She writes...

You say that no one has ever shared such a fantasy with you...I have to admit that while this is a real fantasy of mine, I have never shared this fantasy with anyone...I guess that is one reason it took so long to write. I also know that it is more than a fantasy to me it is a real desire that I have...I guess that is why the first part I called fantasy or reality. I am now wondering if I went too far in sharing all of it with you? In one respect I am glad that my fantasy story arouses you, but in another I am afraid that I may have revealed too much information...information that should be kept for that special person that I would want to share this fantasy with. It has to do with the love and passion that you have written of before. Maybe there is a danger in sharing the physical aspects of my desire with you, especially when it means so much to me. With the distance factor between us it is probably a fantasy to imagine the possibility of us ever meeting. You say that the story makes you want to satisfy the longings and desires that I have, but do you really mean this? I have a great big heart, probably too big and my desire, more than the physical, is to one day meet someone that I can truly share my heart with...someone who wants to share their heart with me! I know that this is a reality that does exist for some, I have seen it and it is the reality I desire! More than anything in this world I want to be loved, truly loved by someone who is gentle and strong and who has a positive outlook and can see some good in everything. Someone to be my best friend and life's companion. Someone who is kind with a compassionate spirit knowing how to share love as well as receive love. A strong man but with the ability to share his heart. Someone that I can trust, the best lover I will ever know, my companion, hand holder, smile sharer and best friend. Someone who I can encourage who can encourage me. If I can ever find this person, then I believe that the pleasure I described in my story can be reality! The problem with all that is, as I see others who have love in there life I don't believe anyone with the exception of my parents, has ever loved me. And where does one go to find love?

When she says that "it means so much to me", and "someone that I can trust"... I feel guilty about sharing her personal thoughts & words. I will trust that by remaining anonymous, the sharing (and chronicle) of these thoughts will help me to sort out what is important. Our words may be serious, they may be fun, truth, fiction or something in between. This blog is about sharing my thoughts, and also events that seem important. I will try not to offend, and will hope not to embarrass anyone other than myself.