Friday, May 28, 2010

Happy Memorial Day

This is my last post till next Tuesday. I am headed off to the Keys this weekend. My parents have a vacation home there so we will be hanging out by the pool, go boating, and cook outs. The kids love it and it will be relaxing. The past couple of weeks have been stressful so this will be a good get-away.

I wish all of you a Happy Memorial Day weekend and lets not forget the reason for the holiday. If it went for our brothers serving our country past and present, we would not have the freedoms that we should cherish every day.

Have a happy, fun, and safe weekend.

The Marina

I wrote this story a long time ago when I was visiting Boston. I thought I would share with you although it is pretty vanilla in comparison to my other stories.

It's cold and dark. We are standing on the dock outside the restaurant, gazing across the marina, the wind is blowing. I have only a thin sweater on. My nipples are hard. You stand behind me, your arms around me, you are kissing my cheek, and your hands are roaming inside my sweater. Further up, your fingers reach my breasts, and come in contact with my perky nipples. I feel your hardness growing in your jeans, pressing into my bottom. There is another couple a few yards away, watching you fondle my large, firm tits. They smile and turn away, giving us privacy. I turn around and kiss you on the lips. "I want you, now" I whisper. A grin passes over your face. You have an idea. You have the combination to a friend's yacht. You grab a flashlight from the glove box and then we head down the ramp to the dock. You stop by a large sailboat, must be 50 feet, beautiful wood trim. We climb on board. There are no lights, the hatches are closed. I hold the flashlight, you undo the padlock. The hatch opens and we climb down the companionway. It's dark in the cabin. It is stuffy, smells a bit damp. You lead me through a door into the cabin. It has large galleon-style windows in the stern, and the moonlight is streaming in. You take me in your arms and kiss me. I'm impatient to fuck. I start unbuttoning your shirt, pulling it off, running my hands across your well defined, muscular torso. I undo your belt, and pull your jeans down. You are wearing boxers, and there is a tent pole sticking out, so I know you want it as much as I do. I slide my hand inside, feeling your hardness, fondling your balls. I pull down your shorts with my other hand, exposing your cock in the moonlight. I push you backwards onto the berth. It's high off the floor, ideal for me to take your cock in my mouth. So I do. You have a nice size cock, thick, circumcised. I slowly take it in my mouth, little by little till my lips are buried in your pubic hair. Slowly I withdraw, then once more envelop your hardness in my greedy mouth. You groan as my tongue dances along your shaft. My hand fondles your balls gently. Your hands gently run through my hair as I suck you, I know you want to fuck my face hard but you are such a gentleman, you restrain yourself. "Come up here", you ask. I hop up on the berth and kiss you. You grab my sweater and pull it over my head. I am braless, my nipples are hard, you caress my breasts, taking a nipple in your mouth. I am impatient and undo my jeans. You look admiringly at my naked body in the moonlight. You bury your face in my crotch, and with your teeth, you manage to remove my thong, exposing my pussy. I shaved just for you, but left some hair above my slit. You spread my legs and dive in, I am very wet, your tongue snakes across my clit, opening my lips and sliding inside me. I moan appreciatively, pushing my pussy into your face. You are good, your tongue gets all the right spaces, and soon I am squirming and moaning, I am so excited that I am ready to come right away. Oooooohhhhh....

