Posted an ad on the craigslist seeking somebody to come over and suck off my horny cock. Within 30 minutes, I received an email from a man claiming to be in his early 50s. He said he is hairy (great!), and has facial hair (great! great!!), but had no pic to send me because he was using his mobile phone. I usually don't like to invite anybody to my place without at least having a face pic. But my cock was so hard and it needed to be drained badly and soon.
A few email exchanged and he rang my door bell 20 minutes later. He might not be very good looking but his facial hair and handyman shirt gave him a rugged look, which often turns me on..
I guided him to a spare room. Without a word, he pulled down my pants and started working on my cock right away. I lied on the bed and just enjoyed his service. It felt really good and I had to pushed him back a little once in a while so I wouldn't cum too fast. He licked my balls, put them in his mouth and sucked on them - it was incredible!
My cock was so hard and precum was clearly visible. This man looked at my stiff cock intensely. He held my cock in his hand and said, "can I put it in my ass?"
Surprised by this sudden request, I hadn't even had a chance to respond, he already took off his jeans and prepared to sit on my cock. That's when I saw his really nice hairy body and firm ass cheeks. Still kind of stunned by the request and at the same time lured by his hairy legs and body, with the help of my precum, he sat on me and I penetrated him slowly. I'm a 100% bottom and the fact that his ass was pretty tight really gave me a sensation that I had never experienced. That was not the first time that I was sat on/fucked somebody, but it really felt fantastic!
He grabbed my ass from both side, trying to force my cock go even deeper inside him. He started to sweat and I was close to my limit. Didn't want to cum inside him since there was no condom, I pushed him away fast knowing I was about to cum. Still in some kind of trance, this hairy handyman wasn't sure what's going on. "I'm cuming.." I almost shouted. He then saw the white cream shooting out from my rock-hard cock. Without any hesitation, he fell to his knees, opened his mouth and took it all in. He swallowed every drop of my cum and touched my body with his hands. My body shivered with pleasure while he lick my now softening cock.
He got up and put on his jeans.
"So what do you do?" I asked.
'I'm a painter. Slow season." That would explain the van he drove him, I thought to myself.
"Did you enjoy it?" with a smirk he asked while putting on his shoes.
"Yeah sure.. more than I expected.." I told him, silly smile on my face, and rubbed his shoulder with my right hand.
"You have my email address. Anytime you wanna do it again.." He gave me a kiss on my cheek. and then he was out of the door.
This is a place where I intend to record my honest thoughts and feelings. These are all true stories which took place at some point in my life. Perhaps some parts or certain details were filtered by my imagination, and I'm describing these events from my own view point and as how I perceive what has occurred.
Friday, November 18, 2011
Tuesday, November 8, 2011
Lex & 92nd Street
On my way to an appointment this afternoon, I spotted a great looking man with beard. Our eyes met, my mind wondered.. Without further thinking, I continued walking, fast.. Noticing from the building window reflection, he was walking right behind me with equal speed. Before I entered the Starbucks on 3rd ave and 92nd street, I turned my head and found that he was looking at me. Our eyes met again and he smiled..
I ordered a grande soy chai, sat down by the window. He was nowhere in sight. I stayed in that Starbucks for half an hour, thinking he might come back here to look for me. It didn't happen, of course..
If only I would have said hi before I went into the Starbucks, if only I would have followed him, if only..
What could have happened? We will never know..
I ordered a grande soy chai, sat down by the window. He was nowhere in sight. I stayed in that Starbucks for half an hour, thinking he might come back here to look for me. It didn't happen, of course..
If only I would have said hi before I went into the Starbucks, if only I would have followed him, if only..
What could have happened? We will never know..
Sunday, August 28, 2011
Position 8/28/2011
Getting fucked from behind; that’s my most favorite position. What’s yours?
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Wednesday, August 24, 2011
This coming Friday..
Somebody promised to do that to me before he slides his cock inside my ass and dumps his 4 days load deep inside my ass..
Monday, August 15, 2011
Rick Perry takes the whole thing

I have to admit that I find him very attractive, even though he doesn't have any facial hair. He has an ideal "Daddy" face to me..
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Too many fuckers, too few opportunities..
