In this photo, I am missing two things... First, Canada's sensuality..eroticism...our libido is based around winter. This picture is two years ago...and we have not really had snow since. We need the snow to warm up, as we do so well with bodies working together in front of roaring fireplaces while warm beverages wait for us to finish... Second thing...traded in the hybrid today...and this will likely be the last picture of it that I recall. Now I need to break in the new car properly...any volunteers?
Lonely, abandoned Kicked off in throes of passion A simple voyeur
Press play Who the hell are you? You, there...with those sexy legs...sexy lips...sexy hips... You're messing with my head. I'd give you the Moon if you asked, but would rather stay in your shadow from the sunlight just to get that hint of red shine from your hair. I would stand close just to get that whiff of your scent...that hint of a glance...that brush of a touch from your hand even if by accident. As the old Genesis tune goes, I can't dance...I can't sing...I'm just standing here selling everything ...but for you, I would carry a tune and a rhythm until you cum just from the beat. To feel you move with me...to feel your heart beat...to drive that smile. I claim to be the opposite...but my inner romantic wants to run along [Read more...]
On a Saturday morning it is still dark and yet I am awake in this big half-empty bed. Or is it half-full? Or do I need new jokes as I have used this one too often? I recall the last time I woke up next to a woman I took that opportunity to wake her by rolling over and sliding in. This is a scene I have also mentioned often. This woman, a friend still, taught me something. I have something of an oral fixation...both directions in that I love the taste and love to be tasted. Anyone reading my work would see that. I will likely end up like a George Carlin when I am 70-something and still making up blowjob stories. As we wander the pages of, say, Tumblr with all the artsy black and white erotica...and in all seriousness, sex would be much [Read more...]
It has all gone wrong Get your pitchforks and torches Something in my eye
Back on the bus again. We just pulled out of the Cleveland Greyhound depot...strange time sitting there. The buses heading to places like Cincinnati and Pittsburgh all had severe searches of bags. When we boarded, however, no security in sight. Wonder what that says about Buffalo? So it is a sunny day and about 5:30 this coach will pull into the terminal in Buffalo, NY. We have stops in Ashtabula, Ohio and Erie, Pennsylvania. An hour lay over in Buffalo and then on to a new bus heading to the border. Not certain on all the stops on that trip, but I assume Niagara Falls, St Catherines, Hamilton, and Burlington before I get off in Mississauga. This was a good weekend. An eye opener in more ways than one...in a good way. Found another [Read more...]
Yesterday, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame...today, a tour of the east side including the campus of Case Western Reserve University. Yesterday, likely the only disappointment was not finding a pink mini football helmet at the Cleveland Browns' gift shot...long story short, a tradition I have is getting these pink helmets from each American NFL city I visit for my girls. So far they have the Chicago Bears and San Diego Chargers and I was hoping to add Cleveland this weekend. Admittedly, they should have also had the Buffalo Bills and Houston Texans by now, but I missed on those trips...though unlikely, may even have an opportunity to get Buffalo during my trek home tomorrow as I have lay over time between buses. Being today's tour may [Read more...]
About this time yesterday, as my Twitter timeline certainly will prove, I boarded a VIA Rail train in Oakville, Ontario and it deposited me in Windsor, Ontario, not far from the USA border. Spent the night at a hotel I used to use frequently for work back when I was in the traveling sales realm and then today was with a colleague working Windsor accounts this morning that I had visited years ago, and Detroit accounts this afternoon that I had never before been to visit. The area is, between both cities, very downtrodden, admittedly. However, with the reputation Detroit has, I must say that it is nowhere near as bad as I anticipated. I would not call it a happy place, but I do not feel afraid here...unlike when I was in Houston, for [Read more...]