Thursday, May 27, 2010

The Office

Your fingertips startled me when I felt them trail down my spine. I hadn't heard you come into the office. I had been leaning over my desk concentrating hard on my work at hand. Of course, I don't mind the intrusion. I especially never mind an intrusion from you. You murmur hello and kiss me gently on the cheek, your hand still rubbing up and down on my back. You are close behind me now and I can feel your hard cock through your pants pressing against my bottom. You tell me you were thinking about me. I move back into you slightly, grinding my hips as I do. You push back, pressing your cock harder into me. "What were you thinking?" I ask. "That you needed a break," you said. "Mmm, do I ever," I reply. I begin to turn around but you firmly but gently hold me where I am. "No," you say, "stay right here. Don't move. Don't lift your hands off the desk." I hearing jingling as you pull some change out of your pocket. You place a coin on the top of each hand. "These are to stay on your hands. Don't let them fall off." I groan with pleasure from the implication behind your words. "Ok," I whisper. Your hands move back to massaging my back. Then move down to my bottom, rubbing it, feeling it. I love your hands. You kneel down behind me and slowly push my skirt up. I can feel your hot breath on the back of my thighs. A shiver runs through me when I feel your hot wet tongue lick my thigh. Groaning, I shift my legs apart for you. My panties are now fully exposed and your hands are roaming over the soft silk. I feel your fingers move up my slit, my panties are already soaking wet. Your tongue licks across my hip, swirling gently down to the inside of my thighs. I feel a fingertip hook my panties and pull them off to one side. I tense with anticipation. I need you so much, gasping as I feel the intrusion of your tongue on my pussy. You are lapping at me, tasting me, tasting my wetness. I shudder and spread my legs wider. Your tongue moves it's way up to my clit and skids across it. Oh god, my legs shake. It's there now, You send electricity through me. Your fingers have moved to my pussy, slowly pushing inside me, rubbing, stroking. The feeling is overwhelming. I need to have all of you.

Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Overnight Fantasy

It has been quite some time since I have had sex. I am getting to that point here I am going to explode. Last night I had this daydream as I was lying in my bed trying to fall asleep. This is when my imagination goes wild sometimes…

Take off your clothes and get on all fours and kiss my feet.
Yes Daddy…I can hear the sound of his belt being taken from the loops of his jeans. Thick with the scent of fine leather.
WACK! It takes my breath away, just a bit. To grab my attention. WACK!
To your knees. I need to you suck my cock.
I do so. I love to suck Daddy’s cock. It is hard and so inviting. I love to lick it up and down then wrapping my mouth around the head. I can feel the belt on my back. Daddy moves it up around my neck and then down to my ass. It makes me feel so close to him. Daddy looks at me and tells me to stand up and then to get my spreader bar. I obey his every command and he ties my hands to each side of the bar.
Daddy then orders me to bend over. I am a bit nervous because I know what is going to happen next. Daddy snaps the belt. It is loud, my hands curl around the bar for support. WACK! WACK! WACK…Don’t cry out. WACK (harder now) WACK (ahhh, this hurts) I said don’t cry out. WACK! WACK ! WACK! I can feel my ass start to burn.
Then the belt is now in front of me. He makes me open my mouth and I bite it. I am holding on to it tight as Daddy forces his cock deep inside me. He is pounding me faster and harder. All the time, holding on to his belt like a bridle. My hands still tied to this bar. Daddy gives me one last smack with his hand. Then he releases himself and releases me.
Daddy was my cowboy for the night. Riding me and forcing me to obey his commands.

It was quite a fantasy in my head. I must really need to get laid. I am such a slut.

Tuesday, May 25, 2010

I'm Honored

A couple of months ago I posted about a man who was gracious enough to get me really great seats at the Bon Jovi concert. He is one of the followers to my blog. Anyway, we have been friendly with each other for some time now and recently we have become closer. He does not live local but I enjoy his company over the phone and on the computer.

I wanted to give him the credit for being there for me during this difficult time. He has given me the attention I so desperately seek. The guidance of a Master that is leading me the way. The discipline I would be so lost with out.

I am honored that he is my mentor until I find a suitable Dom / Master. That is what Daddy’s do. They protect, advise and care for their baby girls.

Monday, May 24, 2010

A follower's story with me in mind

Sometimes I get emails from my followers that really get my attention. This is one of them. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

