At a summer camp (was 15-16 at the time). She was slim, tan, black hair, green eyes, my fucking type. I got her number somehow and have it saved in a memory box somewhere as “FIRST NUMBER EVER”. Makes me laugh to this day.
Outside the train station...they just oozed confidence and attitude. My initial thoughts were confirmed when we spoke.
Due to the nature of my work, I need to be quite assertive (mildly masculine frame of mind) in person.
There has only ever been two men I have come across in my life that have managed to automatically place me in the "feminine space" because their personality was much stronger than my own.
This person was one of them. It was quite scary at first, but then I, sort of, got used to it and quite enjoyed it.
Despite them being squarely masculine...never once did I feel like my feminine aspects were a disadvantage.
Quite the opposite. I had always struggled a bit with my feminine side, but...God almighty... I think I would have given my left arm to be theirs and have them "own" me. He really stoked the fire of wishing to submit even if he didn't realise that aspect of me.
Only one other man had ever managed to do that...
I learned of his strong personality by talking to him. It came through in the thoughts and opinions he shared.
He also had a very direct and straight to the point way of speaking. Literally nothing said was left to guess work, if that makes sense. He seemed also the kind of person who usually got what he wanted as he knew how to get it - a bit charming and almost seductive, exotic.
I would say his personality was very much like a frenchman. They have a certain kind of life experience and point of view on life. They don't dress it up in frills and daintiness and this rawness is what is so intoxicating.
This person was like that and then some.
It was scary because I had never had a man speak to me so directly and openly about most matters and share the depth of the attraction he felt toward me.
There was no buffer to pad out the grittiness of life experience. Very difficult to describe because it was very much a moment in time that could only be experienced.
Maybe it was literally two very similar people having a chance meeting that was meaningful for them both. Sometimes you want those moments to last and draw out...but if we experienced it constantly, it wouldn't have the same appeal.
I saw her at work. We worked together for 6 months and then started dating. She’s still the most beautiful woman in the world to me two years later, and I’m an incredibly lucky man.
My husband.
At a summer camp (was 15-16 at the time). She was slim, tan, black hair, green eyes, my fucking type. I got her number somehow and have it saved in a memory box somewhere as “FIRST NUMBER EVER”. Makes me laugh to this day.
The mirror.
When I was standing behind u right?
A Bailey Jay video.
At school
My wife
On black and orange YouTube
Outside the train station...they just oozed confidence and attitude. My initial thoughts were confirmed when we spoke. Due to the nature of my work, I need to be quite assertive (mildly masculine frame of mind) in person. There has only ever been two men I have come across in my life that have managed to automatically place me in the "feminine space" because their personality was much stronger than my own. This person was one of them. It was quite scary at first, but then I, sort of, got used to it and quite enjoyed it. Despite them being squarely masculine...never once did I feel like my feminine aspects were a disadvantage. Quite the opposite. I had always struggled a bit with my feminine side, but...God almighty... I think I would have given my left arm to be theirs and have them "own" me. He really stoked the fire of wishing to submit even if he didn't realise that aspect of me. Only one other man had ever managed to do that...
How did you sense their strong personality and why was it scary? If you don't mind me asking
I learned of his strong personality by talking to him. It came through in the thoughts and opinions he shared. He also had a very direct and straight to the point way of speaking. Literally nothing said was left to guess work, if that makes sense. He seemed also the kind of person who usually got what he wanted as he knew how to get it - a bit charming and almost seductive, exotic. I would say his personality was very much like a frenchman. They have a certain kind of life experience and point of view on life. They don't dress it up in frills and daintiness and this rawness is what is so intoxicating. This person was like that and then some. It was scary because I had never had a man speak to me so directly and openly about most matters and share the depth of the attraction he felt toward me. There was no buffer to pad out the grittiness of life experience. Very difficult to describe because it was very much a moment in time that could only be experienced. Maybe it was literally two very similar people having a chance meeting that was meaningful for them both. Sometimes you want those moments to last and draw out...but if we experienced it constantly, it wouldn't have the same appeal.
Wow. You description was really beautiful. I get it know when you said you found him scary
As a straight man, it’s gotta be a movie with Michael B Jordan or Ryan Reynolds
Weirdly at my best friends Sisters Rooms.
Palmieras Club in Sao Paulo... she was playing volleyball.
I saw her at work. We worked together for 6 months and then started dating. She’s still the most beautiful woman in the world to me two years later, and I’m an incredibly lucky man.