• Tuesday, October 31, 2006

    The Plan: Part 8

    14 Comments:

    At 7:14 AM, Blogger WryGirl said...

    What's that? Do I hear the thump thump of your head on your desk? Poor dears. Cushion with your mousepad, maybe.

     
    At 9:00 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Lol . . . I'm just calmly waiting for the next posting.

    And the next . . .

    And the next . . .

    Very sensual and intimate, Wry, thank you.

    XO

     
    At 9:26 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

    The difference between men and women:

    Men post pictures of their genitals, thinking, "The girls'll go crazy when thhey see this!" and the girls are all, "Ew." Women post pictures of themselves naked thinking, "I'm doing this is for Me," while all around the country the men's heads go thump thump thump on their desks.

    M.K.

     
    At 10:01 AM, Blogger Mike said...

    I read your blog religiously and feel for what you are going through. I held off leaving my relationship when I was younger and made a lot of stupid mistakes because I waited. They haunt me to this day but she finally mercifully left and it got better. Do what you feel you need to deep down and it will turn out eventually to give you peace.

     
    At 10:04 AM, Blogger woodinhand said...

    Thump, Thump, Thump

    Both heads craching into my desk.

     
    At 10:15 AM, Blogger Mike said...

    I read your blog religiously and feel for what you are going through. I held off leaving my relationship when I was younger and made a lot of stupid mistakes because I waited. They haunt me to this day but she finally mercifully left and it got better. Do what you feel you need to deep down and it will turn out eventually to give you peace.

     
    At 10:45 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Wry,
    cruelty becomes you ....not.
    Daytripper

     
    At 11:13 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Wry,
    Another thought. Very enticing shot. Takes my mind several places. In one way, it makes me remember younger, college days, and the way young women self-conciously, gingerly, slipped out of their jeans while maintaining eye contact. Jeans meant winter, and winter also meant pale, soft flesh and curly hair peeking out from cotton panties. Love that. Once bathing suit weather is gone, no need to tidy up.
    In another way, the shot makes me hear you in my mind, saying "Don't make me want this...." In my mind I see you from the other side, backing up..frustrated by your need...wanting help.
    I hope you keep it coming.
    Daytripper.

     
    At 11:26 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

    One last, last thought.
    Botticelli?
    Daytripper

     
    At 11:43 AM, Blogger WryGirl said...

    Jim: Yes, a paragon of patience you are.

    MK: Ah, but I don't mind the thump thump thump.

    mlmdlco: Thanks for delurking, and your vote of confidence.

    Wood: watch for splinters, dude.

    Day: You're sure? That's all? Maybe one more comment? or three? :)

     
    At 12:18 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

    Can we get this on YouTube, please?

    -- tom

     
    At 3:18 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

    I can last as long as you can.

    (I have a thick head.)

     
    At 3:31 PM, Blogger ArtfulDodger said...

    Oh my, the plan accelerates does it? May I mention at this point what a beautiful woman you truly are?

     
    At 6:57 PM, Blogger DZER said...

    I can't wait till part 14!!

     

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