I awoke this morning to the sound of someone downstairs . . making a pot of coffee? Then I smiled . . streeeeeched and rolled out of bed . . started the shower and stepped into the rather large terrazzo tiled shower to cleanse my body for her. It was not long when I felt someone wrap there arms around me from behind . . her lips on my warm, wet skin as her hands explored my abdomen and then my nipples (mmm!). She pulls herself tight to my wet body from behind and lets her hands slide down to my pelvis and my now hardening cock. I lean forward in the shower . . with water cascading off my shoulders I feel her kneel behind me as her lips begin tracing a path down my lower back . . her hands now on my smooth, boyish lil bubble butt (she tells me she LUVS it). I feel her hand go between my thighs to my smooth balls as she caresses them firmly . . then grasps my now fully hard 8c cock. Mmmmmmm! Her tongue is licking the water from my ass . . dipping lower as she spreads my cheeks and flirts with my tight lil ass! OMG . . my lil pet truly knows how to get me soooooo HARD! She plays there for a moment, all the while caressing my balls and cock . . then turns me . . places a hand on my stomach and proceeds to engulf my cock to show the true purpose of her mission. She continues to massage my balls as she works over my thick cock . . water cascading down our bodies as she moves her hand from my balls to my cheeky butt and PULLS me down her throat . . now there are VERY few women that have ever shown true DT skills, and my lil pet is truly an expert at this. I watch in lust as she withdraws, then slowly but very deliberately takes my cock the full length down her throat! I can't help but wonder if when I cumm (and Ooooh I WILL!) will she pull me DEEP and have me cumm down her throat . . or back off, open her mouth and stroke me off to her porn style expertise (LUV this!). I want to hold off and enjoy this scenario but her skills soon have me panting with lust . . Daddy wanting to see the satisfaction on her face as she drains me completely! I keep telling myself there will be time later to breed this lil pet . . till my cumm is dripping down the inside of her thighs! Luv that thought . . OMG it begins to send me over the edge . . so I hollar out, "cumm on baby! suck Daddy's cock good . . tell me you want my cummm!" She begs for me to cumm and soon enough I let loose with a torrent of cummm . . grabbing her head and choking her by thrusting my cock deep into her throat . . mindless of whether it is good for her or not! It is for ME!

It suddenly becomes apparant that we are still in the shower under a warm stream of water as my lust subsides . . and I look down to see my lil pet licking my still engorged cock with a devilish smile . . "oh Daddy, you came soooo hard . . I could hardly swallow it all!" Magic words for this sweet lil pets playful Daddy . . don't you just LUV a dedicated lil pet?

Friday, May 21, 2010

Sad news

Well I guess it is time for me to break the news to the world. Earlier in the week Master C and I broke up. Or at least we are taking time apart from each other for a while. I am missing him but this is for the better. We had been seeing each other for almost 7 months but sometimes it takes time apart to realize what you are missing.

So for now I am single so wish me the best of luck. I hope I don’t feel lost without a Master there to guide me but I have not given up on finding that perfect Dom.

I have a big weekend planned with the kids so I will be keeping myself busy. I hope I am not bringing you all down by telling you my sad news. Have a great Friday!!

Thursday, May 20, 2010

To My Dear Followers / Friends

How well can you get to know someone online? Can you believe everything they say? It is truly any different then meeting someone in a social setting, such as a bar or club?

For the past 8 months that I have been writing my blog I have met some wonderful people. (only one in person, Master C) I have become close with some. A couple seem to really know me. They know just how I feel and support my life and are there for me at any time. Then there are others who I like to talk to who really don’t have a clue about who I am but they are funny or have some sort of special feature about them.

I don’t have much to say about this subject except I wanted to give a shout out to all the people / followers / friends that I have met over the months. I think you are all great and love each of you.

With love

Wednesday, May 19, 2010

Just Thinking

What do submissive women look like? Despite the blogs I follow and the people I have spoken with online, I have never met one in person. I am the only submissive I know. Do submissive women look like the photos that I see? Because if men think that is what I look like they would be sadly mistaken. Now, I don’t think I am ugly nor do I think my body is that horrible but I do not look like one of those women in DV’s blog, Fantastic Ass Friday, for example.

I am just a plain girl, a family girl, a girl who loves to dress in comfortable clothing with a cool pair of sandals. I am quite, and have a caring demeanor about me. I love kids, animals, and a good book. I enjoy going to dinner or a movie. (OK, I enjoy doing anything outside sitting at home ) I live a pretty vanilla life but behind closed doors I love being my man’s submissive and sex slave. I want to be collard by him and be completely dominated. I want his love, his concern for me, his discipline.

I wonder just how many submissives are out there just like me and no one knows.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Crazy Fantasies

Sometimes when you are home alone for long periods of time you end up fantasizing about living a life that is so unlike you. At least this is the way I see myself. Last night I was dreaming of taking a trip to Vegas. I had a layover in Dallas and when I caught my connection flight I sat next to a very handsome, older man. We talked a bit when he placed his hind on my leg. Feeling a little nervous about this, I continued to let him move his way up my leg and between my thighs. I was wearing a short skirt so before I knew it his fingers were caressing my clit. Wet and horny I placed my hand over his and pressed him into my drowning pussy. He fingered me for most of the flight… What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas!!

