Dear June,
Would you like to hear a story? Close your eyes and think about my voice. It is early in the morning and there is that extra rumble to it.
You remember the one, you know it was a couple of octaves lower- made you feel all tingly in the right places.
Think about my hands roaming around and my lips doing what they do. Imagine that really deep feeling we used to get
And then think about all we once discussed and the dreams we had. Think about what would happen if you let yourself believe that it really could happen.
You are back here again because you are almost willing to let go and believe. You won't admit it yet, and you might not even have admitted it to yourself, but you are there. Sweetheart, I am not kidding when I say that I have lots of new stories for you.
And I am sure that you have more than a few new ones to share with me. One day, just you wait and see...If you are lucky that is... ;)
Visibility
Long Legs
Hello Baby,
Oops, did I call you baby out loud. Did I say something that suggests that we aren't just friends. Damn, I hate when I do that. But then again I don't believe you when you say that any way.
I am sure that you have figured that out already and whether you admit it or not your math abilities and soprano voice know that one day you'll find yourself looking up at me again for no other reason than I say so.
Woohoo. I am laughing but in a good way, air sucker.
Played ball last night and man did I have a good run. Felt like I was in my twenties and moved like it too. This morning was a bit rough, but once I showered and got moving things fell right into place. Must admit that my arms look like hell, lots of bruises, but they are scattered across muscle.
Been lifting pretty steadily, they are more cut than the last time you saw them. Heck most of me is like that. Just need to do a better job with my diet and things will really get moving for me. Still if we are ever trapped in the woods you have no reason to fear.
The bears and the wolves have no chance against me when I am hungry. Tell the deers to clear the hell out because I am fast, mean and hungry. Just think baby, we could use a bearskin rug in front of a fire. Snow falling outside...
Did I mention I have an interview with a company based in the midwest. It is near my family's hometown. Not quite there, but close. Oh holy hell, I am not ready for cold, but I don't have the job yet so I won't worry. Had a couple of things near your neck of the woods too.
So far nothing has fallen into place, but sooner or later it will. Just shredded old files from 2002-2006. Couldn't have pictured things being like this now, wonder what they will look like in a few years.
Here I am, one week into a new year. Another prime number, as opposed to my girl who is much, much older than I am.
So my deal older girl, one more thing to mention before I go and it is not how I am going to take you again. I would like to write a story with you.
See you around...
Oops, did I call you baby out loud. Did I say something that suggests that we aren't just friends. Damn, I hate when I do that. But then again I don't believe you when you say that any way.
I am sure that you have figured that out already and whether you admit it or not your math abilities and soprano voice know that one day you'll find yourself looking up at me again for no other reason than I say so.
Woohoo. I am laughing but in a good way, air sucker.
Played ball last night and man did I have a good run. Felt like I was in my twenties and moved like it too. This morning was a bit rough, but once I showered and got moving things fell right into place. Must admit that my arms look like hell, lots of bruises, but they are scattered across muscle.
Been lifting pretty steadily, they are more cut than the last time you saw them. Heck most of me is like that. Just need to do a better job with my diet and things will really get moving for me. Still if we are ever trapped in the woods you have no reason to fear.
The bears and the wolves have no chance against me when I am hungry. Tell the deers to clear the hell out because I am fast, mean and hungry. Just think baby, we could use a bearskin rug in front of a fire. Snow falling outside...
Did I mention I have an interview with a company based in the midwest. It is near my family's hometown. Not quite there, but close. Oh holy hell, I am not ready for cold, but I don't have the job yet so I won't worry. Had a couple of things near your neck of the woods too.
So far nothing has fallen into place, but sooner or later it will. Just shredded old files from 2002-2006. Couldn't have pictured things being like this now, wonder what they will look like in a few years.
Here I am, one week into a new year. Another prime number, as opposed to my girl who is much, much older than I am.
So my deal older girl, one more thing to mention before I go and it is not how I am going to take you again. I would like to write a story with you.
See you around...
