Confessions of a Loveaholic...

Have you ever had someone in your life that you have wanted to conquer? Someone you trust but you don't know why? Someone who understands and knows you without ever having to speak a word? Someone who just fits? What do you do with them? Out of fear do you keep your distance? Or do you clear out your world to make space for them?  LI is that type of man and I am unsure on how to proceed with him. Due to his recent breakup with his girlfriend, I know I must give him space to heal or I will be the "rebound chick". He is oddly intriguing because he surprises me with how well he knows me. He will complete my sentence or when we are together he will kiss my forehead and I melt. As the warning signs flash brightly, cautioning the slippery slope ahead, I love the feeling. I often daydream of what it would be like to be exclusive with LI. To make him mine, to be his forever.... These feelings are the scariest because I do not know where they come from nor do I know how to con...

I love when I am at the airport, waiting for my bags to come around the conveyor belt. I always look at the other bags that circle around and wonder which ones are filled with old clothes, new clothes, maybe some trinkets or maybe just filled with vibrators, gag balls and whips. When it comes to relationships, do we look at partners and wonder about the things we don't see. What baggage do they carry? What does it look like? Where does it come from?   With this is in mind, I wonder when we walk the streets of our city do we look at our potential mates the same way. Do we look at others wondering what they hold inside? What baggage will they bring into a relationship? Don't we all wish we had like x-ray relationship goggles so we could see into a person before dating them? See what the person wants, their motives, their intentions and of course their baggage. As I mature, I am becoming more aware of my baggage. Mr. Vegas and I are getting closer and as you all know we sp...

I apologize for neglecting you but I had to do some field work so we can have something to talk about… For the last couple of weeks Mr. Vegas has been monopolizing my time and body, until this weekend… Yes, Yes, Yes… there is a new character around. His name is LI and his sole on this earth is to "sweetmouth" me, especially from the back and I absolutely love it (we will come back to that)!!!! Where shall I start... ummm, Saturday was simply amazing. Vegas made up for his sleeping spell in tenfold *winking*. We were at his house, in his bedroom, Trey playing in the background… he started rubbing my face, looking into my eyes then he started kissing my neck and I melted like ice cream in his hands to say the least. He used his fingers like he was playing a piano, it felt so good. As we engaged in a passionate session, my dear Vegas took it one step further… he introduced a little magic wand that evoked spasms and warm feelings from all over. Mr. Vegas and the Pocket Rocke...

Mr. Vegas, Mr. Vegas, Mr. Vegas! Mr. Vegas has all my attention these days. He calls often, says all the right things, visits, spends the night, likes to go on dates and calls me "baby". He is so cool to be around but of course I run into the issue I always do: How to play it cool (whatever that may be) and not become the "clingy girl". I am okay with my feelings being known but I do not want them to be overwhelming that he takes off running. So we were on the phone earlier having this deep conversation about me going out with some friends but of course it turned into a hypothetical situation… Vegas: Out with who? Me: Girls from high school Vegas: Ok. Just let me know what time. Me: Ok. Why did you ask about who I was going with… Worried it was a man (laughing) Vegas: Never. If it was a man, I wouldn't care. I came to pick you up and that's that. Off course me being Michelle, I wanted to explore the "I wouldn't care" comment. We are...

As my Sunday winds down and I sit in my chair watching a movie, preparing for my week ahead; I realize these are the times when the world is quiet and I can hear my heart yearning for a companion. I would love to lay in his arms, smell him, touch him, listen to his voice, to his laugh. I wonder what we are going to eat for dinner and what we will fall asleep watching. Will he hold my hand while he sleeps? Every time I move will he move?….Someone who is all mine. Yes, I could have this with a couple of guys but I don’t want a couple of guys. I want my guy, my husband (where ever he may be). While Mr. Vegas, NJ & Special K (the exes) and Boy-Toy are able to fulfill my requests, they aren’t mine and at this time they are just placeholders. Boy-Toy…. Yes you can meet him now…he is my “young thang” *in my pimp voice*. He has no children, no girlfriend, no job, no ambition, no money, no nothing but a desire to please Me. He is a kind person with really good intentions but that doesn’...

Happy Sunday Readers…. So I am stepping this blog up a notch, and I am considering introducing you guys to MY “current” cast of characters… but I am not too sure of how ready y’all are for that. Ok, ok, ok (stop twisting my arm) you can meet them one at a time... **Names will have to be changed to protect the innocent** Tonight, you can meet the one that I have been spending a lot of time with his name is Vegas. Vegas is a caramel love, 6’4, approximately 300 lbs, with a robust laugh, personality and a beautiful G-spot penis. He is five years older than me. He is a true gentleman, he cooks with his own place, own car and is willing to bring me a Dr. Pepper late at night. Vegas calls several times throughout the day and we can easily spend 2 hours on the phone (so high school, yet soooo enjoyable). He is a fun, cocky, outgoing, independent man. He makes me smile and makes me feel good, inside and out. He is the kind of man that compliments my hair, clothes and bodies. He opens the pa...