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My Mood - Being a<b> photographer </font></b>myself, I have often when shooting people especially women, have them look off camera. I have found myself lost in thought often over the past 24 hours, but trying to stay productive or mingling with someone on-line sometimes. Amy has dropped by twice since we both got the news of Lydia's rather sudden decision and I admit I do feel more at ease whenever she is here. Very late last night while on line here, of course I had my cam on and got to talking to some members here just about random stuff when the topic, what are you into came up. Kinks, fetishes, what pleases me in bed and out of bed and how far would I go to experience pleasure? Honestly, pretty damn far. So at first maybe seven or so people was part of the conversation and as the time slipped by, all but one member here remained and she was from Canada. So we watched each other, at one point she asks me to lower my cam so she could see to which i did and I joined her in masturbating. Shortly after I orgasmed/came the conversation faded quickly and i realized what had taken place although quite pleasing was foreplay, a sort of tease. But it was nice and it allowed me to escape the trance like mode I had been in while spewing out a nice load with no regard the direction it went. Shortly after I hot listed the woman and logged out. It must have been about 3am when Amy texted me asking what I was doing? My reply was that i just jerked off and was in bed and she asked could she come over? I told her I needed sleep but I would call her today at some point, maybe to grab a bite to eat. I slept maybe two hours, I chose the pic for this post because I have always loved it, the mode;, her expression and how she looks off giving you the impression her mind is elsewhere, perhaps reflecting on an incident such as I have been. Much love to who ever the<b> photographer </font></b>is, everything about this shot says something, all you have to do is just look. Everyone have a beautiful day and excuse my rambling of late. Peace TonyK  |
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Look how the light and shadow compliment this picture. She seems to somewhat find some comfort in the shadows
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. Yeah, in my experience the opening line is 'What are you into?' and is usually quickly followed by 'What are you wearing?....... at that point I leave....  xx "People who think they know everything are a great annoyance to those of us who do."
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Is it Amy or Lydia in the picture?
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. Yeah, in my experience the opening line is 'What are you into?' and is usually quickly followed by 'What are you wearing?....... at that point I leave.... xxI am sure you ladies here have heard everything here. lol xxx TonyK
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Is it Amy or Lydia in the picture? In fact I will look now, ciao xxx TonyK
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Is it Amy or Lydia in the picture?
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My absence from my writing contributions here is due to some beautiful changes in my life, the birth of a most precious grand daughter, progress in my artistic projects as well as seeing those close to me living their lives happily. Instead of making this entry a new blog entry, I wanted to add it here because it was a few months ago which my thoughts like the female subject in this pic, were elsewhere. I had been sitting on my patio enclosure nude drinking tea while listening to music by Miles Davis at a low volume, There are wooden slats that make up the enclosure with a gap of I think a half inch in between. I was alone ot so I thought. A voice a mere few feet away asked, " Are you okay?" Looking to the right in the direction of my neighbors enclosure, I could see a woman peering through her slats at me. My reply, 'I'm Good." She asked if she could join me and I without thinking replied that I was naked. Her reply, "Yes I See" Seconds later she knocked .Loud enough I said come in. She walks out to join me . I started to get up asking could I get her a coffee and of course she had a cup in her hand.. Lost for words I just sat thinking- this moment of silence, undisturbed was comforting but in a strange way. Then she asked, So, what's up?" I turned to her and replied after a sigh, " Sometimes I feel so alone." So she leans back and just, listens. I mean really listened.
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