It's sex not love...

I want a lover that I don't have to love. I want to be tied up. I don't want to be tied down. I want to be bent over in front of a mirror. I want him to use the red rope and the black gag. I want the nipple clamps and the leather...not the flowers and the love letters. I want a lover that I don't have to love. Is that really that bad?

Summer Sex

Summer is coming to an end and I've gotten my fill...literally. I've never had so much sex! So much that I haven't had time to get much done. Work and sex and work and sex. It's been incredibly liberating. Until now. Now I have a guy who wants to have a relationship. He's amazing in so many ways, but I am a cheater. It is just who I am. Not meant to be in a relationship. Not willing to fall in love. Yet this guy is good, really really good. Tight, tanned body, muscles that make him look like a professional athlete, thick, stylish black hair, and a killer smile. So how do I continue to keep this guy coming back for more if I won't give him a relationship? This is my dilemma. I just want the sex, I don't want the commitment.

Not sure what that was

So, it's been awhile since I've posted...so sorry. Found myself in a little bit of a relationship. I thought I was in love. But, now I'm not sure that I believe in love or that I was ever in it. So how does a horny girl get over a man who has turned her inside out? She FUCKS, that's what she does. SO that is what I'm going to do. Tonight I begin my venture on the strip. I'm dressed in a short little white dress. My long hair flows over my tanned shoulders. I look hot and I know it. Watch out boys...my holiday weekend is not over yet.