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7:46pm

I've managed to crop down a couple small enough to post, but I'll wait until we're bantering in real time so that I can remove it right after you've seen it.
 
10:49pm

I didn't write tonight. I'm hoping if I slack, you'll take the lead. He He.

Goodnight beautiful,
T
 
Friday, 8:47am

I'm up early and outa here. I'm working on my devil girl sleeve today and I might try to chase down cutie and get a date. Hope your day goes well.

T
 
Sat., 1:44am

You are very sweet to me and I appreciate your kind thoughts. I'm cautious of speaking about my failed relationships because I don't like to get into self pity. I'm at a loss to figure it all out, but I'm sure it's a combination of my insecurities and my motivations when making a choice. I've been with some really great ones and some really shitty ones. I'm looking for a woman that's at least in her early thirties. I don't want to get seriously involved with a young girl and I don't want one that needs to party all of the time. She'll turn up, I'll just keep doing the things I like to do and she'll appear. Forgive me if I say that I'm dissapointed in what most women find appealing in men. I'm not very good at treating women poorly or bragging about myself constantly, but it seems that if I were able to cultivate those traits, I'd be getting laid more frequently.

I called cutie at her work today and invited her to the shop to see our slide show. She didn't come by and I'm not going to keep chasing her. I've made my interest known and will play it cool for a while. I've been in touch recently with a girl that I was seeing before I moved. We had a great time together and we like many of the same things. Music, golf, swing dancing, hot-rods, etc. She ended it because I don't want to have kids because of my age and we lived an hour apart. She didn't want to move to where I lived and I was planted with a house and a business. We went on a road trip together, towing a vintage 1959 Aloha trailer that I had decked out inside with tiki and Hawaiiana stuff. She recently discovered a roll of film that she had taken and is going to send me some pics. I may send her a ticket to come and visit at some point.

How could I tire of you? My interest in you was immediate and I've enjoyed our voyage so much. I tried searching members alphabetically, but was having trouble skipping to the P's. I'm thinking it must be something like Polipita and I thought I might find it. I'm probably way off. My crush hasn't diminished, I think you are cooler than the underside of my pillow and I wish I could reach out and touch you. I'll look into the Literotica email thing, will that make you more comfortable?

I'd like to get one more diary entry from you before I add my dirtiness. I just love reading you and I want a little more. I won't have the time to write for our journal till after the weekend, I'll be home late the next two nights.

I know weekends aren't the easiest time for you to write, but I hope you'll be able to tell me how the dinner went with chick. I hope she made it out in one peice. You two probably hit it off just fine.

I'm kissing you in the back of a taxi as we drive through the rain.

T
 
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Email

It appears that the service that Literotica used for their email accounts is shutting down next month. It says that any unsaved emails will be lost after that. Now what do we do?
 
Sat., 9:30am

I've had a little soul patch of beard on my chin for a long time. I just got a wild hair and shaved it. I've starving, see ya.

T
 
Sunday, 3:24am

You've given me so much to respond to and it's so late, I can barely keep my eyes open. Please let me respond more fully later when I have more time. I'm very happy for you and your son and the whole thing is very sweet. I had a feeling it would go well, but I didn't expect all of that. I'll get busy with the email thing on Monday. I'm excited to do it. I completely ignored cutie tonight at the bar and she ran out to my car as I was leaving. We were going to hook up later, but I got her voice mail and was halfway home when she called back. It was great, but I'm not going to tweak out or anything. I'll elaborate on everything as soon as I can, I'm going to a show tomorrow night and if the girl I asked to go with me doesn't confirm, I'll ask cutie.

I'll dream of you standing over me tonight and will make other uses for that wagging finger. Kiss Kiss Kiss.

T
 
Sunday, 10:54am

Good morning beautiful. I'm late for work, I hope your day is sweet.

XOXOXOXO
T
 
Mon., 1:00am

I just got in and I'm exhausted. No date for the show, so I took my apprentice's ex. We had a good time, I'd tell you who we saw but then anyone could figure out my location by looking up the tour date for the band.

Your son's romance and the respective family's involvement helps to revive my faith in human nature and it's good to see the better qualities in people and true love. I've been thinking about it today and I'm happy for you.

I'll be in early tomorrow night and look forward to having some time to spend with you. Until then, feel me and know that I'm here.

