Yeah, Cindie, remember that guy G I had a few dates (?) with that cuddled the heck out of me, massaged me all over for an hour with our shirts off til we were both fully aroused, did a booty dance, and then backed off from any sexual touching? That was an insanity of mixed messages.
Love withers under constraint; its very essence is liberty. It is compatible neither with envy, jealousy or fear. It is there most pure, perfect and unlimited when its votaries live in confidence, equality and unreserve. -- Shelley
me: Mags, 59, living with:
miss pixi, 37