Fallic40 53M
3214 posts
7/16/2005 9:01 pm

Tonight I am sitting here watching a movie. It is not good. It is not bad. It just is.

There is no woman with me. There has been nothing much going on for me tonight. I am just sitting here throwing my own little pity party.

I have had a great day with my daughters, but still there is something missing. Call it "touch", "love", "passion". It is what I crave. It is what I need. It is what everyone needs in varying doses.

I desire to feel the softness of a woman's fingertips on the skin of my inner thigh. I dream of the soft touch of lips on the back of my neck. I aspire to passion once more.

papyrina 51F
21133 posts
7/18/2005 6:10 am

i know what you mean its probably half my depression that lack of touch ,a simple cuddle O well

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