We had a pretty laid-back weekend, and, as is Charmer’s style, that meant that we also had lots of time to flirt and play. Again, I’ve learned new things about myself.
While we were lounging around on Saturday, for example, I found out that I have a smell when I’m denied and lookin’ for love. What? A smell? Talk about giving me a complex. She was just laying on my leg and grinning and I asked about what – she let me know. She liked the smell. Not like it was overwhelming (she says) or anything like that, just a pleasant sweet smell. I told her I was just pushing out pheromones to try to entice her into bed any way I could muster.
