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Blogs > Whovonovich > On the Edge of Forever

fantasy  

Whovonovich 58M
29 posts
10/11/2013 7:18 pm

Last Read:
10/12/2013 9:34 am
fantasy

*sips*

So, I'm a bozoboy, I fantasize, what red blooded American bozoboy doesn't, right? But here's the gig; I can create the scenario, no problems, but after that the characters seem to take on a life of their own and do their own thing, usually much to my chagrin.

What the fuck is with that??

It's MY fantasy fer chrissakes. I create this lovely scenario, set the stage, nice lights, good sound, all the accoutrements, let the characters loose, and.... Bloowie, it all goes to hell.

Talk about frustrating.

So, in jail, they have this... jewelry. Whenever they take you anywhere they put leg irons on you, which are like large handcuffs only they go around your ankles. Hard as hell to walk in the things and you sure as hell ain't runnin' anywhere. They also wrap a length of chain around your waist and fasten it with a padlock. Then they cuff your right wrist to your right hip, and left wrist to your left hip...

Put your wrists on your hips and just hold them there for a minute. Ya, forget scratching your nose.

Needless to say, when wearing this stuff, yer pretty much at the mercy of anybody who isn't so<b> endowed.

</font></b>So, before my stint at club med, there was this co-worker of mine. A real dream girl come true. Very nice to me. Very fun to work with. VERY easy on the eye... we never crossed that line, but oh we were about too *dreamy*...

She had become a very close and trusted comrade, and we shared a lotta private stuff with each other. This person KNEW me, Well. Very Well.

So, as the nasty with club med is going down, and I get the "Whovonovich Who?" from my oh so trusted and admired comrade, ya, it was like an Icicle right through the heart, ya know?

I finally git out, I send her a note sayin' hey.... and I get Another Icicle through the heart *sighs*

Okay, fine.

Wanna play that way? I'll show you!

I create the scenario...

I dress her in jail jewelry... all ready for a really nice fantasy...

...And wouldn't you know it, the tart finds a way to squirm outta them things and leave me high and dry *rolls eyes*

*sighs*

I Really gotta work on my imagination skills.

still, as always,
it's good to be Free
whovonovich

Whovonovich 58M
57 posts
10/12/2013 9:34 am

 *grins* agree, it is revenge, and that just ain't me. Gig is, even more willing comrades and total strangers seem to take on a mind of their own within my more playful thoughts and lead me down a direction of their own... I don't mind That much, it's always exciting, even if it's not sexy *shrugs*

warm brownies with vanilla ice cream, mmmm, nummy!


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