i just finished baking buttery lemon bars for michael.
oooh, i called him michael.
it rolls off the tongue nicely.
mike had his choice of goodies that i would bake for his birthday, and he asked for the lemon bars.
they are cooling as i type. and he's getting valentine cookies, i had baked.
i could open a damn cookie business.
last week i baked heart shaped sugar cookies with orange flavored pink icing. some with heart shaped sprinkles.
am i good or what?
the way to a man's heart is through his stomach rings oh so true.
mike said i was spoiling him.
probably.
i said it's his birthday, he's entitled to be spoiled.
not mention i might fuck his brains out afterwards.
ummmm... i'm trying to be good about it all, but hey.. all i can think about is him...
wrapping all my limbs around his incredibly muscular body, and have my lips lightly touch his smooth skin, and take in the smell of him.
god, he's orgasmic.
the thought of him sets my thighs on fire.
i figure if i don't anticipate so much... everything will go smoothly... so i'll go to work tomorrow. come home at 7:30pm... and take a shower... and just hang out.. until.... whatever...
*sigh*
1:25am - 2001-02-14
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