Since I downloaded the ibook app on my gorgeous phone, I’ve downloaded a whole bunch of books from epub bud.
I am now reading said books.
All stuff I would not buy in a shop – that i leave for my Pratchetts and Kings.
The stuff I downloaded would be classed as bodice rippers 😉
Makes time pass by pleasantly, and makes me realise just what i’m missing.
Or so the writers would have me believe!!
What I’m beginning to realise while reading these books and talking to the random dudes online is that I’m more inclined to be sensual.
Dudes on the other hand are more inclined to be sexual.
And it seems that there’s a radical difference between the two!
There’s a big difference in gently kissing my neck and jumping in, trying to bite my jugular out!
There’s a huge difference in reverently caressing my breasts and kneading them like it was bread dough!
An enourmous difference between being called the most beautiful woman in the face of passion and being asked – “You like this bitch”
Again – kissing me, sort of tasting me, much different from sticking your tongue down my throat and slobbering all over my face – I do have a shower you know! And I make good use of it 😉
Between holding my hand while we’re having supper and trying to get my dress up around my hips before we’re out of the restaurant – big difference!
Not that everything does not sometimes have it’s place.
I mean a bit of rough and tumble is not always bad.
Can be fun too.
Unfortunately not all the time!!!
And therein lies the problem.
The difference between dudes and chicks.
Apparently, ne’er the twain shall really meet…