I have a new admirer
Posted: Wed Nov 08, 2006 12:47 pm
I've been flirting via email with a new admirer of mine, who loves looking at pictures of me in some of my pretty dresses, and I've been sending him some pics of me. It's just harmless flirting, and I don't ever intend to have any contact with him. Despite the fact that I'm not gay, this flirting is kind of a turn-on for me. Anyway, I thought you might enjoy this flirting, despite the fact that posting this is just a lot of bragging on my part:
Admirer: Actually, I've read that one and I enjoyed both the story and the Pics. I would just like to see more of you. you look so wonderful in dresses, I can only Imagine what you look like out of them.
Me: Well, you're going to have to go on imagining, because I'm not taking off my dress and my pantyhose for you.
Admirer: What if I ask Nicely?
Me: Go ahead and try. We'll see if it works.
Admirer: Pretty Please with Sugar on top?
Me: No. But since you're a fan, I'll send you this one extra photo of me in the low-cut brown dress. Hope you like it.
Admirer: Didn't you wear this in the series of stories were you pretended to be your mother? You look fabulous in it either way. I don't know what it is about you. It's almost as if you put hidden layers of code in your stories to hypnotize your readers. I feel mesmerized by your legs. It's like they go on forever. Please stop me if I ever start to get creepy, its just that I think that your the most beautiful woman I have seen in a long time.
Me: More! More! I love it!
Admirer: I've never felt this way about anyone before. I don't know, maybe its your modesty that drives me crazy. Your choice of dresses, conservative but revealing just enough, its playful. I'd even go so far to call you a tease. I see it in your eyes. They're beautiful, by the way. Really Expressive. Even when your pouting, or trying to look upset, there's something shouting out at me, a sort of muted self confidence. That's what I see every time I look into those piercing green eyes of yours.
Admirer: Actually, I've read that one and I enjoyed both the story and the Pics. I would just like to see more of you. you look so wonderful in dresses, I can only Imagine what you look like out of them.
Me: Well, you're going to have to go on imagining, because I'm not taking off my dress and my pantyhose for you.
Admirer: What if I ask Nicely?
Me: Go ahead and try. We'll see if it works.
Admirer: Pretty Please with Sugar on top?
Me: No. But since you're a fan, I'll send you this one extra photo of me in the low-cut brown dress. Hope you like it.
Admirer: Didn't you wear this in the series of stories were you pretended to be your mother? You look fabulous in it either way. I don't know what it is about you. It's almost as if you put hidden layers of code in your stories to hypnotize your readers. I feel mesmerized by your legs. It's like they go on forever. Please stop me if I ever start to get creepy, its just that I think that your the most beautiful woman I have seen in a long time.
Me: More! More! I love it!
Admirer: I've never felt this way about anyone before. I don't know, maybe its your modesty that drives me crazy. Your choice of dresses, conservative but revealing just enough, its playful. I'd even go so far to call you a tease. I see it in your eyes. They're beautiful, by the way. Really Expressive. Even when your pouting, or trying to look upset, there's something shouting out at me, a sort of muted self confidence. That's what I see every time I look into those piercing green eyes of yours.
When I talk about this subject, my friends from my old life say, "Why would you WANT this kind of attention, anyway?" They have a right to be puzzled. Unless you're a sports celebrity or a rock star, you're never going to experience anything remotely like this as a guy. And you sure aren't going to be getting the attention from MEN. It's uncharted territory for sure.
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