Thanks to Hedone for the heads up about this week's TMI questions being posted. Just a few simple questions, and then one reeeeeeally heavy bonus question. Good Lord, did the last one make me think! (and squirm, and breath heavy, and blush)
Here we go :
1. How many states have you had sex in? How many countries? Yes, Oral counts! All sex acts– penetrative or not– are sex.
I've had sex in...*counting*.......definitely 8 states. Maybe 1 or 2 more.
I've had sex in 1 measly country. Boo. Boring. I know.
If my husband would get on a plane I could add a few more, but sadly he's deathly afraid of flying.
The last time I was in another country was 20 years ago. Well....I did have an interesting flirting/eyeballing thing going on with a guy in the travel group, but nothing came of it. He was too old for me and I was engaged.
2. What do you think is the sexiest piece of clothing a man/women wears on a daily basis? e.g., bra, jeans, sundress, dress shirt, etc.
For a man - hands down a white button up shirt, untucked, with the sleeves rolled up. In jeans. Barefoot. Wearing a bracelet, wristwatch, or maybe a ring. Shirt can be buttoned, unbuttoned. Doesn't matter. Adam does this look justice. I don't know why I like it so much, I just do. Oh - Rob can rock the look, too.
3. Would you date yourself? Why or why not?
Hmmm........so many variables. Am I a guy? Do I prefer sassy, curvy, kinky, fun-loving blondes with just enough moxy to make them hard to handle? Yes? Then abso-fucking-lutely. I should prepare to have my world altered.
4. Which muscle do you work the hardest: brain, heart, mouth?
Most definitely my heart. I wear it on my sleeve, and that's not always a good thing.
I don't hide my emotions, good or bad, and despite how confident and practical I can be, my feelings get hurt easily. I'm also very protective of people I care for, so when they hurt, I hurt.
5. Fill-in the blank: I’m a total priss when it comes to _____ .
My hair. I'm vain about my hair when it matters. When I want it to look good I've been known to stomp my foot in frustration at it's lack of cooperation. And throw brushes at the vanity. And curse styling tools. Maybe that's more bratty than prissy. I'm not really a "prissy" girl, per se.
Bonus: Describe your darkest fantasy.
With the right man I could seriously get into power exchange. I have dominant tendencies and a sadistic streak that I would relish in releasing on a beautifully submissive male plaything. I can think of nothing sexier and more fulfilling than to hear gasps, moans, panting, and pleading from a combination of pain and pleasure. I would plan out a scene where each command was followed by an agreeable "yes ma'am". He would be bound, at my mercy, and loving every minute of it. Teasing touches interspersed with surprising glances of a flogger, drips of candle wax, or a controlling yank of his restraints. Oh, the things he would be begging me to do.........and I would do them.