Timing, Movies And More
Dear Juneleh,
Tuesday afternoon has arrived and I am in dire need of a cup of coffee. My thoughts are a million miles away and about a million different things.
But at the moment I am semi focused upon timing, movies and people. Been listening to the theme to Inception. I love it. I thought that the movie was pretty good too. Did you ever see it?
I have been think about stories for obvious reasons and trying to figure out the best way to build one. That old comment about truth being stranger than fiction is spot on.
I am reading this book by Mitch Albom now. I am most of the way through it. It is interesting and I am enjoying it. Golden Slumbers is playing right now and I can't help but think about how appropriate it is.
The next time I find you lying underneath me I think we'll have to have another conversation about this, that and the other thing. Mostly nothing and mostly everything. That connection never goes away completely, now does it.
In the name of science you need to sleep with me again. We need to see what happens. Ok, I know what is going to happen and so do you but you won't accept it until you experience it again. Ah, nothing like a silly, stubborn woman who thinks she is logical when she isn't,
You should see the bruise on my left arm. It is enormous. I am surprised that it doesn't hurt more than it does. It happened last week, but it took a few days to "bloom."
The Beatles have moved on to The End.
"In the end the love you take
is equal to the love you make"
My writing is coming along. I feel like I am just getting started. I feel like I am just figuring it all out. Some of the joy that comes from walking through hell covered in gasoline, but I can deal.
I am not who I was and not yet who I will become. Still I am just a boy talking to a girl. Come here and I will grab your hips and then some.
You still need a good spanking. Pull on your hair a little bit too, not too hard but enough to let you know I am around. Although I think it is safe to say that you won't ever forget me.
Ok Juneleh, back to the salt mines I go.
Try not to think of me. Hee hee, that is impossible for you.
Tuesday afternoon has arrived and I am in dire need of a cup of coffee. My thoughts are a million miles away and about a million different things.
But at the moment I am semi focused upon timing, movies and people. Been listening to the theme to Inception. I love it. I thought that the movie was pretty good too. Did you ever see it?
I have been think about stories for obvious reasons and trying to figure out the best way to build one. That old comment about truth being stranger than fiction is spot on.
I am reading this book by Mitch Albom now. I am most of the way through it. It is interesting and I am enjoying it. Golden Slumbers is playing right now and I can't help but think about how appropriate it is.
The next time I find you lying underneath me I think we'll have to have another conversation about this, that and the other thing. Mostly nothing and mostly everything. That connection never goes away completely, now does it.
In the name of science you need to sleep with me again. We need to see what happens. Ok, I know what is going to happen and so do you but you won't accept it until you experience it again. Ah, nothing like a silly, stubborn woman who thinks she is logical when she isn't,
You should see the bruise on my left arm. It is enormous. I am surprised that it doesn't hurt more than it does. It happened last week, but it took a few days to "bloom."
The Beatles have moved on to The End.
"In the end the love you take
is equal to the love you make"
My writing is coming along. I feel like I am just getting started. I feel like I am just figuring it all out. Some of the joy that comes from walking through hell covered in gasoline, but I can deal.
I am not who I was and not yet who I will become. Still I am just a boy talking to a girl. Come here and I will grab your hips and then some.
You still need a good spanking. Pull on your hair a little bit too, not too hard but enough to let you know I am around. Although I think it is safe to say that you won't ever forget me.
Ok Juneleh, back to the salt mines I go.
Try not to think of me. Hee hee, that is impossible for you.
A Quickie
Dear Sweet Juneleh,
Jammed for time so this will be short which is probably ok because you will read it twice because that is just what you do and you are probably busy betting ready for Mother's Day.
Or maybe not. Maybe you'll get the day off which would be nice for you but somehow I doubt it. Anyway I sent an app in to a company that makes something we once talked about using. They need someone to help market their products.
I laughed when I came across the listing and couldn't help but think of you. It is tied into your favorite position.
Stumbled onto an article that says Software Engineers will work for English majors that I thought might be of interest too.
It is fair to say that I am willing to do a lot of crazy stuff but I don't know about this.
