OK kids, this one is for Kirby, so you can change the channel. Or you can be little peeping Toms. Your choice.
My Kirby,you make me feel all the best feelings I have had in years. Though you don’t know why, you have saved me from myself. Pulling me out of the depression that I have not been able to shake for a time. It is not terribly deep or dangerous, but it was there.
You said I saved you. From boredom or an unsatisfactory home life, possibly. We have helped each other in ways I am not sure we can put to words. But the fact is that we were put in a position to be an important aid to each other.
Since meeting you I have been happier, I can breath easier and I don’t suffer the doldrums any more. I has been weeks. As we get more time together, I feel as if there is healing going on.
The gentleness of your touch, the sweetness of your lips, your patient manner and your delightful candor make my world right. This works out in real life. You are magic.
Hope this makes you smile at work.
Your Pox.
Every so often I read the sniggering comments by bloggers who think Second Life is nothing more than a mash-up of The Sims and cartoon sex.
Sometimes it is.
But I’ve found it’s a place where personalities shine, the beauty of a person’s spirit easily eclipses their physical appearance — a refreshing change from our looks-are-everything society.
And its here that I’ve found Pox….and words can’t begin to describe what she’s done for my spirit and my outlook on life.
Pox, even if we don’t see each other on a daily basis, your posts and blog entries make me smile and feel that all is right with the world. You make me feel wanted and desired — which doesn’t sound like much, but try feeling unwanted for awhile; the feeling of being desired by someone is intoxicating.
A pesimistic person once told me that happiness was the absence of misery, whatever you felt when you weren’t angry or sad, the clean spots outlined by crap.
I was beginning to feel that way when you entered my life; now I’m happy most of the time simply because I know that one way or another you are in my life.
Thank you.
Your Kirby
PS…fear not, fellow readers. I’m sure tomorrow we’ll be back to our usual smut-riddled exchanges.
For those desperate for smut, see Pox’s entry about her clit clip…