As I sit and sip on my favorite coffee, I am reminded of all those I have shared moments with. Many have tried to take me, blame me, and restrain me, but I am too wild for just one.

I am unable to be defined because I am never the same. I grow, learn, and change each day, becoming more. My curiosity always leads me to know, do, and explore more.

I am grateful to each person who took steps with me. Each is responsible for lessons learned, kinks explored, and curiosity quenched for the moment.

I lust for a woman who can lead my curiosity each day. Who is unpredictable in the way she moves, loves, and fucks! Her body is an endless wonderland that keeps my imagination focused on her alone.

But as I search for her, I do not mind being rented excitement. My fantasy world glitters for a moment brighter than anyone could imagine, but then the reality of my needs sets in, and I become more than they can handle.

I appreciate each woman who steps up to the plate and lets me lust and play. Let me build the illusion they crave. I know I am on their mind when they have those quiet moments alone to lust over memories.

For now, this journey is mine alone. But the temporary companions show me hints of what I seek and let me know sometime soon the object of my desire, lust, kink, and curiosity is just around the corner.

I hear her calling. Is it you?