Ragdoll's blog: "good stuff"

 " I could watch you sleep for hours" ... I was taken back..coming too

and realizing he was sitting indian style on the bed, looking peacefully at me.

I focused a lil more wondering what time it was..How long had he been sitting like that?

"Good Morning Beautiful..."... "Good Morning", I managed to say.

Realizing extreme thirst, I searched for the bottled water I hadnt finished earlier, eased up on my elbows and took a drink to kill the dry throat.

"Its 8:20 am, he said. "Oh my, how long did I sleep?" " Give or take..about 3 hours." "I'm sorry I fell asleep..."

"I'm not! ", he said firmly, "it gave me a chance to look at your beauty... uninterrupted...."     I could feel the blush rise to my cheeks. With those words, I melted. I dont know why, but that was the sweetest words I could ever wake up to.

I really didnt know what to say, The last time I remember any man just watching me sleep and not sleeping with me was when I was 16. That was too many moons ago to think about what that was like.

He interrupted my thoughts by saying..."Hey beautiful are you hungry? I want to order us some breakfast, I know this great lil place! "

He was on the phone and placing an order before I could wake up enough to say no...    He asked how I liked my eggs, I said over medium with the yellow semi hard on top and bottom but still soft in the center. But hey scrambled works for me...!

Im high maintenance in the egg department I gathered...!

He put on his shoes and made his way to wherever breakfast was coming from. His house was everything you'd expect from a bachelor, He had all the boytoy electronics...nice change from the empty beer cans and pizza boxes you would associate with bachelorhood. But the king sized waterbed, full wave action is what got me. I hadnt seen one set up in many years. I still have mine, but its been packed up since 1999, stored away in the forgotten recesses of the garage. Evidently I took a 3 hour nap on his , falling asleep watching the weather channel....my favorite show.yeah..right!

I peeled myself up and out of the bed..remembering why I did not elect to have mine set up anymore. You just look stupid with your butt sinking down into it, trying to use your arms to catipault yourself up and over the bumper rail padding.....and this bed was on a low pedastle anyways! I felt the elevation was already below sea level! Im glad he wasnt there to see me feel like a retard.

Breakfast arrived along with a cold fresh bottle of water. I graciously accepted his kind gestures. I didnt know how well breakfast would go down. I am not much of a breakfast eater. I usually have to wake up, get a cpl cups of coffee down me and be awake a few hrs before eating. But I had always been taught to mind my manners and not offend. So I tried to eat and carry on pleasant conversation.

" I could look at your eyes forever.. Your Eyes are so beautiful" You have very beautiful lips.

Toast stuck to the insides of my throat! I need water!!! Drink woman drink...! This is coming on heavier than the butter on the toast...What do I say? How do I handle this. This is rattling my chains and I havent been awake an hour yet, and no coffee to jump start my brain cells...think woman think.....what to do? I looked at him deeply squarely in the eyes, with all the confidence and politeness I could muster and said..."Thank You, Those are very nice compliments. You are very kind to say those things." It is very nice to hear!"

"Those damn eyes of yours are gonna get me into trouble woman"

" I hope not" I responded...."Really Im harmless"

"Maybe so....But Im not," and with that he leaned into me and kissed me softly, with the invitation to return to his bed to spend the day. "I could definetly cuddle with you all day and be happy" he added. A flurry of emotions and hormones surged to the surface. Here was the oppurtunity, here was the situations all girls dream of. When a guy will take your hands after breakfast and dance to Kenny Chesney songs with you in the middle of his floor. Dip you so deeply that you thank God youre the most limber gal your age on the planet.This could be good.........But what do I do?

"Thank You for the lovely thought, But I really must be going. Thank You for breakfast."  I didnt want to leave but I have to keep all dignity intact....

Let me walk you to your car....( A real gentleman too!) He leaned into my window and kissed me so softly so sweetly. I was Melting inside.

I drive away feeling like a class act! The best kind....keeping virtue mostly intact...Leaving the scent of me behind, lingering in his mind... My eyes..those damn grey wolf eyes with the yellow ring around the centers...he will remember them. And hell yes my lips are soft, but they are only for the man I love deeply and passionatly with every part of my soul..and no other. He comes to me in my dreams...and loves me like no other can...He consumes me in the nighttime hours leaving me drenched with dew from my own body....arching up for him as I sleep...talking to him in a language that only lovers deep in the night can understand............ I know why he could watch me sleep for hours...I dance for my dream lover every night....

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