I got into a playful argument with a male friend at work–a rather attractive man. He pursued the argument because I \”needed to be corrected\”. I blushed furiously, afraid he\’d see how very much I\’d enjoy having him correct me. I had to walk away before my true inclinations were betrayed.

looking through pictures of old lovers and daydreaming about our entwined body parts.

Enjoying the flurry of activity in here. Tough to keep up with all the libido flying around.