Ron1956
Literotica Guru
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Don't worry about how your words came out, I know what you meant and appreciate it. Thanks to all you guys who post and even just lurk... we've really created a pretty cool place here. Damn... there are times when I'm tempted to show some of my other life friends this place... it can be that cool sometimes. Then I'm reminded that this is my dark side and... oh yeah!!! They don't know about this side of me. It's really too bad though, it's sometimes like a waking dream here.
It reminds me of an interesting story from when I was a young girl. My Dad's great uncle was very, very old and I remember that whenever I saw him, he would be talking about his exploits as a WW1 fighter pilot.
The thing was... he'd never been a fighter pilot. Most of the family used to laugh about his stories, but my dad would sit with him and talk. They'd talk for hours and the rest of the family would get upset with my dad for feeding the old man's delusions.
The thing was, it all sounded authentic. I asked my dad about it one time on the way home and he told me that his great uncle had always been enamored of those planes and pilots his whole life and now that he was old and crippled, he had created an alternate reality for himself where his waking life and dream life had switched places.
I didn't understand at first, but he explained that for his uncle... his dreams were the reality and the old man sitting on the porch were the nightmares that the young fighter pilot had.
A few months later, when Uncle Cassie died, I heard people talking at the funeral and saying that it was blessing that the old man had finally passed before his insanity had gotten to far advanced. No one seemed to understand the guy the way my dad did.
On the way home, my dad asked me what I thought... I was only probably 8 or 9 at the time and I asked what he meant. Well, he said... you heard everyone talking about Uncle Cassie and how he was crazy, what do you think?
I thought about it for a couple of minutes and finally turned to my dad all serious and told him that I thought he probably got shot down.
My dad smiled and gave me a high five... my first from him and it seemed that from that point forward, we had a sort of secret between us... we saw things the same way.
So for me, I'm a little luckier than old uncle Cassie, I get to share my adventures with a bunch of people who get it too. These are secrets that just can't be shared with my other friends, so I've been fortunate enough to live both lives...
Thank you all for letting me share my dark, secret life here!
I know that probably all sounds kind of crazy, but you all know that's how I am... a loose canon.
Now for a couple of pictures.
Bobby used to love for me to flash him and often would ask me too. That was the case in this shot, we were outside at some party and he came up behind me and gave my butt a pinch and I flashed him this shot. The flash sort of made my panties a bit transparent.
This second shot was taken when we rented a beach house with a bunch of friends. Our room looked right out on the beach and I couldn't stand to have the windows closed. Bob took this picture as I was sleeping early in the morning as the sun was flooding our room with light.
Well, you know that you are not alone in having a dark side and keeping it secret. We all do. Well, most of us anyway. Some are lucky enough to be able to live outside of Lit, they way they live INSIDE Lit. I am not that lucky. So I too, as many do, share your secret life here. It is an amazing place to just be what you want to be, or enjoy being, at least for a little while. No one outside this site, knows I write erotica, for instance. But, in here. Its all good.
What you give of yourself to us on here is a precious gift and we are all better for the experience of knowing you as the open, honest free spirited beautiful woman that you are. I say thank you for blessing me and Lit with you. Never change. It's the rare women like you that change the world for the better.
