If I could end the quest for fire
For truth, for love, and my desire
What happens when you have a feeling that all that you have been yearning for can finally be understood?
Lover to Lover.
No kiss, no touch. But forever and ever this.
About the author
My name is Nicole. I'm not the type to keep my thoughts and desires at bay. Still, I can be quiet sometimes. But, please. Never mistake my shyness for a lack of interesting things to say.
Elsewhere
I smile with my eyes, my lips, and my heart.
I noticed that my blog is more personal than recreational.
I hope you all don’t mind reading about my personal life?
Talking about sex brings shocking realizations to light.
- Me: Do you realize that we spend most of our time talking about sex in this here fine and wholesome family eating establishment? We have elderly people behind us listening to a story beginning with your clothes ending up on the floor.
- Jamie: Yes, this is true. Let's talk about relationships.
- Me: Relationships?
- Jamie: Mhm, relationships. I know why you don't have a girlfriend.
- Me: Oh, you do? Why is that?
- Jamie: Nicole, you're not a good first, and you're not a good in between. You are a perfect last for someone. The problem is that most girls our age aren't looking for their last, but their right now. You are too amazing for all of that. You need to find someone who is ready for all you have to give.
This is the result of not having a CD player in my car.
- Jamie: I'm so stressed out. What am I going to do? What am I going to think?
- Me: You gon' think I invented sex.
Food and sex?
- Friend: We have sexual tension that you can cut with a knife.
- Me: Great. Can I use that knife to cut my bagel?
Am I missing something?
- Me: Can you please be quiet? I've grown dreadfully tired of hearing your voice.
- Nicole: What's wrong? Are you upset that you're not my girlfriend?
