It all started with a dream...or was it a fantasy?  Perhaps it was both.  All I knew was that I wanted him more than any man I had ever met.  Although he was tall, dark and undoubtedly  handsome, there was nothing "common" about him.  In fact, I was so aroused by his mysterious & very deliberate nature that I would lose myself in his stare.  The way he spoke, the way he dressed, the way he smelled.......  He was the embodiment of all sexual energy & I was drawn to him like nothing I had ever experienced.  He intrigued me from the moment I laid eyes on him, and my desire for him ran deep.  But I didn't know just how deep until the first time he would touch me.  But of course I played it cool because I was petrified of making a move on him & being rejected.  Our lives were very different & intermingling the two could prove to be a very toxic & volatile combination.  However, I've always been turned on by  danger...and soon I would find out that he was too.

Someday I hope to finish this story.........

But Excalibur has become a drug.......and I have an addictive personality.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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