I am quiet and reserved but fun and flirty when I feel safe. I'm only interested in light BDSM. My limits are humiliation, degradation, toilet, blood, extreme pain, and negative name calling.

30 seconds… the time it took to walk from my truck to where she was standing, look into her eyes, feel the “buzz” between us and take her into my arms. 30 seconds. It was a meet and greet to check for chemistry, something I had done many times before, but what awaited me was unexpected to say the least. The intensity ramped up between us immediately; the intoxication of the moment was unreal. The lingering after effect that had awakened a desire that neither could deny. And that was just the beginning to the weekend I could not have dreamed of. A night to remember. The “reflection” of passion. The comfort of cheesecake. The good girl cuddling. The clothes that refused to stay on. The goodnight kisses. The morning coffee. The one last time before I leave. Episodes in a story written on the wind. It’s either the best thing we have ever done or the worst mistake we are doomed to repeat…. Neither of us know yet.