To My Favorite Friend Fred…

Dear Fred,

Its been awhile and I miss you. When you were here the other day my busy schedule did not allow us to spend the amount of time together as I wished and I regret it. I will get to see you when I get to Freeport and during our video-chat sessions, but nothing beats seeing you in person.

I just want you to know that even though we have been out of touch for a while that I think about you often and I love you. I appreciate the length and girth of the friendship that we have had over the years. You are like no other friend that I have had and I thank you for that. For being so upright and just being a warm soul that knows just what to do to make any bad mood go away.

I thank God daily for you Fred, without you I don’t know where I would be. Such a beautiful being. I am really blessed. Thanks for everything!






Oh Semester’s End, Wherefore Art Thou?

School is taking FOREVER to close! These 10 days are dragging by so slowly, especially since I gotta be awake for the majority of it to get all of these my last assignments out. I went to bed at 7:25am yesterday morning and I had to go to a class at 10. But I am never able to fully rest properly because my brain doesn’t turn off.


I really just want to take a break from all of the stress of school and the stress of being away from my lover and the stress of sleepness nights, and long days.


From The Pages of Cosmo (In Honor of my Lover Touching Down in Nassau Tomorrow.)

I’m gonna get laid… SO yeah… I’m going here! If u are a prude I suggest you avert your eyes!



Her Secret Sex Fantasies

Newsflash, men: Your girlfriend has a very naughty inner life. Here’s how to become a part of it.

Read more: How To Satisfy A Woman In Bed – Women Sexual Fantasies – Cosmopolitan

In the August issue of Cosmo, we revealed the meaning behind three common secret sex fantasies that women have. But here’s the thing: This kind of advanced nookie is not a solo sport. The next time you’re talking secret sex cravings with your girlfriend, here’s how to turn her wildest fantasies into tantalizing reality.

Her Fantasy: Doing It In Public
She likes the idea of the public no-pants dance because it’s a form of rebellion. Women don’t often break the rules, so acting out in such a sexually charged way can be a massive rush.
Make It Reality: Go in for some semi-public fondling
Run your fingers up her thigh and under her skirt (under the table!) when you’re at dinner in a restaurant, or take her hand and press it against your package if you’re feeling frisky at the movies. No need to take it any further than that—just letting her know how riled up you are can prime her for some amazing sex when you get home.

Her Fantasy: Being Dominated
When you restrain her, it means she has permission to experience pleasure without having to worry about being “good” in bed or returning the favor (at least for the moment). It’s also enormously erotic knowing that your whole attention is focused on her.
Make It Reality: Tell her what to do
If she’s expressed interest in being dominated and you’ve talked about it in advance, the next time you’re hooking up and she reaches to caress you, remove her hand from your body, pin it above her head and tell her she can’t touch you until you say so. If she seems into it, get a little feistier—grab a tie or a scarf and bind her wrists to the bedframe, and then make her beg for you to kiss her (or do other things).

Her Fantasy: Getting It On With a Stranger
Sound familiar? Women and men can both feel drawn to anonymous sex, which feels completely free of the mundane, day-to-day aspects of more serious relationships.
Make It Reality: Pretend to be strangers
Unless you guys are in an open or semi-open relationship, you and your girlfriend probably aren’t cool with allowing third parties into the fold. But that doesn’t mean you can’t change up the dynamic between the two of you. Head to a bar, and pretend that you’re strangers and you’re picking her up. Then continue to stay in character back home.


Read more: How To Satisfy A Woman In Bed – Women Sexual Fantasies – Cosmopolitan

Guess Who’s Coming To Dinner?

In two days (including today and tomorrow) Pretty Boy will be here!!!

My Pretty Boy!

How awesome is that? I have not touched, felt nor smelled my lover for about seven weeks now… I am DYING over here.

You hear me?? DYING!

I feel like a child on her first trip to Disney World; I can’t think about anything else and still asking mom “Is it Thursday yet?”


You guys have NO idea how long it took for October to FINALLY get here! Getting past that long drawn out month of September was simply torture! Thank God we didn’t have to deal with an unnecessary 31st day. I wouldn’t have be able to stand more random days in some random month getting in the way of me seeing my heart again.

I AM SO EXCITED I can hardly stand it!!!

*Tight happy face*


Missing: One Beautiful, Brown Eyed Lover

“Distance is not for the fearful, it is for the bold. It’s for those who are willing to spend a lot of time alone in exchange for a little time with the one they love. It’s for those knowing a good thing when they see it, even if they don’t see it nearly enough…”

I know that soon enough I’ll get to see that smile that makes my heart leap. I won’t cry tonight knowing that tomorrow soon comes.

“True love doesn’t mean being inseparable; it means being separated and nothing changes.”

“Some people search for their entire lives for what we have and never find it. I won’t give up. I’ll fight for you.” 

I miss my lover!

Oh God, why does this long distance thing seem SO much harder than I remember? I can’t sleep without hearing the pounding of his heart as I lay on his chest. Or without touching him with my foot. Or without knowing that if the power goes out or if I hear funny noises or if we’re in the middle of a thunderstorm that he’ll be there to hold me in his arms- even if they fall asleep.

I miss the smell of him, and the feel of him, and the taste of him, things that Skype can in no way, shape or form deliver. I miss him waking me up with a kiss in morning when he gets off his night shift, even though I only fell asleep only an hour before. And I miss him contouring to my body like a puzzle piece that fits.

I miss sitting up til the crack of dawn, sometimes just in comfortable silence, yet somehow more content than I could ever be with conversation. I miss the opportunity to wake up in the morning to a bowl of cheese grits with some eggs and bacon, in bed. I miss going to the kitchen at 4 in the morning to cook some jerk pork chops, and have him be right there to eat it with me.

Its only been two days and I mourn for my shelved life, my real life. My heart aches and longs for the comfort of my best friend, the touch of my lover and the love shared with my husband!

I miss my lover!

The very beat of my heart