Love and a pinch,
T
 
Mon., 10:43am

We must have just missed each other last night. You guessed that my Chevy is blue. It's good to know that we're still tuned in. I'm late and leaving in a few minutes. If you get this write back fast and I'll try to catch you.
 
10:58am

I'm going to be late. I feel as though I'm neglecting you and it makes me sad. Maybe that's what you're sensing. I hope you feel extra nasty this morning and write it down. I got no call back from either chick last night. They suck. I'll write you tonight, if you're able to catch me, I'll send a couple of pics.

T
 
Mon., 10:04pm

What a great orgasm to come home to. I really wish I could watch you as you write, I love the images my mind conjours up of you typing and then stopping to feel your wetness. As I was near orgasm, I laid the head of my dick on the little finger of my cupped left hand as I moved my shaft back and forth. The tingling sensation at that focused point at the underside of my head sent me over as it slid along my bumpy finger, lubricated by my pre-cum. I filled my hand with my cum and continued to slide my pulsing head through the gathering pool of semen as my contractions continued to surge for the longest time after my release. I can't beleive how horny you make me. I'm going to write now. I'm not sure if I'll post tonight, but I'm going to get started.

You're delicious,
T
 
Lit. Mail

I'm having trouble of course. It keeps saying there's an error with the password. I'll try to figure it out again later.
 
Mrs. Halverson

Who is this?

P.S.
I managed to submit my request for an email account, but I got no F----ing reply from them????????? They're supposed to send you a confirmation in your primary email and I haven't gotten one. Ugh. I'll keep trying.
 
Tues., 12:53am

I've written a bit and I'm almost caught up with you. I thought I'd take a little time and give you an update on my rediculous attempts at getting laid. As I said, I asked the smoking hot, ex pro (married) cheerleader/bartender to the show because Amy (cutie) hadn't come by the shop or returned my call from the day before and I was giving her the cold shoulder. As you know I didn't hear from the barkeep yesterday and called Amy a few hours before the show and never got a call back.

I had a great time at the show and wasn't too bummed about the whole thing, but then the Peruvian came by the shop today and told me in his mumbling, broken, pigeon english that a certain husband who happens to be in the Coast Guard Special Forces, was looking to fight me. It appears that the other girl behind the bar got wind of the invitation and asked the last of the mohicans why I was asking out a married woman. I'm sure he took great pleasure in blabbing this tidbit to Amy and she realizes that she was choice #2. I told him to keep his mouth shut but no one can understand half of what he says anyway.

I plan on joining a monastary after I cut off my nuts. Do you know of any? I'd let Top-Gun, military dude do it for me but he's only 5'-4" and I'd have to kick his ass. I'm finding out very fast how small my town is.

No word from my west coast girl either. I've left two messages with no call back or email and I'm feeling very confused by the fickle nature of these dames. Any advice?

T
 
Tues., 9:29am

I'm sorry I missed you last night. Your story is fine. I told you how fast it made me come. Please don't be so critical of yourself, I love your writing and I read each line slowly as I imagine the scenario, so it slows it down to the pace that you intended. Mine always seem rushed to me too, but I think you're able to feel the excitement that I'm feeling as I write and I feel yours. I hope that made sense.

I got no reply from Lit. mail. I sent customer service a note, hopefully I'll hear something today.

I hope you can pick up the beams I'm aiming at you from my heart right now. Feel me today lover. At exactly 12:00pm today, I am going to to whisper 'S' and blow a kiss in your direction.

T
 
Tues., 10:06pm

I said (S) and kissed you as I was crossing a bridge to the island and 'Hold on Tight to your Dreams' by ELO was playing loud. I tattooed the Peruvian today and we had a good talk. We cleared the air about a lot of things and he's more goofy than he is sinister.

I have an email account with Infinity Internet if you'd like to check them out. I know you are concerned about Yahoo and I will do whatever it takes for you to feel comfortable. As for my own security, I'm not worried about people reading my mail nescessarily since I'm not doing anything illegal.

I've left two voicemails with my west coast girl and an email with an invitation to come and visit. I'll leave it at that, I'm not going to chase her.

I'm kinda mopey tonight, I think I'll write a little and hit the sack early. You should look at Ifriends site. It's free or it costs $1 or something and you can view hundreds of video clips of people doing cam shows. Some of them are demure, some are raunchy, some are funny, I think you'd be entertained.

