This little one is called "Fate"...
An group of us girls were sitting down talking about what sort of guy would be our dream lover...we all wrote down on an piece of paper and put it in an hat...we all closed our eyes and whos ever piece of paper came out we would create..(did i say we were all good witches, as in "charmed")...
Anyhow mine was pulled out and i had to leave the room because the other girls had to do there thing but what i didnt know was that they were going to add some of there own bits to him..as time went by i got abit worried and had an peek through the key hole..nearly sent me blind because it sure wasnt the guy i dreamed up just better...I was asked to come in and see the finished masterpiece..he was perfect from the tip of his head to the tip of his toes and all mine..the girls said what ever i wanted he would do or get...i asked him sit down on the sofa he sat right down..i sat on his lap and stroked his ponytail..he put his big strong hands on my thigh and the look in his eyes said he wanted to kiss me..as much as i as hungry for him as he was for me i wanted him to wait to be asked..when i asked him he was so passionate i thought he was going to kiss my lips off my face ..step by step he was getting more and more eager..i said whats the rush..i like things slow ..so i can feel every moment
and to taste him on my lips for hours...hows that ?..
Let me think !!!
Maybe we should just close our eyes, let our imaginations run away, and stop thinking so much! 