Got a list of songs that contains a bunch I know you like.
You need a hug and some loving. Don't deny, just accept, submit and repeat. ;)
See you on the other side.
Jammed for time so this will be short which is probably ok because you will read it twice because that is just what you do and you are probably busy betting ready for Mother's Day.
Or maybe not. Maybe you'll get the day off which would be nice for you but somehow I doubt it. Anyway I sent an app in to a company that makes something we once talked about using. They need someone to help market their products.
I laughed when I came across the listing and couldn't help but think of you. It is tied into your favorite position.
Stumbled onto an article that says Software Engineers will work for English majors that I thought might be of interest too.
It is fair to say that I am willing to do a lot of crazy stuff but I don't know about this.
Got a list of songs that contains a bunch I know you like.
You need a hug and some loving. Don't deny, just accept, submit and repeat. ;)
See you on the other side.
The Way We Were
Don't know why I picked The Way We Were for a headline because that is not who I want us to be. I am not looking to turn back the clock because it can't be done.
We can't go back as far in time as I would want us to. We can't do all that we dreamed of doing and I am ok with that. I don't like it, but I am ok with it because there are no other options. And when there are no other options you play the cards you are dealt.
Your message to me meant far more than you realize. It came at a particularly good time. The guys asked me why I was smiling and I said I didn't know what they were talking about.
I really didn't. One of them threw a ball at me and told me that I looked like I had just been taken care of. I had to laugh at that. If they only knew.
Because I know things. I still don't buy what you have been selling. Still know that you need a good spanking and that if you submit I can make you feel what you haven't felt.
You see when I talk about not going back in time it is because I have come to the conclusion that the future makes much more sense and that all we have been through, all that we have experienced can make it so much more sweet and far more meaningful.
Won't make any predictions...even though I could. Won't predict things even though I know things. Our favorite host from Family Feud would call out "survey says" and find my answer, no red X for me.
Ah, my dear sweet Juneleh, we are around four years since we last saw each other in person, aren't we. I bet you remember it all. I bet you remember the details just as I do.
Life is one hell of a quirky bitch. Got to tell you that I am still in hell, but I will find a way through it because that is just what I do.
Got so many stories to tell you, so many things to share with you. There is a big bright future out there, but I am only partially focused upon that.
Still smiling at the idea of wearing you out...again. Just you wait and see. Remember when you think of me I am thinking of you.
See you on the other side.
We can't go back as far in time as I would want us to. We can't do all that we dreamed of doing and I am ok with that. I don't like it, but I am ok with it because there are no other options. And when there are no other options you play the cards you are dealt.
Your message to me meant far more than you realize. It came at a particularly good time. The guys asked me why I was smiling and I said I didn't know what they were talking about.
I really didn't. One of them threw a ball at me and told me that I looked like I had just been taken care of. I had to laugh at that. If they only knew.
Because I know things. I still don't buy what you have been selling. Still know that you need a good spanking and that if you submit I can make you feel what you haven't felt.
You see when I talk about not going back in time it is because I have come to the conclusion that the future makes much more sense and that all we have been through, all that we have experienced can make it so much more sweet and far more meaningful.
Won't make any predictions...even though I could. Won't predict things even though I know things. Our favorite host from Family Feud would call out "survey says" and find my answer, no red X for me.
Ah, my dear sweet Juneleh, we are around four years since we last saw each other in person, aren't we. I bet you remember it all. I bet you remember the details just as I do.
Life is one hell of a quirky bitch. Got to tell you that I am still in hell, but I will find a way through it because that is just what I do.
Got so many stories to tell you, so many things to share with you. There is a big bright future out there, but I am only partially focused upon that.
Still smiling at the idea of wearing you out...again. Just you wait and see. Remember when you think of me I am thinking of you.
See you on the other side.
Old Posts
Don't know if I mean that or if I call you it out of habit. Not going to really spend any time thinking about it, hippie girl.
