Hot and Bothered

Silence.

Breathe in. Take as much air as you can, be greedy until you can no longer accommodate more air.

Breathe out. Give as much air as you can, be generous until you can no longer supply the world with your air.

Breathe in.  Feel your chest expand as the air fill your lungs.

Breathe out.  Listen to the whisper of your lungs as it communicates to the world.

A moment of pause.

Think about what you and I just did. It's as if we are making love to the world, we engage with each other as little as just exchanging of air. There exists a big interaction going on in the world. We are all connected to one reality. 

Anyway, enough of the zen stuff. I can almost  talk about anything. So the dilemma of the first post I know is very crucial so I've decided to interact with you as much as possible, allowing you to stimulate most of your senses. So I'll just layout my plans for an easy read.

Sight. Be a voyeur to my visual interests. I'll strip down and reveal photographs. Just watch.

Hearing. Come over here, let my vibrating whisper of music help you get in the mood.

Smell. Come closer, get curious. Follow the smell that will send in spark to your mind. Suggestion of different kinds of fragrances that will help you achieve climax.

Taste. Stick your tongue out. Don't be shy. Discover different food interests. Don't talk when your mouth is full. 

Touch. Feel yourself, don't worry no one is watching you. Get comfortable. It's only me getting you sparked up with my thoughts. It is only when you feel like exploding, that satisfaction can be achieved.

I can talk about almost anything. Give me your resolve. We'll discuss.

But if you refuse to communicate, just read on. I'll earn your trust. :)

Now that you've read everything . That's who I am. I can be as naughty as how I am nice.

Allow me to be your secret affair. I can be your dirty secret.