Naked Innocence

Growing old is a must, Growing up is a choice. - Someone like that :-D

I remember a time when I could do anything my heart felt like doing. I could listen to a male or female friend sing to me a piece or two from our poetry book back in my younger years. I would smile, giggle, and enjoy their own rhythm version. I felt nothing but pure and innocent excitement.

I remember when a male friend would but his hands around my neck as we walk to the playing ground or to buy sweets or whatever caught our fancy, without thinking if I, him, or anyone would assume he, I, we is gay.

I remember being around female friends taking their bath and I think nothing of it, but just water splashing on flesh. No fear of been called a perv.

I remember telling my female friends how lovely their boobs, ass, or lips look without thinking of how well my dick can fit into their pussy. How they smile and say thank you with complete innocence. For they know I meant it with no hidden motive, and they won't think am a perv.

I remember believing everything I was told (still do until to a greater extent) without doubting the teller.

I remember my innocent year, where did all that essence go?

Now, I can't have a male kiss my cheeks without me thinking: I hope he's not gay. I hope he doesn't think am gay. I hope they don't think we're gay. I can't have a friend sing a song without thinking: is he gay?

Now, I can't have a female friend hold my hands, while we walk without me thinking: does this mean anything other than two friend strolling hand in hand.

Now, I can't have a female tell me how much they appreciate my friendship without me thinking: When are we going to get naked.

I am in a journey for the search of my lost innocence before I lost completely the true meaning of living.

D'NAked CODES

I achieve more when am alone
I achieve more when I think am alone
I swing in space
I cringe in clutter
I'm cold when am lifeless
I'm cold when I think am lifeless
Am high in solitude
I'm alive in pair
I'm more alive in pair
I'm more alive when I think am in pair
-unNaked Soul

My leave is coming soon and I want help in answering this question:

What do you do when you arrive at a new destination?
[a] Explore the whole place, good and bad
[b] Explore only the good places
[c] Explore only the bad places
[d] Wait for information to reach you about the place
[e] Go back

Please pick max of two choice.

unComplicate This

We forgive so that we may be forgiven... to each action its own consequence... we shall bear our burden by ourselves, we only hope to be good and keep doing what we do: Mistakes. - unNaked Soul

How do a young man like me (a reflex flirt) prove his LOVE to a young woman?

How do you manage information sharing with the one you've chosen to LOVE?

Is there any similarities between a LIE and unCompleted Information Dissemination?

What is the chemical composition of the element Tr (a.k.a TRUST)?

I am terrible when it comes to the politics of LOVE. It is more intense than running for United States Presidency.

P.S. This is very Naked. No Joke. No Game. I want answers.

On the lighter side: I had the weirdest dream last night. I was to donate my heart to the one person I do not know. I voluntarily offered to. I consciously offered to die. Now that's scary. I hope am not going to die soon. *sigh* Just in case, who wants a heart?

Surreal

She slapped me a little harder than playful. I gave a confused stare while thinking in my head; What crime have I committed to warrant a slap. I couldn't think of any. I asked her rather dumbly, What did you do that for?

She replied in a stern, firm yet sexy tone, For standing there like a ghost instead of fucking this pussy

In a split second it dawned on me that I was busy gazing at her female Grace-ness, embodied in a Great work of Art only Nature can mold.

Alas! I am guilty. Guilty of not exercising my Nature given right to fuck that pussy.

M CLASS

I was having this discussion at an online forum some time ago about it, and people had their own opinion. Most (if not all) came from the R perspective, but I came from the H perspective, and dropped my opinion as to what drives me.

A lot of people find the M Class a very disgusting ride. Some call it disgusting out of embrassment, some out of frustration, and some religious reasons. I simply find it liberating. I may or may not understand their point of view, but it does not justify why it should not be done.

There are times when u badly want to percipitate, and you grab your keys and turn on the ignition. I'm of the opinion that you shouldn't use any PCT to change your oil or any CCK to gauge your oil level. Though temptation comes, A good hand in time saves 9. I know this from experience and I share with you the truth.

Not riding at all can get the entire engine all rusty and may lead to a sad driving experience when you eventually decide to go long distance. But people are individuals, needs may differ from person to person, but doesn't mean the need doesn't exist.

What am I talking about? MASTURBATION!

It is healthy, and like NIKE: Just Do It if it helps. Cos remember, A hand in time saves 9.

Yea, I know, I've got balls to do a post on M. 2 to be exact.

Still Bloggers

Meeting Bloggers

King Solomon was a blogger, and a very wise/randy/handsome one too. Ask the blogger Queen of Sheba.

Last week Saturday was an awesome one. Bloggers coming together for a drink and then trying to find if the image of each one of us has created for other bloggers match. One thing I can say is, the ladies where PHAT (Pretty Hot And Tempting), and the guys we absolutely cute.

Princessa!!! with her sexy dimple (oh yea, she is sexy). All the female bloggers were so hot and it got me thinking naughty thoughts. The cool thing was, it didn't seem like a first time meeting. It was like we've always known ourselves. Fantasy Queen!!!! ehm-hmm...

Overwhelmednaijababe (whom i was very glad to meet), Simplynuttie, Obiwanne, and Laspapi (satisfied my curiosity) came late. But it was all good. No doubt. Afterwards, I went to this house party I didn't plan for. Left there at about 3.30am, tipsy from champagne, white wine, and Hennessey. I crashed off there sef.

I'm glad I met everyone present.

Big ups to Tope & Tayo.

I said it, 2008 is going to be a blast! And every one of us will certainly celebrate every second in constant roll of Joy! *wink*

Two Double O'Eight

It's 2008, no different from when I wake up in the morning. This time shit don't fool me. But hey, If we live in a Jacuzzi, we must be and act like a Jacuzzite - be completely naked, and enjoy the bubbles.

2008 started with a bang for me, I felt the bubbles. The first exciting new year in my adult life that I can remember. January 1st opened the first miracle for the rest to follow. No doubt 2008 is going to be extremely exciting. I can't begin to tell all that happened cos they are a bit private. But YAY! I can feel it clearly now.

I hope everyone had a wonderful holiday? Mine was a bit quiet as I spend more time in my house since I hardly go out during festive period unless... *wink* But as quiet as it was, I was bubbling inside.

I don't do resolutions but one thing now is standard: Start all that needs to be started, and End all that needs to be ended.

May you all have a bubbling and blinging New Year!