Signed into this joint and saw a ton of old posts that I moved into draft. Apparently if I take them out of draft and make them live again they show up as if they are brand new. Some sort of time stamp issue I suppose, but I don't have the desire to figure it out.
Besides you haven't voiced any concern about them anyhow, so I figure there is no rush to change their status. Speaking of status I'd like to see you on all fours again, you are kind of cute that way. Kind of like you on your knees too or your back.
Hah, I know you are busy rolling your eyes and making some crack about it never happening again but that is not necessarily true. Not because I can close my eyes and see you in those positions any time I want but because there is a quantum connection here that you can't get around and neither can I.
Yep, math and science have come to play tonight, last night and tomorrow night. There is some sort of higgity jiggity type of formula that we don't quite understand but it impact us both which is why we are still here.
So I was thinking that we ought to make some time for me to brush your hair and have a little conversation about this and that.
Or maybe not. Maybe we can just never walk away and never talk again. Pretend that we never knew each other and never had a damn thing between us. Maybe we can convince ourselves that it was just a dream and nothing more than that.
Kind of a funny thought to me because if there is one thing I know about you it is that you won't ever forget about me. Anyway, girl who used to be mine I'll tell you again that I miss you and I miss us. Doesn't mean that I am not ok or that I can't move on but it doesn't mean that I have to either.
I do things in my time and well that gypsy woman who sells love potion number 9 says that I need to just keep chasing you and that sooner or later you'll take my damn hand again.
Anyway, this song reminds me of you- not sure why but it does. Take care of yourself. See you back here real soon.
Will You Hold Me Again
You have been asking yourself that question. Will I hold Johnny again and how can I make it happen without admitting that he is right.
I know this because I know things.
I wonder what you remember from being together. I wonder if you remember what it felt like to be held and to be one. I expect you do and maybe you'll get another shot, or maybe not.
I know this because I know things.
I wonder what you remember from being together. I wonder if you remember what it felt like to be held and to be one. I expect you do and maybe you'll get another shot, or maybe not.
Every Other Day
Dear Juneleh,
You show up in these places roughly every other day so this should be your "on" day. Sometimes you and your lists are so predictable, kind of cute in your illogical and irrational way...shorty. ;)
Been one hell of a week woman. You who used to be my YLC have become my favorite ghost, nah scratch that, Casper is. He is friendly. ;)
So I am busy looking for an agent to help with this little story I am working on. I like to think that hardback is coming, but I'll settle for paperback and Kindle. One step at a time.
Makes me think of Tom Jones, Think I better dance Now. Stumbled onto this video and wasn't even looking for it.
To be fair I'll give you this link too.
Got to tell you, I know things but I don't have time to share them all now. Might hit them later, might not.
Ok YLC to be, I am out.
You show up in these places roughly every other day so this should be your "on" day. Sometimes you and your lists are so predictable, kind of cute in your illogical and irrational way...shorty. ;)
Been one hell of a week woman. You who used to be my YLC have become my favorite ghost, nah scratch that, Casper is. He is friendly. ;)
So I am busy looking for an agent to help with this little story I am working on. I like to think that hardback is coming, but I'll settle for paperback and Kindle. One step at a time.
Makes me think of Tom Jones, Think I better dance Now. Stumbled onto this video and wasn't even looking for it.
To be fair I'll give you this link too.
Got to tell you, I know things but I don't have time to share them all now. Might hit them later, might not.
Ok YLC to be, I am out.
Adrift
Dear June,
I am not entirely sure why I am sharing this with you, but I am. I feel completely disconnected and set adrift from virtually everyone and everything.
There are many reasons why this is so. Some of it has everything to do with me and some of it has nothing to do with me. I suspect that much of it has to do with transitions and my feeling unsettled. It is a bit like trying to walk on a teeter totter while juggling chainsaws and trying to avoid the spouts of flame from the burning river below.
There is no doubt in my mind that I will get beyond this and that things will fall into place, but it is not always easy to feel like you are carrying the load by yourself. And that is how I feel. I am hooked up to a plow, the wrong end I might add.