I'm off the next two days and should be near my computer. I'll look for you sweetheart, maybe you'll tell me your name.

Kisses,
T
 
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You think I've disregarded your advice but you're wrong. How can I relate the miriad of intricacies invoved in a past relationship in a few sentences. I've asked you to allow me a few days to respond and have the time it takes to really have a meaningful correspondence with you. You looked for me late last night and got upset with my seemingly flippant responses to your requests and advice. I wish you hadn't written in anger and I know that you don't want to leave everything the way you've left it. You've needed me the past few nights and I haven't been there for you. Tell me why you're not sleeping well. Please don't lash out at me, we both know that this isn't Disneyland and that I'm a feeling human being just like you. I'm not giving up and I know that you are going to read this this morning and I'm not going to leave this seat until you come back to me. I'm posting this now with the hope that you'll come to me, but I'm just going to keep writing and posting because I'm too upset to do anything else.
 
I haven't taken your concerns about your privacy lightly, I tried to get a Lit. account and when it didn't go through I wrote to them for an answer but haven't gotten a reply. I've come home exhausted the past few nights and have had trouble with every facet of my life, my business is slow, I had an artist leave, I'm chasing the wrong girls and getting the expected results, I've been in a financial holding pattern, waiting for my re-fi and my house to be finished to rent. Don't take away the one thing that has brought a smile to my face at the end of the day. Tell me you didn't mean it. Tell me you care and that you were mistaken. My apprentice just called to tell me how everything came together for him and the girl he's been interested in and that they started kissing on the beach last night, just when it started to rain. The rolled around in the sand and kept making out as it rained harder and harder. He's had the same frustrations as me and I'm glad he had a great night. My time will come and I'm not self destructive, but I assure you that I'm not right where I want to be. How can a person stay purely confident and self assured after a string of defeats. Life is full of ups and downs and I've had many bright victories in the past year, I'm usually pretty good at staying in a place of gratitude and will continue to do so. I just have days where I dwell on the negative and get hung up on self pity. I know I'm rambling, but I'm typing from the heart and spontaneously writing down my thoughts.
 
I just applied for another Lit. mail account. I'll let you know if they confirm. Don't do it (S), don't ignore me. I can't go on with my day until you tell me that you jumped the gun and spoke in anger. I could tell that you were in a bad place from the negative email you sent prior to the last one. I'm posting a picture of myself. I know you're there. Don't make me leave this picture hanging out in space because it's a really stupid shot of me, but it's the only one I have since I lost 15 lbs. and I didn't want you to see me as a fat ass. I just got a call to surf. We've got some really good waves from the hurricane. If I don't hear from you, I'm going to go get wet. Maybe it will clear my head, it usually does. Write me dammit.
 
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New Email Address

I have a Hushmail address, it's just_for_S@hushmail.com I'm only now beginning to calm down from the storm of feelings your email caused. I don't know if you feel bad this morning or not. Like most passionate women, your mood can change, don't leave now please. Can't you see I'm trying as hard as I can to win your trust and affection. I know you're there, don't keep hiding. Tell me that you care and that you want me to go surf and be happy.
 
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The email address has an underscore between the words that doesn't show up in the posting. Just in case you decide to write me there.
 
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Wed., 11:44pm

I'm home and feeling better after a rough morning. The surf wasn't as big as we hoped, but it was clean and fun. I missed the best part of the swell that came in this morning. Thanks for looking for me. I hope you sleep better. My hand will stay open and waiting.

Love,
T
 
This Sucks

Mixed feelings today. Mostly regretting the retarded shit I said, then deleted. Sort of pissed at the mean things you said, but appreciating the nice things. Didn't sleep much last night and started to write you at 3:30 in the morning, but figured I'd say all of the wrong things. I'm sad that I've opened an email account and it's empty.

Went drining with Dave after breakfast and checked out the progress on his house in the historic district that he's renovating. Mine is still secure and hasn't been bothered again. We walked through a really bitchin' old victorian that is being remodeled. Crazy old staircase and sweet fireplace mantles throughout. I'm going to clean this place today. It's mostly empty aside from my room so I won't have to deal with moving a lot of crap when I go.

I don't do well on these days that I'm here by myself. I call it being upstairs without adult supervision, refering to spending a lot of time alone to think. How can I work without you around to break my balls? I miss you.

T
 
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