Ok. So tonight I had an encounter with a dude. He hit on me which is kind of flattering. Me?! That’s kind of flattering because I never have seen myself as attractive. But there we were, in the neighborhood pub then back at his place, shirts off, with each other. That’s as far as it got. We touched, kissed, felt and held. That’s what felt good. To open and feel each other. At least for me. Um… Ok… To be exposed, and… held bi a guy felt great. And maybe the same would be true for a girl, to pull the blanket over and cut the lights, and feel each other against each other. To feel another body like that. I was so good.







