Since I was 13 years old, every boyfriend I ever had pretty much came from the Internet.
I basically reduced vast amounts of world-changing technology and advanced circuitry to a fancy machine for talking to boys.
Our method of communication has evolved and has shifted from moving pens and papers unto moving messages through electronics and the use of world-wide web.
We all know how important our communication lines are, and how often they should be open, but there is nothing more superior to being able to have sex via Skype anytime anywhere by using the palm of our hands.
We're a totally relaxed proffesional and descreet couple that enjoy all that life has to offer.
We have a fabulous life, an amazing relationship and totally in love and whenever possible we escape to Mallorca to have fun in the sun on our boat.
Ordering one up is sort of like picking a song on the jukebox, watching that electronic arm grab one from its slot and deliver it to you. For someone with low self-esteem, who had rarely gotten any kind of sexual attention in real life, going online was like falling down a rabbit hole into a life I had previously only read about in the "Sweet Valley High" novels I mulled over -- the kind of life where boys and men want to "chat" with you, and sex with another person is a tangible possibility.
Although experienced we're in no way hardened swingers, we have been to various parties and events, mainly to Libertine clubs in Paris where the atmosphere is decidedly chic and sexually charged.
We'd love to meet a like minded couple initially to flirt with over cocktails and then if there's a spark then let the sensual fun begin.
He places both of his hands around my waist smiling looking me and up and down commenting on what a perfect size and height I am for him and I look even more beautiful in person than in my profile pic.
I watch him pop the cork on the chilled champagne which spills and splashes out into two glasses; he shoves a couple of big fat juicy strawberries into the glasses and quarters the remaining strawberries with a sharp knife.