Sitting with my friends I sipped a Coke from the can, sulkily the chill penetrated into my marrow. The discothèque was jam-packed. I was concluding my twelfth summer holiday. A recluse botched to find a date my acquaintances teased me.

At the rear of the lounge there were a hilarity of boys. The taller one was our school’s football team captain. My eyes adored him on numerous occasions. Sometimes I felt he sensed my love for him.

I always hid behind my friend when he was around and then pilfer a gaze from him.

Finally, Clara trapped me!

She unearthed my squirt love at her birthday party when she introduced us. We danced together that day and then came Valentine’s Day. He came with a rose and a warm kiss. We walked towards the outhouse in the ranch where we hugged and slept together. Two affectionate lovers tasting the flamboyance of love sandwiched in lust. His hand slithered on my bare body waking up the warm stream in me to be snorted. I snorted like a mare in gallop. When the whole lot ended, I turned to weak spinach. Today you fly F-16’s across the world. You endorse the conceit of your homeland. Yet, in my heart you prevail.

When the time comes drop in, I will wait.

I will be in Vernon, B.C. March 7^th 2009. If you should wish to see me please let me know in advance.

Thanks Brandi

The Horizon

The horizon had already turned reddish as I sat quietly in my long balcony avidly holding evaporating steamy coffee in a long ornamented cup you had gifted on my birthday. Love had been engraved deeply in my heart. The emblazoned sun was lingering, trailing from tranquilized Far East. Today is Thursday, the day you firmly promised to show up.

The day, when for the first time, I joined to learn salsa being a recluse I squealed into a corner. You were dancing when all of a sudden you halted, walked towards me and clasped my hand. With the clank of instruments overflowing the vibes, ignoring staring eyes, we walked out and sat in a column outside the building.

Dismayed, however trust mellowed affright in my heart and stood profoundly anchored. You asked my name, then cracked jokes. Though startled, I never forgot to laugh. Unveiling bashfulness revere surfaced and hailed romance. The days passed; ardent passion nested somewhere amply hatched; sumptuously filling constellation of dreams and blossomed alike. On my birthday we checked into a small room in an old inn. Predilection ripened into rapacious voracity in lust. Your rigor turned high as the storming heat in your veins raged on me. On a dilapidated cot we found asylum in cold night.

The storm retreated leaving everything in lull and our sticky skin soaked in sweat. Today you promised to arrive after a long year in Boston. The waves are still high in me. So are the tides of lust.

I still yearn for that moment.

Today might be a good day to treat and pamper your self!

Surging sensation excited all as sundry St. Valentines’ Day arrived yet again. The cadence of melody and band that erupted vacillated my fervor and love.

Adoringly, I danced in the multitude without noticing your presence. A gentle smile bore a thousand springs on your face as it ignited a form of commotion. Nestled romance in my heart surfaced once more as you seized my hand with a soul stirring experience for the first time. Vehemently I obeyed starring at your eyes. We sat on a concrete bench in the park devoid of uttering a remark. Slowly the fog filled in the sky; we walked in to your lodge.

You grabbed the celebration of covetousness that made amorous excitement again stand as ravenous insatiability. Ardor festooned the delight. I sensed the high deluge of waves and storm in your veins.

Severe cold was outside.

You reached your zenith.

You left your habitat. You’ve never had a consort such as this before. At last the benevolent night retreated, giving space for the crack of dawn. Still you might be ruminating the moment we celebrated; it might have echoed in your reminiscences eternally.

Just come again.

In an awful cold winter the energetic blizzard was coming from the west of the bay as I stood at the shore gazing at the mast of your blurred ship which looked like a buoy from far. Like a seasonal bird, you surfaced. Your smiling face was reddish. I knew you missed the joyous rapture that relished in depth. Covetous, I placed my hand across your shoulder. As our foreheads briskly raged closer, we stood impetuously staring at each other. Temptation drove us to the circuit house where I stripped and stood naked before you. I found the profound rage of blood turning your iris a fiery red as the storm in you was awakened. The ravenous pleasure in your imagination took us to an impetuous place of pleasure.

As you rejoiced, I was fulfilled with an ultimate hail of your wetness.

Then you vanished leaving memories to blossom and turn fragrant. And, it did. Still waiting, hopes swing like butterflies.

Knock again; I am here but not forever!

I leered at the ascending sun far from the eastern horizon as I sat on a rock. Ticklish reminiscences perturbed my heart like ripples. Eluded, at a reception, you lured me to dance. I was reluctant, yet my compatriots dragged me into the crowd. I was dazed and melted into the rhythm of Jazz. As we dashed into the middle of the crowd, we danced until we couldn’t go any longer. The day had gone like that. Your desolated heart wept silently in despair as I waited at the door. Then we sat at the pool. I was feeling drowsy and I dozed into the pool chair. In my dismay you landed in the morning after a dreadful journey piloting an Airbus across unfriendly weather. You never forgot this destination of mine. I stood like a doe in front of your perennial love. No deities could thwart my love from you. We shared mesmerizing moments sitting at the shore pelting stones. Holding my hand you chattered a lot. Our eyes whispered something no one else heard.

Envied by everyone, I owned your love and asylum.

Come again and celebrate!

 February is here whether we want it or not.  The good news is we are another month closer to spring.

This month I will carry a 2 hr special for $425.  I will bend over backwards to make your trip to Kamloops unforgettable! A little bit of innocence and a lot of seduction. I am Independent, so there is no agency hassles.

Enjoy this super bowl day!

Brandi xoxo