Sitting at the bar quietly listening to some live jazz music. A woman approaches me. Makes small talk. She is tall and attractive. I have never been with a woman but I can see myself possibly being take by her. Then a gentleman walks up to the bar and stands right beside me. He bends down as whispers in my ear, choose who you want to be with... Impossible decisions!!

It’s early morning and he get up and starts the shower. With glass shower doors showing off his naked body, I can’t help myself but to join him. I love to wash his hair, soap him down, and after I make sure he is clean all over I show him my oral skills... Love shower oral sex!!

I know these fantasies are all over the place. I am not sure what it is that turns me on about them. The first 2 fantasies I would never see myself doing but I find myself getting turned on by near thought of experiencing these acts. Do you have an off the wall fantasy? I would love to hear about them.

Monday, May 17, 2010

Lost Memories

Sometimes when Daddy hasn’t been over in a while I start to think of other encounters I have had over the years. I know I should not do this but I just can’t help it sometimes… A man who I knew that lived in Boston once wrote a post on my blog (this is an old blog I no longer have) We met online almost 10 years ago. We have met several times over the years and to this day we are still close friends. The story he posted was when I flew to Boston about 8 years ago. I had the time of my life and thought I would share his point of view of what happen.

The evening had come to pass after a long joyful day of love making. We had teased each other from afar for so long, with late night phone conversations that continued into the dawn. The shyness that new lovers fell was absent from our first encounter. There was a feeling of familiarity about her, but the total excitement of the first sex was fully present as we dove into the soft linen sheets.

As we strolled through the park, I was startled at how beautiful she was against the autumn dusk, with her hair reflecting the color of the changing season. I could feel my life changing with the season, and I knew I would never feel the same again about myself or the world. This girl was special, maybe too special for me, a lost wretched soul.

We stopped in front of a group playing pickup basketball. In the dim light, we could see the peasant folk walking their dogs for the night and enjoying the few remaining pleasant nights before the scourge of winter.

She abruptly stopped and took my hand in hers. I could feel her life beating through her veins faster and faster as our lips touched. I remember feeling her hands on my body, working down my back gently measuring every inch like she was drawing a map to my heart.

I looked into her eyes and I could see the vastness of her soul through those eyes, stretching out like some undiscovered land. I wonder if anyone had ever explored her soul and what they found, what would I find if I dared to enter.

She sat down on the bench and looked up at me with a sinful grin. She pulled out my cock and looking around to see that people were watching, she took it into warm, wet mouth. My cock immediately came to life and seemed to grow larger with each breath.

I could hear her breathing becoming deeper and faster as she licked my swollen head. The basketball players were now stopped and watching intently as she moved her tongue around my balls.

A pair of well-dressed dog-walkers, were now stopped 10 feet from us with their mouth's wide open, as I shot a huge load into her inviting mouth. She continued her soft sucking until I was soft.

She looked up at me and laughed and began to playfully run away. I caught up to her, wrapped her in my arms and whispered into her ear… "I think I have always loved you".

Friday, May 14, 2010

Lonly Night

Happy Friday! It has been a long week and all I can think about it Daddy. At night is when I miss him most.

I haven't been fucked in a week, I need to cum sooo badly. It’s hot outside, and so is my bedroom. I lay on my bed, naked, fantasizing about you, your hardness inside me, the heat as we make love... my hand is touching my pussy now, my fingers spreading my opening wide, carressing my nub, ready for your thick, long, throbbing cock to plunge inside me... but you are not there. Tonight you are away. No use to me at all. I have to do something to ease the tension, I need to masturbate, I need an O, a big O, and I need it now. My fingers are frantically thrusting into my soaking wet pussy, but it's not enough. I want you, I want to feel you inside me. Stretching me, filling me with your cock, pounding me ... Where are you when I need you, Daddy? I reach into the drawer where our tools of sex are kept, I pull out the big dildo, it's almost the same size as you, eight inches of hardness, but it doesn't feel the same. Oh well, it'll have to do...

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Morning Orgasm

Once again I awake feeling horny and a bit lonely. I want to feel Master / Daddy next to me. Last night at about 1AM I had this image in my head….

