Self-Consciousness

Huh.

I guess I've gotten over my self-consciousness about you reading a particular brand of my posts…

Well. I hope you enjoy it. I guess I got to thinking…

If you wrote such things about me, I would be ecstatic. As unlikely as this seems, if there was some part of me that, when you got a rare chance to see it ever-so-clearly, even if just for a moment, it kicked your libido into overdrive, potentially for days… Switching you over from yearning for my voice to yearning for my touch in a feverish instant…

Yeah. I'd be pretty happy about that.

(and, yeah… not even kidding about the “for days” part…)

And we really have seemed to be on the same wavelength about so many things lately…

Well. I suppose until one of us takes a giant step over the line, I don't really have any way to know. This method of communicating is mostly one-way, which I'm fine with. But I don't have any way to know what you might like or not, not yet.

Well. For now, I guess I'll proceed as I've ever done and just assume we're on the same wavelength there, too. And hope you like it, even if you aren't. I mean, who doesn't like having their body appreciated by a person they love?

Until next time, my love… I remain…

Yours,
♒️