Met the ex-NYPD briefly yesterday. He called my name when I was walking down the street. I didn't expect to see him at that moment so it took me by surprise. He was wearing sunglasses the whole time when we were chatting. I wish he would have taken off the sunglasses because you usually can tell if a person is honest or not by looking straight to the eyes. As I mentioned before, he has goatee. I liked what I saw and he is well built - a little taller than I am, which I like. I could sense he liked me as well. It might be my imagination but I thought I saw his crotch moved. He repeatedly told me his schedule is flexible and now the ball is in my hands. Sure I wish I could have his balls in my hand! I would squeeze them tightly while my mouth work on his stiff cock.
So we'll stay in touch. He made it clear that it's my call.
Yesterday I also got to exchanged a few email with a married man who actually lives just two villages away from me. We've seen each other's pictures and are just waiting for a mutually convenient time to meet. He sent me one pic yesterday, which made me wish I could have him over right away. He also has goatee and, to my eyes, very kissable lips. He wrote in his message:
discreet, hairy and craving a nice ass to sink into - 40s 5/11 190 and 7c - love to tongue-fuck first - and deep man-to-man kissing gets me harder and hotter.Man-to-man kiss!! That's exactly what I'm craving for! I want my tongue exploring his mouth, taste his man's saliva and suck on his tongue till we both almost out of breath. And of course, there will be so much more I'd like do do with him, or want him to do to me - like tongue fuck my hole till it's wet and ready for his cock to penetrate me..
So this is another one waiting for me to give him a green light to come over..
And, the accountant daddy who calls my cum super sweet? He also contacted me a few days ago, asking me when he can drain my cock again. This accountant is also married. He has a big fat cock that I couldn't even put it all the way in my mouth the only time when I tried to blow him. I usually don't suck anybody unless that guy really turns me on and I feel I can trust him. I'm not sure if I want to suck him again, but I somehow lust for his hot cum on my face. My mother is currently staying with me but I told him in an email today that if he dares, he can come over and do me tomorrow morning. He replied:
if i dare? you want that ccok sucked that badly...its your mom...what u think would happen if she caught u with sperm on ur face.....ur calll ill do it ....where u get so brave all of sudden all this time ...i could been drinking ur load.
ok that kind of exciting see what we can do...u mean i can drive you out your mind , suck ur cock dry till every drop sperm shoots down my throat, and then shoot a thick load of whit cream on ur face and u cant moan...........hmmmmmmmmmm i cant tatse it nowWould I dare? We'll find out tomorrow..
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
Ex-NYPD
Today, once again, I posted an ad on Craigslist looking for hairy daddies in my neighborhood. There were quite a few responded my ad, but one really stood out.
I sent another email and asked where he is located..
Bingo! According to that Facebook profile info, he was an NYPD detective. I hesitated a bit, not sure if it's "safe" to exchange sexual emails with a cop, even though he is retired. I decided to email him and ask if he was with NYPD. Few minutes later, he replied, did not answer directly, only wrote "do I know you? My schedule is flexible."
So there was my confirmation. From the Facebook profile picture (quite small and can't see enlarged image), he is not bad looking. But his visible facial hair and the idea of his being an ex-NYPD excite me. Imagine if I would be sucking an NYPD detective's cock and even get fucked by him..
We might meet and greet tomorrow in the city. If it went well and I had good feelings about this ex-NYPD, I might even let him fuck me raw, let this NYPD detective breed my hungry hole..
Hi, MW 50.5"11, 195. At gym now. I work out 4-5 times a week
Will be available after 7. U won't be disappointed. Goatee, hairy. Call me. xxx-xxx-xxxx. TommyGoatee and hairy? Hmm, that would be enough to get me hard.. I didn't call him, as I don't, and never give my phone number unless I'm sure it is necessary. I dropped one more email asking for a face pic, but he replied and said he's at the gym so no pic. I wanted to give up on him because people can say anything they want. Instead, I went on Facebook, put in his email address and search, but found none. But I did find about 20 profiles that match his full name. One caught my eye because that person has facial hair and the age seems to match too.
I sent another email and asked where he is located..
Bingo! According to that Facebook profile info, he was an NYPD detective. I hesitated a bit, not sure if it's "safe" to exchange sexual emails with a cop, even though he is retired. I decided to email him and ask if he was with NYPD. Few minutes later, he replied, did not answer directly, only wrote "do I know you? My schedule is flexible."
