Crook of the neck!

Have you ever just wanted to lie your head in the crook of a man's neck? You know, that place where you nose is inches away from taking in that scent only describable as "pure man". You know the pose where you're S shapped against his side, top leg snaking around his legs, nestled in close!!

Ahhh.... [big exhale]... Thats what I'm in the mood for right this second. Where I wish I could be more than anything.

The place where I find peace deep down to my pinky toes. The place where nothing else matters. Complete and utter relaxation. Complete sense of the world being exactly whole for that split second..

I've been thinking a lot about love in the past few months. How do you know when it's really love? What are the warning signs!!

Is it when you're out in your sharp digs and you feel goose bumps at being with such a hot piece of ass..
Or is it in the moment that you're being sarcastically teased for something that is quite embarassing and you just grin and nod like you're not phased..
Or maybe it's when you're discussing for the hundred time where our people have descended from (and you swear you can call it quits any second if you have to have this conversation onE MORE TIME!!!)...
Maybe its the way that he calls you Spanky, rubs your head, or makes sure to go around to the passenger side of the car EVERY TIME to open your door...


I think mine is in the crook of the neck! It doesn't get much better than that... For me, as Peter Pan once said, that's my happy thought!