So maybe I've been through a lot of guys. That finally at 27 I know what good and honest is. I've been through more men than most women my age. I don't consider myself to be a slut, I just consider myself to be lucky. I've learned what to do and how to please a man in bed. I've learned that test driving the car is very important. I love hearing a guy laugh at me and with me. I love hearing all the things most women like to hear. I like a man that is confident with his status with me. That he knows I'm not going to stray just because other men find me attractive. You see, I've been with assholes, and jerk-offs, and never really with a decent nice guy. Well that was until recently, what ever or how ever you want to define us is fine I don't need a title, just being with him is enough. I like the way he looks at me, and how he comes to me, and how he touches me. I love the way he feels and the way my body feels against his. We laugh, we talk, we do lots of fun things together. He makes me relaxed, and comfortable something I've never been with, with any guy. So maybe it's the four leaf clover I found a few weeks ago, or maybe it is just luck, or maybe it's just me that has finally changed and realized what I deserve and what a man deserves from a woman. I'm nicer than I ever was. I'm giving my all this time, and hopping it does not bite me in the ass, no lies, no fibs, nothing but me being me, and me being real.
