Oh yeah? You want me to grind down on you slower and harder? I love the smile on your face right now. The feel of your strong hands on my hips… The power within your entire body… This is awesome. Yes! Awesome Yes!
Julia Schnabel
I woke early to feel Julia moving towards me under the blankets. I don’t know how she managed to get out of bed and take a shower without waking me. But… There she was… Her playful giggle barely audible in the still quiet as she indicated with her hands, I should hit the bathroom and then return to her ASAP.
When I returned, she wordlessly indicated what she wanted next and… Well… Who am I to turn down the intimate desires of such a pretty woman?
The last week and a half has seemed like something out of a fairytale turned graphic novel. It was as if she couldn’t get enough of me and wanted me to know she meant it.
Every chance she got she would initiate sex with me, even if it was only quicky sex, sometimes five times a day. And… Um… Trust me, “I’m not complaining!”
We’ve done quite a bit of sailing over the past week, too, in between rainstorms. “It’s kind of cool being outdoors with you, you know?” Julia commented one day while we were out on Lake Hopatcong on our boat. “You have an excellent sense of timing about when the weather is going to turn,” she said squeezing my hand.
I fired off a text to my FBI associates yesterday morning regarding a vision I had pertaining to Dickenson College in Carlyle Pennsylvania and the possibilities it could represent. I got a note back yesterday evening saying, “Disaster averted. Thank you.”
They didn’t indicate what went down as a result of my information and, to be honest, I’m not sure I really wanted to know. So long as no one got hurt, I’m comfortable with that.
Websites have been updated regularly and a hacker thwarted in the process, too. I almost feel sorry for the dumb ass that tried hacking one of my client’s sites from their workplace. But… When you start doing malicious things to others online because you can’t handle the truth when you should be working for your boss… Yeah… “You deserve to be fired.”
I do know that Julia has been feeling a little down of late because she lost a young client of hers due more or less to Cyber Bullying. She doesn’t say much about it. But when I told her about my client’s website and how the matter was resolved… Yeah… “She was ecstatic!”
“The guy does a lot of advocating through that site, right?” Julia had asked. When I nodded, she came over to me asking, “And the mother fucker who used company equipment and company time to try and down the site lost his own job over it because he didn’t like someone posting a truth about his friend?”
When I nodded again, she gently turned my desk chair and sat down on my lap, wrapping herself around me and breathed in my ear, “Good.” Julia then whispered, “That’s probably way less than what he deserves but… Good.”
Julia hung on for a long time after that and I could feel her body slightly shaking in a way that told me she was fighting back tears. Then, finally, she couldn’t and just let go.
I understood. There was nothing she needed to say.
After she pulled herself together though… She had a lot to say in a nonverbal manner in a short period of time. It was hot and one of many hot moments that came to pass over this past week. “It’s all been good!”