rediscovery of ones personal sensuality
Should one be shamed and stoned for something as natural as wanting to dabble in thoughts sensual, dabble in the sharing of a touch intimate, dabble in a look revealing
and inviting...a kiss possessive and passionate.
Of course, there is a place and time for everything.
When an environment is controlled and safe and there is a guarantee that nothing untoward will happen, the space occupied such, that it lends itself to sensuality erotic
and enigmatic...the invite is one of serenity yet touching the core of ones need to be discovered sensual.
That is the space of a masseuse professional.
Why is it that one may forget the deep throes of passion experienced, at least, at one stage of our lives.
Why is it with time, as we get older, that which was seen as natural and instinctive all of a sudden becomes taboo and neither easily spoken of, related to or acknowledged
openly in public.
What is it that changes with time, making us shy even believing it to be dirty and downright degrading to want sex or simply a bit of TLC. Is it the familiarity of two people
spending days and days together getting lost in the mileau of ordinary life, layer upon layer of responsible living.
The sex drive affected to such a degree, being abandoned, taking second seat to all and everything, all of a sudden awoken by a picture naked, a bottom sexy, a cleavage
revealing, a man handsome, a stiffness of penis outlined, muscles tight, a six pack...makes us cringe for we have forgotten what it feels like to simply enjoy that which
arouses our sense... the unfamiliarity of accepting it as ok to feel such.
Are woman and men affected differently with the passing of time or is that simply a fallacy that eventually became a reality, an urban legend adopted and never
questioned as to its credibility.
And thus the dabbling after hours, behind closed doors on forums anonymous, sites provocative....much on offer that society fears and has labelled taboo.
In all that i have written above ...the purpose being, that sometimes, certain spaces, have their good and their influence positive in reaching out, acknowledging a need, in
the most positive of ways...engaging in an adventure of discovery...coaxed and encouraged to take that discovery home, and have the courage to share it in a space loving
and nurturing...with ones partner new or long term.
The rediscovery of ones personal sensuality and knowing how to harness the new found self.
RB.
and inviting...a kiss possessive and passionate.
Of course, there is a place and time for everything.
When an environment is controlled and safe and there is a guarantee that nothing untoward will happen, the space occupied such, that it lends itself to sensuality erotic
and enigmatic...the invite is one of serenity yet touching the core of ones need to be discovered sensual.
That is the space of a masseuse professional.
Why is it that one may forget the deep throes of passion experienced, at least, at one stage of our lives.
Why is it with time, as we get older, that which was seen as natural and instinctive all of a sudden becomes taboo and neither easily spoken of, related to or acknowledged
openly in public.
What is it that changes with time, making us shy even believing it to be dirty and downright degrading to want sex or simply a bit of TLC. Is it the familiarity of two people
spending days and days together getting lost in the mileau of ordinary life, layer upon layer of responsible living.
The sex drive affected to such a degree, being abandoned, taking second seat to all and everything, all of a sudden awoken by a picture naked, a bottom sexy, a cleavage
revealing, a man handsome, a stiffness of penis outlined, muscles tight, a six pack...makes us cringe for we have forgotten what it feels like to simply enjoy that which
arouses our sense... the unfamiliarity of accepting it as ok to feel such.
Are woman and men affected differently with the passing of time or is that simply a fallacy that eventually became a reality, an urban legend adopted and never
questioned as to its credibility.
And thus the dabbling after hours, behind closed doors on forums anonymous, sites provocative....much on offer that society fears and has labelled taboo.
In all that i have written above ...the purpose being, that sometimes, certain spaces, have their good and their influence positive in reaching out, acknowledging a need, in
the most positive of ways...engaging in an adventure of discovery...coaxed and encouraged to take that discovery home, and have the courage to share it in a space loving
and nurturing...with ones partner new or long term.
The rediscovery of ones personal sensuality and knowing how to harness the new found self.
RB.
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