So there was my confirmation. From the Facebook profile picture (quite small and can't see enlarged image), he is not bad looking. But his visible facial hair and the idea of his being an ex-NYPD excite me. Imagine if I would be sucking an NYPD detective's cock and even get fucked by him..
We might meet and greet tomorrow in the city. If it went well and I had good feelings about this ex-NYPD, I might even let him fuck me raw, let this NYPD detective breed my hungry hole..
Thursday, August 4, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Wednesday, July 20, 2011
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
John, my first adultery.
Got off the #6 subway train, I walked towards to the Mondrian building on 54th Street. My heart was beating fast and I was really nervous. It was the first time I met someone, behind my partner's back, on the internet and actually decided to meet.
"17th floor." the doorman said to me after he informed John.
Rang the doorbell, I found my hands were shaking. Before I could change my mind and turn away, John opened the door with a big smile on his face. He wrote in his email that he has Tom Selleck's mustache and he certainly wasn't lying. And I could see his chest hair coming out from under his white dress shirt, which really turned me on.
We chatted a little bit this and that, and I wasn't sure what's going to happen. He was originally from Belgium and has a sexy accent.
"I just came back from the office. Why don't you take a hot shower with me? Hm?"
I looked at him and just smiled, didn't know what to say, although my cock got hard in response to his suggestion.
"Come." he said and started taking off his clothes while walking into his bedroom.
I sat there, thinking if I should. Then I could hear the water hitting the floor. The image of him naked, the idea of being so close to a hairy man of my dream made me crazy.. Finally I stood up, got rid of my clothes and walked into the shower room.
We touched each other's body a short while, looked at each other in the eyes and our lips touched. He kissed me passionately, his tongue explored my mouth. I usually don't care much about smokers. But in this situation, it seem to make the whole thing even hotter. I sucked on his tongue, tasted his lips and smelled his tobacco scented mustache.
John put his hand on my head, motioned me to be on my knees. I admired his beautiful cock for a few second, and hungrily put it in my mouth and worked on it. I could sense that he was watching me sucking his cock, so I worked on it even harder.
He pulled me up on my feet, we kisses some more, and he lifted my right thigh, sticked his index finger into my ass. It hurt but it also excited me. He used soap as lubricant and tried to fuck me standing. His cock was rock hard but I had problem taking it in. I had to tell him that I needed some time..
"Let me fuck you from your back. It might be easier."
I was on my all four, facing the wall. He rubbed my asshole with the soap again while hot water showering on us. John was on his knees, trying as gently as he could to penetrate me. It really hurt the moment when his cock head entered my asshole, but my cock was so stiff and pre cum was dripping to the floor. John massaged my back, grabbed my hair and kissed me on my neck. When he could see that I relaxed a little, he slowly inserted his cock deeper. I moaned with lust and eventually took his cock all the way in. John's breathing became heavy, placed his hands on my shoulders and pumped my ass in a rhythm. I felt my asshole burning in fire but I didn't want it to stop..
John slowed down a bit, kissed and nibbled my ear with his hard cock resting in my ass. After a while he got up and suddenly fucked me in much faster speed. It seemed his cock was growing even bigger in my ass and it hurt me a lot. But I enjoyed it tremendously and I also wanted to make John happy. So I let him fucked me as long and hard as he wanted. Just before he was about to cum, he pulled his cock out and dumped his load on my ass.
We both collapsed on the floor, kissed and caressed each other while we try to catch our breath.
At the door before I left, I smiled embarrassed and said to him:
"That was my first time."
"No wonder you were so tight!" John said with a smirk.
He kissed me one more time on my cheek and then I was on my way back home. My ass was still hurting, but I felt strangely happy.
Since he knew that he was the first man who has ever fucked me, he fucked me raw and cum inside me each and every time. And I wouldn't have wanted it any other way when I was with him.
"17th floor." the doorman said to me after he informed John.
Rang the doorbell, I found my hands were shaking. Before I could change my mind and turn away, John opened the door with a big smile on his face. He wrote in his email that he has Tom Selleck's mustache and he certainly wasn't lying. And I could see his chest hair coming out from under his white dress shirt, which really turned me on.
