k1. a love poem to my sensual barok

she gave me her phone number in her office. i thought that was a good beginning as she seem to be online all the time when at her work. many of her posts she does when she is at work during the day. she also gave me her phone number at home. i found out that her computer is located in their living room. over several conversations, i realize that calling her at her work was much better. there were too many distractions when she is at home and her parents seemed to be there most of the time. the PMs we exchanged, including the lustful ones we had when she was in her office. so, i thought that worked very well for me.

there seem to be a sequence that people follow in giving personal information about themselves to people we meet on the internet, same thing with contact numbers. PMs are exchanged, then it goes to several levels of more personal communication. from YM, its the cellphone number, then office number and the final is the home phone number. the cell phone number is the "safest" as its very personal, you don't normally lend your cell phone to others. so if you get a text or a call, you're the only who knows about it. its different with office number and the home number. with those, your office mate and your parents, siblings your wife/husband can answer the call and that makes things a little more complicated.

specially in this case. we have not met and yet she has shared intimate moments with me. well at least that's what she told me over the pm - she has touched her pusi while we were exchanging PMs. not only was there something physical done, she was the one who propositioned me to have sex with her.

while all the PMs we have exchanged said she wanted us to meet to have sex, you learn to takes things with grain of salt, like a suspended belief that it will happen. you tell yourself it will happen if it happens. but at the same time that you have suspended belief, you always harbor a thought that it can happen.

in a short period of time, we agreed to meet. finally.