An Online Romance
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My screen froze, unable to type or refresh. I shut off the computer
to reboot it so I can log back in again. Leaving her upset makes me anxious I fear she will leave like the last time. When she was gone for two weeks, upset, depressed and lonely. I called and got her to get back online so we could spend more time together. Finally the computer is started again. I log in and sign into messenger she isn't on. Gone and no emails. Now I will have to wait and see if she signs back in or emails. Call her? Nah I will wait a couple days then text before calling. I should not have mentioned I had an email from Rachel. The moderator I was involved with in another forum. This stupid computer messing up on me it seems to go down when it will hurt her the most. Right after she voiced her concern over Rachel.
Now I wonder ,"maybe she thinks I left mad"? Maybe "I should call her now"? No, crazy I am over reacting. As Tyrina would say, " Stop it butt-tard". I dread going to bed not knowing if everything is going to be OK. I wake up thinking of her I go to bed writing poetry to my mind, of our time spent together. I never write it down I don't want to remember it I want to learn it new each time I think of her. And feel it as I do her, fresh and exciting. I shut down the computer and go to bed.
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In box reply. Tyrina : Did your computer freeze again? Sorry I went to bed upset about Rachel. I have trouble understanding why you would let her PM you. If you didn't talk to her then I believe you. Well I am fine now. As a matter of fact I am doing laundry.I just took a load out and put on the line . it's such a lovely spring day. I thought about you all night. I am wearing that button up blue and white dress you saw in the pic.The one you said you wanted to remove by unbuttoning it with your teeth . I loved the way you described that so vivid. I get excited when I think about it. I have to go. Tyrina, ttyl sweetie.
In box reply. Tesral : I was worried. Thanks for letting me know every things OK. I didn't return Rachel's PM. I told you I am not going to talk to her. The blue dress the cotton one that begs it be removed a button at a time , while I kneel in front of you and aggressively bite at them until the dress is finally free and your soft delicate body is exposed? lol umm thats hot! Here Tyrina this is for you dear. That dress and you out of it:
It gives light to my Imagination and you outside under a clothes line working tirelessly and effortlessly all while wearing your sensual nature . The beauty I see astounds and enlivens me .
I can smell the suns warmth on the clothes and catch a scent of the crisp scented air from your perfume and the fabric softener. Aromatic intoxication that gives me cause to want you and those scents of decadent flavors. That’s a picture I cannot stop from feeling while I dream it! You at the clothes line your dress softly flowing with the wind. The line a flutter from your hurried pace as you hear the rumbles of an approaching storm in the distance. The tension rises and you feel rushes of excitement , then a hand firmly covers yours. Its mine. I close it firmly around your hand and force my body against yours and putting my face next to yours. Keeping you from turning around. The other hand moves your hair away from your face, so I can softly lay my cheek next to yours. Then I say," the clothes can wait. You and I can't! The storms about here and and I cant wait any longer for you to get done and come inside". My hand searches the front of your dress for the buttons. Starting at the bottom I undo them. My pace quickening as the thunder rumbles in the distance," Help me dear, start at the top and meet me". The wind starts moving leaves in the air. The day now alive and moving around us. While our own storm of togetherness and desire pushes us in need of each other . The clothes on the line whip under the current of time as the weather changes to ominous and our mood to lustfulness. The wind blows your dress and opens it making the cool breeze caress your rosy skin. Turning you around I let my mouth rush to yours as we kiss, I feel you raise my shirt up and tug gently on it.
Now we know this the moment of passion holds us. Removing a sheet from the line I let it fall to ground .
Instinctively we follow it. Laying on the ground hearing the storm feeling the wind and being captivated by us and this," now of tastes to your innocence and the secrets your body has yet to reveal to mine".
There angel. Vivid enough? Tesral. lol
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In Box Reply. Tyrina : That clothes line and us under it!! That was so hot I liked it a lot dear. *winks*, *smiles*, *tastes finger*, lol. I really would love to feel you against me. Your body pushing onto mine your cheek laid on my neck your breath blowing harder over my skin giving me chills flowing over my bare breasts and nipples. You pulling at my clothes in a hurried pace , I am getting excited just thinking about it.
Oh hon. its been awhile since you were romantic. I like the naughty fun too. Just that sometimes, I like to hear your heartfelt words and see the sweetness from your fingers. Kind caring missing you, Tyrina
In Box Reply. Tesral : Me to I like doing it. Times like these I get overwhelmed and dream and feel and want then-God I need you Tyrina.
Do this for me angel...
...Take some stationary fill your heart with thoughts of us then let the joys and sorrows from your tears fall to write, “this, our thing “ for you. Then fold it with care and needing then seal the envelope with a lips moist kiss- and send it to me. I’ll frame it and set it here by the computer so I can see it everyday. Then in times when I need us, to make me complete. I can look at it and let my mind, glad heart and heavy soul see the stains of your love so that in those moments I can be made whole again. Love TesralDo this for me angel...