So I have made a point to sit down and create my own set of lists so that I can have tangible proof of my accomplishments. I see lots of check marks, but not as many as I would like. I see progress, but not as fast as I wish it would be.
It will happen. I am stubborn and I have a hard head. Hell, if someone tried to put a bullet in it the bullet would bounce off and I would be left with one hell of a bruise.
I guess I am just saying that sometimes I feel a bit worn out and tired. Could use a hug and if you wouldn't mind your mouth might be nice.
Remember the first time, the eye contact between us was intense. You had such a big smile on your face and I am pretty sure that I did too.
Man oh man woman, I would like to do a million different things. But I'll save that for a different time.
MLBF
I am not entirely sure why I am sharing this with you, but I am. I feel completely disconnected and set adrift from virtually everyone and everything.
There are many reasons why this is so. Some of it has everything to do with me and some of it has nothing to do with me. I suspect that much of it has to do with transitions and my feeling unsettled. It is a bit like trying to walk on a teeter totter while juggling chainsaws and trying to avoid the spouts of flame from the burning river below.
There is no doubt in my mind that I will get beyond this and that things will fall into place, but it is not always easy to feel like you are carrying the load by yourself. And that is how I feel. I am hooked up to a plow, the wrong end I might add.
So I have made a point to sit down and create my own set of lists so that I can have tangible proof of my accomplishments. I see lots of check marks, but not as many as I would like. I see progress, but not as fast as I wish it would be.
It will happen. I am stubborn and I have a hard head. Hell, if someone tried to put a bullet in it the bullet would bounce off and I would be left with one hell of a bruise.
I guess I am just saying that sometimes I feel a bit worn out and tired. Could use a hug and if you wouldn't mind your mouth might be nice.
Remember the first time, the eye contact between us was intense. You had such a big smile on your face and I am pretty sure that I did too.
Man oh man woman, I would like to do a million different things. But I'll save that for a different time.
MLBF
A Thousand Love Letters
Dear June,
Have I written you a thousand love letters yet? I am not quite sure, but I bet that you have received hundreds. I bet that I have dedicated thousands of letters to you and half as many punctuation marks.
Was thinking about all of our adventures together and how I would write about them. The red faced girl who was "confronted" in the parking lot comes to mind, among others.
Of course that reminds me of many things, smiles you have given to me and other things you have given to me. Hell, those other things kind of make me feel all kinds of tingly sensations. My ticklish girl who claims that she only comes here because she is curious.
Whatever will you say or do when I come to town. I most certainly wonder and then I remember how loud you are and I smile.
Got a good gift for you one day. Just you wait. You, the heroine of the story and the movie star- pretty cool if you ask me.
Still you need a big hug and an even bigger spanking. That is because you need to submit. Be dominated again and give in to me.
It is more than worth it. We both need it and no one else can fill that hole in the same manner now can they. I'll let you decide if that is figurative or literal.
I'll be back to add to this later, got to run now to go take care of a few things.
I might love you or I might not.
Have I written you a thousand love letters yet? I am not quite sure, but I bet that you have received hundreds. I bet that I have dedicated thousands of letters to you and half as many punctuation marks.
Was thinking about all of our adventures together and how I would write about them. The red faced girl who was "confronted" in the parking lot comes to mind, among others.
Of course that reminds me of many things, smiles you have given to me and other things you have given to me. Hell, those other things kind of make me feel all kinds of tingly sensations. My ticklish girl who claims that she only comes here because she is curious.
Whatever will you say or do when I come to town. I most certainly wonder and then I remember how loud you are and I smile.
Got a good gift for you one day. Just you wait. You, the heroine of the story and the movie star- pretty cool if you ask me.
Still you need a big hug and an even bigger spanking. That is because you need to submit. Be dominated again and give in to me.
It is more than worth it. We both need it and no one else can fill that hole in the same manner now can they. I'll let you decide if that is figurative or literal.
I'll be back to add to this later, got to run now to go take care of a few things.
I might love you or I might not.
