Leave one memory of you and me together. It doesn’t matter if I know you a little or a lot, anything you remember! Next, post this in your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you.
(Icon is a cool memory I have of a friend giving me a place to belong last Thanksgiving. Uhm, I didn’t need to explain that. But I wanted to.)
Our little outing to see the Leather Pride flag raised in the Castro.
One of my best dates ever.
Playing in the hidden cove at the Beach
With Cole and your nephew, Genius. That was a fun weekend.
Re: Playing in the hidden cove at the Beach
Very interesting weekend. It is very likely to be my last at the beach.
Your look of wonderment when I understood during our scene in Portland.
You doooo get it. And it is really amazing. And I’m still grateful.
You know… March isn’t that far away…
Hmmm…..Which to choose. Today I’m liking “hanging out at your house on Valentine’s Day, telling stories over cocktails, laying on the floor, exchanging massages and hair caresses.”
Ooo, I change my mind, I want to use this one, too!
I’m also a fan of “naked hot-tubbing at your old house ’cause dancing was cancelled” and “getting laced into my first corset” and then there’s DHP, but that one’s private. 😉
*lick*
At P’s birthday party, when you thought it would be fun if I flamed you.
You hurt my feelings!!
Well, you didn’t ask for just the good memories. I have those too, but you can often learn more from the bad stuff.
Holding hands/snugling durring final sing out at Dickens. You really helped me feel part of it all, and less like an outsider/stupid newb.
Thank you.
The funny thing is, you helped *me* feel like I wasn’t the stupid newbie/outsider. *hugs*