, thats a hard one. I love it all when I have mastered intimacy with someone. If not, I only fantasize of it.
Different categories of it. The hard hot slutty sex. The total pleasing him nights. The D/s nights when he grabs your hair and takes control, and spanks you OTK or wherever else the scene plays into. Roll playing nights, the wham bam sex in a hurry. The different phases of learning someone. Those excitement moments of "first" times, the akward moments between each other, and eventually the comfortable moments when you know each other and minds meet. The person you don't have to talk to, because looks say it all--and both of you understand the "unsaid" words.
It will be interesting to seek and search for the ideal situation. The process along the way.
Theres nothing greater then knowing your time has no current clock, the guy your with can satisfy you to heaven and back again. That you like him, that he's just a great guy all around. You feel the high of a few glasses of wine, his mouth on your ears, your neck, the spots he know drive you crazy, and it makes you hunger for him. The slut inside of you boils over. Nylons, heels, that sexy bra you found last week, paid too much for, and didn't care - because he was going to place both hands on each breast you had, and smile with it on you, and say the absolute most delightfull dirty words you live for. You feel his weight on top of you, devouring you, crushing you in a way you need it, his arms pulling you into his chest, and he fits so perfect in between your legs. You can feel his cock, it is pushing up at you, yet not in you. You push up, and you grind to him, but god, he knows his tease. He won't give yet. Not yet. Those magical fingers and hands and mouth start erupting your mind, and he has taken you to that point. His fingers work inside you, his mouth works on you, your moaning, and twisting. You are so safe, so secure, so obediant, so in heat of that longing. You need to reach back and touch him, put your mouth on him, but your getting fogged in your head because you can't stop moaning or arching for more,--you want to scream please fuck me...because that exact second and body rush, is exactly what the words "time in a bottle" must surely have been written for.
He leaves you breathless, you can think no more, speak no more, write no more...........

What are your favorite musicians or bands?:
To many variations

Tell one of your favorite sexual fantasies. Don't hold back!:
I am his sub, he is my dom. We both know the rules. We both know the game. We need no talk, we need no scene story. I'v been tought well. My job is to follow, his job is to take care of the rest. Today he is not happy with my lippy remarks, it is time to take control back, time to put the little gal properly into her place. I know it is coming as he reaches to the back of my head, and I feel his fingers holding my hair. I walk wih him quietly. Directly to the bedroom, he holds me tight, and comments that I should know my place better. I am not afraid. He will never really hurt me, he is unhappy I know so. I don't blame him. I don't fight when he bends me over the bed in one swoop. I can feel his hand on the small of my back. I can hear him say spread your legs apart. Hear him tell me to raise my ass higher in the air. I do so. Knowing he is thrilled with this sight. His fingers slip into the elastic of my panties, he tugs down. I feel like a child. I am embarressed, but he, and only he is allowed to do this to me. I will allow him. I know so. I feel his hands on my ass, and slowly he begins to spank me, it does not hurt, not yet. In time the spanking becomes harder, and my ass is red. He is forgetting why he even cared to spank me, it was a bogus reason, it always is. A great pretend. He is more into the red of my ass and thinking of not missing a spot then anything else. I do not cry, but he can tell the second time he ordered me to say still, that I had been hurting. He lets up. It was a perfect balance of give and take. I was not that bad afterall. This time his hand was simply enough. What a world I have stumbled into by accident, by chance meeting.

What location do you fantasize about for a sexual encounter?:
Anywhere, and everywhere

What types of sexual activities turn you on?:
Not for public view

What factors are most important to you when looking for a sexual partner?:
Sexual experience, Physical attraction, Same/similar fetishes, Experience in a certain role (top/bottom; master/slave), Sexual appetite, Willingness to freely discuss and try anything, Creativity/Kinkiness level

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