We chatted a little bit this and that, and I wasn't sure what's going to happen. He was originally from Belgium and has a sexy accent."I just came back from the office. Why don't you take a hot shower with me? Hm?"
I looked at him and just smiled, didn't know what to say, although my cock got hard in response to his suggestion.
"Come." he said and started taking off his clothes while walking into his bedroom.
I sat there, thinking if I should. Then I could hear the water hitting the floor. The image of him naked, the idea of being so close to a hairy man of my dream made me crazy.. Finally I stood up, got rid of my clothes and walked into the shower room.
We touched each other's body a short while, looked at each other in the eyes and our lips touched. He kissed me passionately, his tongue explored my mouth. I usually don't care much about smokers. But in this situation, it seem to make the whole thing even hotter. I sucked on his tongue, tasted his lips and smelled his tobacco scented mustache.
John put his hand on my head, motioned me to be on my knees. I admired his beautiful cock for a few second, and hungrily put it in my mouth and worked on it. I could sense that he was watching me sucking his cock, so I worked on it even harder.
He pulled me up on my feet, we kisses some more, and he lifted my right thigh, sticked his index finger into my ass. It hurt but it also excited me. He used soap as lubricant and tried to fuck me standing. His cock was rock hard but I had problem taking it in. I had to tell him that I needed some time..
"Let me fuck you from your back. It might be easier."
I was on my all four, facing the wall. He rubbed my asshole with the soap again while hot water showering on us. John was on his knees, trying as gently as he could to penetrate me. It really hurt the moment when his cock head entered my asshole, but my cock was so stiff and pre cum was dripping to the floor. John massaged my back, grabbed my hair and kissed me on my neck. When he could see that I relaxed a little, he slowly inserted his cock deeper. I moaned with lust and eventually took his cock all the way in. John's breathing became heavy, placed his hands on my shoulders and pumped my ass in a rhythm. I felt my asshole burning in fire but I didn't want it to stop..
John slowed down a bit, kissed and nibbled my ear with his hard cock resting in my ass. After a while he got up and suddenly fucked me in much faster speed. It seemed his cock was growing even bigger in my ass and it hurt me a lot. But I enjoyed it tremendously and I also wanted to make John happy. So I let him fucked me as long and hard as he wanted. Just before he was about to cum, he pulled his cock out and dumped his load on my ass.
We both collapsed on the floor, kissed and caressed each other while we try to catch our breath.
At the door before I left, I smiled embarrassed and said to him:
"That was my first time."
"No wonder you were so tight!" John said with a smirk.
He kissed me one more time on my cheek and then I was on my way back home. My ass was still hurting, but I felt strangely happy.
Since he knew that he was the first man who has ever fucked me, he fucked me raw and cum inside me each and every time. And I wouldn't have wanted it any other way when I was with him.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Swallow it, boy!

Thursday, July 7, 2011
Sunday, July 3, 2011
My thoughts on "My Ex-Gay Friend"

Yesterday I read an article on the June 16, 2011 issue of the New York Times Magazine. The title was "My Ex-Gay Friend", which caught my attention immediately. We've heard so many stories about straight men came out and accepted their true sexuality, but I personally don't think that I ever have heard the opposite.
After finished reading the story about Michael Glatze, my mind was filled with a mixture of fascination, disbelief and a little anger. I only would like to ask him, if he really is straight now, why is it that he still needs to repress his feelings towards men? Why does he choose to live in a state, a community where there's visually no gay activities and surrounds himself with religious, anti gay, blind-Bible-reading followers?
What made me upset is that he not only declared he is straight but also starts criticizing gays and spreading anti gay messages. His using religion and quoting Bible are exactly the reasons why I don't believe in churches. Shouldn't religions unite people? Isn't it religion's purpose to teach people to be kind and be nice to others?
It's fine with me if Michael Glatze decides to become straight. If he finds peace and happy being a straight man, then I'd say"good for him". But now he believes that being gay is a choice, that it's something that you can switch back and forth, that "God" does not want gay people to be gay, all these simply make me wonder what has happened to him that causes him to have such 180-degree change in attitude about his sexuality and about gay?
To me, he has not found himself or the truth as he claimed he has. He is more lost than ever before.