I want to awaken early, draw the sheets back gently to see your stubbly face, your naked body, your hairy chest, your dark nipples, your cock nestling peacefully in its curly nest. I want to take it in my mouth, feeling its softness turn slowly to a raging hardon as I suck it slowly, waking you gently. I love to see the grin that spreads across your face as, eyes still closed, you realize what is going on. I want to feel the gentle thrusting up to meet my mouth as I devour your cock. And when all pretense is over and you open your eyes, and I know that the moment is near. I stop sucking your rigid cock and move up to straddle it. To slide your big thick cock slick with my saliva into my dripping pussy. I start to fuck you while rubbing my clit furiously. When you reach up and pinch and twist my hard nipples, I’m trying to hold back my orgasm till you’ve given me the command to cum. My pussy begins to spasm, and I ride you hard. Finally, you give me permission to release my juices, then to feel you cum deep inside me. When I collapse onto your chest, and kiss you deeply, feeling your cock soften inside me. I miss you Daddy…come home to me.

Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Changing Of A Name

A couple of weeks ago one of the blogs that I follow posted a survey as to what you call your Dom. Recently, I came into a conversation with my Master (that is what I call him) and he asked me to change his name from Master to Daddy. I do not have a problem with this but I was wondering why? Does the name mean something different? Is it he likes the sound of it better? Or is he playing on my submissiveness?

I would love to know your thoughts…

The Catch Update

Last night was a bit disappointing. Not to much happened. It seems the producers of the show have really cut back on the footage on the King Crab season. Maybe this is because they will probably focus a lot on the death of Captain Phil.

But even if the show wasn’t full of excitement I still love to watch the guys fish. It is the end of the season and it looks as if the F/V NorthWestern is on top with the most pounds of crab with the Wizard in second place.

Tuesday, May 11, 2010

5 Reasons How I Want You To Use Me

1. I want to feel your total control. I want to stand before you and to submit to your every demand.

2. I want to feel your domance. I want to know that the only choice I have is to be with you. All else is your demands.

3. I want your discipline. I want to know that there is structure and you enforce it with love.

4. I want you to treat my body with appreciation and to use it as you see fit.

5. I would love to go out with you and for us to be in a D/s role. Maybe go to a swing party or club. And for me to be your pain / cum slut.

Just some simple thoughts that I am having today.

Over the Weekend

Happy Tuesday morning… I had a busy this weekend. Yesterday, my daughter’s dance studio put on a dress rehearsal for their big end of the year show. Well, this is also one of the biggest fundraisers of the year to send the competition dance team to Nationals in Orlando. So I was in charge of feeding 300 kids and their parents. So it was a weekend of preparation. Long hours of cooking, running around, organizing…but in the end it all went well and we are a little closer to our goal.

As for sex this weekend…it was non existent. I am sexually frustrated. I figured after my horny post last week that Master C would have come right over and would want me to serve him. But he was working all weekend and was not able to come over. So here I sit…frustrated and wet with passion, waiting for release, hoping to serve.

Tonight is Deadliest Catch night. I hope by seeing all my favorite men working hard will help me to think about their well being other then my sexual pint up frustration.

Friday, May 7, 2010

Do I Sound Horny?

The sent of a man…A real man. I just love it when a man comes home after he has been working out. The smell of sweat, the essence of hard work. I just want to strip him nude and lick his body suck his cock. I want to see his muscles and have him show me his dominance. I want to feel his strength, feel his power, feel his animal instincts in me.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

My Thought for Today

I am quoting a good friend of mine…”Submissiveness should not be mistaken for weakness” Over the last few months I have been reading a lot of blogs about D/s and what it means to them. I have also listened to email that I get from those who happen to cross my blog. And I come to the conclusion that most (mostly men) are really into the sex and not so much into the mind set of a D/s relationship.

I spoke with DV (has his own blog, dauntlessvitality) this morning online. He is a great writer with wonderful incite into D/s. We were talking about this subject and we agree that most people think it is fun to be controlling and to dominate a woman in bed. And we both feel that it is so much more then that. It’s about love, caring, trust, respect, discipline, consequences, knowing your role in the relationship. After you make this commitment, the bond that you share together will be strong and hopefully will only gain strength.

