12-27-2018, 02:34 AM
Hey gurls. Yesterday I had to get a propane tank filled up. Those things are heavy, and guys handle heavy stuff for us gurls... Anyway, the guy that came out to help me was probably in his mid to late 20s, had cowboy boots on, those heavy duty work pants, heavy jacket, and a baseball hat. Nice and trim and I'm sure muscular. I caught myself looking at him (I was off to the side so it wasn't obvious). When I got to looking below belt level, I stared wondering what was behind that zipper. I started imagining all sorts of naughty gurl thoughts. If he would have turned around, caught me staring, and smiled at me; I swear I would have asked him to take me somewhere - NOW! That is the first time I've done that. So, I don't care how I'm dressed, or completely undressed, I am a woman, who thinks like a woman, feels like a woman, dreams like a woman, and desires like a woman. That 'male' part of me died somewhere along the line, Michelle just didn't realize it until recently. Now she wants to come out and play, and in a big way! Love you all, Michelle