PS: click here to read the article
Louis CK

Does anyone have the clip from his HBO show, “Lucky Louie,” where he shows his penis??
Friday, July 1, 2011
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
I miss B who loves to rim

I miss B a lot these days. Due to the fact that a family member is staying with me at the moment, I basically can't get any action!
B loves to rim me. He always starts from licking, sucking my cock and my balls. When my cock is rock hard, he then moves his attention to my asshole. He inserts his tongue as deep as he can reach and he knows how much I enjoy it from my moanings..
I wish he could come over now and eat my ass. And I will let him swallow my days-load in return..
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Tom Selleck
Tom Selleck was probably the first sign for me when I realize that I'm gay. I remember when I first saw him in Magnum P.I., I was infatuated by his mustache and his handsome look. I kept wondering (and still do) how incredible it'd must have been to kiss his lips and have his tongue in my mouth.
Can't remember how many nights I have dreamed about Tom Selleck and woke up with a hard-on. In one dream, he fucks me from behind and I can feel his hairy chest and legs rubbing against my skin. He has a mushroom head cock and it feels so good when he pulls his cock out of my asshole and slowly enter my body again. He puts his fingers in my mouth and pinches my nipples while he fucks me and each fuck seems to go deeper inside my ass. Suddenly he grabs my balls with one hand, turns my head with the other and inserts his tongue in my mouth. I get so high I shoot my load without him even touching my cock.
Please don't be offended, Mr. Selleck. I just can't help it when I see your face and your wonderfully hairy body. I just want to kiss you, bite you, eat you, suck you, rim you and let you have your way with me. You can fuck me anytime you wish.
Saturday, June 18, 2011
Father Jack
After an hour bus ride, I arrived at a looks-like-run-down mall in New Jersey. Called him from a payphone and he said he will be there in 15 minutes to pick me up.
When I saw him through his car window, I was taken aback by how much older he looks than the picture he emailed me. Still, couldn't resist his good look and his nice full beard, I got in the car.
"So did you make it here alright?" he said to me and put his hand right on my thigh and almost touched my crouch.
"Yes. No problem at all." I was already getting excited by the touch of his rough man's hand..
We check into a local motel. Father Jack shut the curtains and starts to unbutton my shirt. I reach my hand inside his shirt and run my fingers through his thick chest hair. That's exactly what turns me on, I thought..
Father Jack pushs me to my knees, hold his stiff cock right in front of my face and says, "suck it, will you?"
I can smell his manly odor. I'm hard the moment I put his cock in my mouth. His cock is quite thick and gags me. His precum tastes so good I just want to keep sucking it.
"Look at me." he gently stops me sucking him.
"Open your mouth."
I see him gathering saliva in his mouth and let it drop right in my mouth..
"Good boy." he lower himself and force his tongue into my mouth and kisses me passionately.
"Lie on the bed." he commands.
Father Jack sits on my stomach and presses my both hand to the bed with each of his. I get a little nervous for I cannot move and don't know what he has in mind.
Before I know it, he starts spitting.
I turn my face and his spit lands on my face.
"Be a good boy and open your mouth." "That's right.." he then spit right into my mouth. I was surprised by myself for not objecting it. It was the first time that I learned spitting can be so erotic.
"Just put up with it, ok?" Father Jack says to me and keeps spitting for many more times.
Father Jack lets loose of my hand and turns around. We are now in 69 position. He sits on my face, forcing me to smell his asshole. My nose is rubbing his hole while my lips are touching his balls. I try to lick his balls and he starts to moan. He then works on my cock with his warm, wet mouth. His hands touch all over my thighs and legs.
I have his cock deep in my mouth, holding, squeezing his ass with my both hands.
"Will you cum for me? Yeah?" he strokes my cock fast for a few times and put it back into his mouth. His beard rubs against my stomach and I was ready..
"Ohh.. I'm cumming..", I "warn" him.
Father Jack hold my balls so tight while I my load explodes in his mouth. He gets up facing me after sucking on my cock for a little longer. He sits on my chest and jerks himself.
"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out."
"You wanna taste Daddy's cum?" his sweat drip on my body when he strokes his cock. He moans loud and shoot his load all over my face with some right into my mouth. I still remember the salty tastes of his cum even now..
He lies down beside me, takes deep breath to collect himself.