Wednesday, May 5, 2010

A Wild Ride

Well it has been 6 months since Master C and I met. It has been quite a ride. I was new to this scene and really didn’t know what to expect. Could mental and physical pain really turn me on? Being forced to do something that I would never consider myself doing outside my fantasies? To be someone’s true sub. There was only one way to find out, to just jump in head first.

The first time I met Master C was in my office. Thank goodness I work for a small company and everyone was out for the day so I was alone. I am not the type of person who would have a one night stand but when Master C walked in….I think I was undressed in a matter of minutes. It was great sex, great orgasms, a great thrill. It was total mental domination. He made me wet from the start. I couldn’t even thing about how crazy this was.

The first time I was given pain by Master C was nerve raking. He had warned me it was going to happen. That if I was a true submissive I will be turned on by it. I realize now that the pain I received that day was nothing like I experience now but at the time I was very sensitive and any slap or pinch or restraints were painful. But Master C made sure I was able to handle anything he was giving me. He would check my pussy and I would be dripping in wetness. All I wanted to do was to feel him penetrate me. The true submissive came out in me.

I work real hard at making sure my Master’s needs are met. It has been quite a learning curve and I have been punished many times. And in the end I find myself wanting to please him. I want to feel his acceptance of me. To know I am his sub and to know he wants to own me.

I still have internal struggles about D/s but I have learned to trust my beliefs and to do what I think feels right.

The Deadliest Catch

What were those Captains thinking by putting those kids in the water with a storm approaching? It was dangerous and stupid. I expected better from Sig and Phil, 2 experienced Captains…Now I know there are a lot of Captain Keith haters out there but if you ask me he is a great fisherman and a good guy. He filled his quota first and he reached out to John Hillstrand after John got into that fight with Keith on the first episode. Keith in my opinion is a stand up guy and was the bigger man in all this. Fuck John!!!

I know I sound crazy on Wednesday mornings talking about this show. It’s just that I am so passionate about it. Men risking their lives to make a living in conditions that most people couldn’t imagine. I love being a Catch fan and love to share my excitement about the show.

Tuesday, May 4, 2010

Before Death

Do you tell your beloved that he or she is exceptional?

If you were to die today, would your last moments be spent regretting that you had not sufficiently expressed your love and appreciation for those you love, or would you at least have the comfort of knowing that those you leave behind know how much you love and appreciate them? Would you be regretting not having done everything in your power to have the best relationship possible? Or would you at least know that none of the time you had had together was wasted?

How about yourself? If you are not happy in your romantic situation would you change your dynamic. Would you leave them or try to change the relationship? Is this how you would lead your life to the end?

I am in a chatty mood today. Tonight is Deadliest Catch night. Just a little reminder to all those Catch fans out there.

An Evening of Sex

I got the text “I’m on my way over” So I rush up stairs and get all the items he requires I have for him. A damp cloth for cleaning, lube, paddles, rope, spreader bar all within reach. We do not always use these items but he wants them close just in case. Then dressed in something sexy with no panties on I wait for him to walk through the door.

I greet him with a hug and kiss. He needed to get right down to it so he walked me to the bedroom. He had been working all day and wanted to lay there and be satisfied by my mouth and hands. I do this. He is hard and ready for me to climb on top of him. He wants me to cum over and over again and this is a feat I have no trouble with when I am with Master C.

I was on top, bent backwards, him on top, cradled behind me, more oral, a double hand job, ass play…you name it. I loved it.

The thing about great sex is waking up the next day feeling refreshed.

Monday, May 3, 2010


January – May is the best time a year in South Florida. That is my opinion anyway. The weather is in the high 70’s and 80’s. Not to much rain and hurricane season has not started. I used to live in a house with a nice size back yard. Being in a sub tropical state I have grown many types of fruit. I have grown grapefruit, bananas, lemons, oranges, strawberries, tomatoes, and pineapples. But I have never been able to grow my favorite…apples. I know that you have to have colder weather so here is what I planned.....

I have a follower who lives in Michigan. He is a very sweet man and I asked him if he could do me a favor…That I want him to plant an apple tree. I didn’t think he would do it but sure enough this weekend he bought 2 apple trees and planted them.  I love my trees. I can’t wait to get the first edible fruit.

Now I don’t know about you but knowing that there are guys out there who are willing to do such nice things for me really turns me on.