Stolen from the cutest boymeat ever
If you read this, even if i don’t speak to you often, please post a memory of me. It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened.
Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you.
If you want to post something graphic go ahead, but I might screen it cause I want to leave this one public.
Standing with you durring the sing out at Dickens, whispering together with arms round eachothers waist. You so much stronger than the frailty you saw in yourself.
*hug*
You with handcuffs leading me out of the living room at the DHP
Wow, I missed that moment!
It was great. It was very early in the party… I think around June-ish?
I’m not sure if this’ll sound bad or weird or something. I don’t mean it that way.
Lying with you and Raven on my bed, talking about being found, and the feeling of home.
As I told you: it isn’t bad or weird.
I miss being found. I miss being home.
Your first DHP, with the hot black dress and shoes, and your absolute appreciation of my strappy black sandals. 😉 Mmmm, mutual shoe love.
Eeek!
that party was scary! People wanted me to TAKE MY SWEATER OFF!!!
ohmygosh
I remember, back when you were doing theater tech at West Valley, going to a play and seeing you there. You had your arm in a cast, and weren’t at all shy about explaining how it happened (as I remember, it was something along the lines of that you were tied up and fell off a chair. something like that.)
And I stood there being myself at the time, meaning that it was incredibly interesting to me but apparently I succeeded in pretending that it wasn’t.:)
Actually I was dropped at the beginning of a suspension scene. 😉
You sure fooled me.
Just this last Monday at Plough. You were dancing in front of the stage right where I was playing, and at every rotation you blew me a kiss and I made a rude face. Then, on the last pass, you made a rude face and I blew a kiss. Cracked me up.
It’s cause you are too cute for words.
Dark room, bright eyes, nice dress, great legs, fabulous dancer.
*blush*
… you, beigeing and looking at the ceiling, while playing with me at Thunder.
I blame you.
*lick*
I will forever remember the first time I met you at the Plough, when introduced himself to you.
And heck if I don’t remember doing a 4-hand reel with you, J, and at the drive-in to crazy songs.
Good lord am I glad you have a sense of humor about my lack of tact…
Hampster Dance baby… we need to do that again…
Cheesy as it sounds, I remember the first time we kissed, back before you moved and I became GU… 🙂
*snuggle*
Thanksgiving.
It was really a great joy to me to host you for the holiday. It was doubly a joy to get to share you with my in-laws and vice versa. The whole day was so easy and comfortable and family-like in a GOOD way for once, even though you weren’t in the best place coming in to it.
I am grateful for your friendship. You made a difficult day so much better by opening your home to me. Thank you.
“I got cookies!” 😉
Well…
I did… *blush*
I remember the 1st time I saw you in the black latex dress with a cherry on the backside. You looked quite hot.
mrowr
I need to get some pasties glue so that the freakin front of the dress will stay up over my less than substantial breasts.
Mrowr is the memory of in that dress. ::grin::
Kissing and flirting with you in the LGHS theater. Most of us know where that led to.
Dude! I slept with you when I was in high school!
Just 2 words
Monkey F*cker 😉
Re: Just 2 words
My one, my only…
Monkey Fucker. Sir.
Sitting up on your knees looking very pleased with a super girly fluffy nighty on. Very sweet.
*grin*
I so have you snowed…
Lol. Well you looked sweet anyway. 😉
Re: our first meeting
I really liked that moment. It was wonderful.
Memory
Sitting in my hot tub when you got a phone call you were dreading. You crawled up into my lap and I just held you while you talked to the person on the other end. It was an unpleasant call, so this may seem like a strange favorite memory. Yet, it was very flattering that you found in my arms a place of serenity and security. In that moment, I felt friendship, and was happy.
Re: Memory
I needed that support so much. I’m not sure I would have been able to get through the phone call without caving if I had been alone.
Re: Memory
Anytime you need me, I am here for you. I think you know that, though.
staring up at the blue sky and the tops of the trees
bent over backwards so far I’d have fallen over except for your arm around my neck, almost passed out, caressing your leg as you squeeze tighter, no air, and a kiss. Oh, so yum!
Re: staring up at the blue sky and the tops of the trees
You have a special place in my memories too… 🙂
I remember us drinkng and talking at the Food-Shelter-Booze. That is when I was first introduced to your amazing smile. We laughed and talked and had really bad $30 steaks. Then you didn’t go to the wet T-Shirt contest. That was a good day.
Really? You hadn’t seen me smile before then? I find that hard to believe…
Of course I didn’t go. You would have been sad.
Sure, I had seen you smile before that, but that was the first time I saw you Smile. The bewitching, demure and alluring boot_slut Smile.
You showing up at my doorstep in Those Boots.
Hmm. I’ll post one graphic, one not, so you can screen as you like.
The memory that seems to return most often is one of my first ones of you – helping with your birthday spanking at a party in the woods. I think it was one of the first parties you attended.
I remember you wearing a T-shirt with a provocative slogan on it. I can’t remember what the slogan was, but I remember that I knew when I saw you wearing it that you wearing it because you meant it. And I liked that about you.