"I wanna fuck you next time." he smiles and says to me before he heads to the shower.
When I saw him through his car window, I was taken aback by how much older he looks than the picture he emailed me. Still, couldn't resist his good look and his nice full beard, I got in the car.
"So did you make it here alright?" he said to me and put his hand right on my thigh and almost touched my crouch.
"Yes. No problem at all." I was already getting excited by the touch of his rough man's hand..
We check into a local motel. Father Jack shut the curtains and starts to unbutton my shirt. I reach my hand inside his shirt and run my fingers through his thick chest hair. That's exactly what turns me on, I thought..
Father Jack pushs me to my knees, hold his stiff cock right in front of my face and says, "suck it, will you?"
I can smell his manly odor. I'm hard the moment I put his cock in my mouth. His cock is quite thick and gags me. His precum tastes so good I just want to keep sucking it.
"Look at me." he gently stops me sucking him.
"Open your mouth."
I see him gathering saliva in his mouth and let it drop right in my mouth..
"Good boy." he lower himself and force his tongue into my mouth and kisses me passionately.
"Lie on the bed." he commands.
Father Jack sits on my stomach and presses my both hand to the bed with each of his. I get a little nervous for I cannot move and don't know what he has in mind.
Before I know it, he starts spitting.
I turn my face and his spit lands on my face.
"Be a good boy and open your mouth." "That's right.." he then spit right into my mouth. I was surprised by myself for not objecting it. It was the first time that I learned spitting can be so erotic.
"Just put up with it, ok?" Father Jack says to me and keeps spitting for many more times.
Father Jack lets loose of my hand and turns around. We are now in 69 position. He sits on my face, forcing me to smell his asshole. My nose is rubbing his hole while my lips are touching his balls. I try to lick his balls and he starts to moan. He then works on my cock with his warm, wet mouth. His hands touch all over my thighs and legs.
I have his cock deep in my mouth, holding, squeezing his ass with my both hands.
"Will you cum for me? Yeah?" he strokes my cock fast for a few times and put it back into his mouth. His beard rubs against my stomach and I was ready..
"Ohh.. I'm cumming..", I "warn" him.
Father Jack hold my balls so tight while I my load explodes in his mouth. He gets up facing me after sucking on my cock for a little longer. He sits on my chest and jerks himself.
"Open your mouth and stick your tongue out."
"You wanna taste Daddy's cum?" his sweat drip on my body when he strokes his cock. He moans loud and shoot his load all over my face with some right into my mouth. I still remember the salty tastes of his cum even now..
He lies down beside me, takes deep breath to collect himself.
"I wanna fuck you next time." he smiles and says to me before he heads to the shower.
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Infatuation?
Why can't I stop thinking about V? Haven't I convinced myself that it was only lust? The kisses we shared keep being replayed in my mind..
What exactly am I looking for? I'm in a long term relationship with a man I deeply love. V has his wife and kids. Neither one of us will ever give up what we have, so what am I hoping for? An affair in the darkness?
I kept V's only picture that he ever emailed me, the one that he sent me when he replied my craigslist ad. I looked at it once again just before I started this entry. How I am missing him and wishing that I will see him again soon. I don't want to give him pressure. On the other hand, I can't meet with him because my partner is home almost everyday now. So, once again, what am I doing?? This is clearly not going to be easy even if we just want to fool around once in a while.
Does V think of me? Does he think of me often? I have no way to find out. Even though he has said so in an email..
He said it will require effort, like anything in life worth something. I realize that. And I am willing to wait for him.
What exactly am I looking for? I'm in a long term relationship with a man I deeply love. V has his wife and kids. Neither one of us will ever give up what we have, so what am I hoping for? An affair in the darkness?
I kept V's only picture that he ever emailed me, the one that he sent me when he replied my craigslist ad. I looked at it once again just before I started this entry. How I am missing him and wishing that I will see him again soon. I don't want to give him pressure. On the other hand, I can't meet with him because my partner is home almost everyday now. So, once again, what am I doing?? This is clearly not going to be easy even if we just want to fool around once in a while.
Does V think of me? Does he think of me often? I have no way to find out. Even though he has said so in an email..
He said it will require effort, like anything in life worth something. I realize that. And I am willing to wait for him.
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