lets keep something between us foxes.
i guess the wolves and hybrids can read too…
after i wrote that “work wolf” entry yesterday,
the comments stayed on my mind type heavy.
i appreciate every single one.
the good and the bad.
i want to fuck work wolf.
i said it.
look who wouldn’t?
maybe its the “forbidden wolf” thing that gets me.
he identifies as “straight”.
he fucks vixens when he wants sex.
he also seems really emotionally connected to me.
it would probably be the most intense dick i ever got.
well what i imagine in my fantasies.
this whole thing turned to “like” once we started getting closer.
he started to share himself with me.
i started to share me with him.
he also accepted my sexuality.
it is different.
when someone strips themselves down,
it can be a turn on because you see them for all they are.
if he “is” interested in me,
i’m not some dumb ass who thinks he can “change” a wolf.
“when he gets wit me,
i’m going to make him my perfect wolf.”
work wolf ain’t ready for anyone right now.
i tell him this all the time.
he is still immature.
he is a completely different person.
i think its the “trying to impress someone he takes seriously” thing.
when he is with these vixens tho…
he couldn’t date someone like me right now.
i’m a lot to handle.
i’m like e a force when i come into people’s lives.
not to brag.
i just feel like i am the best thing in anyone’s life.
friend or lover.
foe or fucker.
i bring my all to whatever i do.
i “like” this wolf.
i would “like” him to fuck me.
its a contradiction.
he is different.
he treats me differently.
i know a lot of straight wolves,
but this one went above and beyond what they have done.
it almost made me feel like how i would want to feel if i was dating a wolf.
the pet names.
the various outings.
plus he buys me shit.
i’m sorry i got caught up.
you know what i do hate tho?
when people act like this can’t happen to them.
like they are immune to falling for the wrong person.
like we have a ton of options and i was “stupid” to make this mistake.
this life is not easy.
sure i could go on some sex site,
write about it as my booty hole throbs,
and repeat the same cycle until its time to die.
i could go to a club and feel invisible because i’m not big and buff.
people assume i have an attitude because i’m quiet or dress nice.
ive been there and done that.
i got the shirts and the matching mugs.
if i have to take off my shirt or show my ass to be taken seriously by a wolf…
i want the build up,
the conversations that leads up to “it”.
no one wants to start off being your friend in this life.
everyone wants to judge you because you aren’t perfect.
people want to front careers.
act like they better than you over some insta-likes.
hell they competing for who can get the most shit being an escort.
its all superficial bullshit that means nothing once you get to “know the person”.
how many people have fucked the fine wolf and realize he is a mess?
and then to top it off,
the shady catty shit like we some high school bitches?
seriously who wants to deal with that?
so yes i fell for “the forbidden straight wolf”.
i might just be a complete fuckin’ idiot for doing so.
i have no regrets.
well i regret not being in control of my emotions better.
hell you like reading it.
my options are still open.
if i meet another wolf tomorrow,
one that is feeling me,
do you really think ima turn it down?
now i know you crazy.
i realize i may not get him.
it makes me sad sometimes.
i also realize if it did happen,
he will look at me like all the others.
i guess thats why i don’t “tell him i’m feeling him”.
i don’t want to ruin what we have.
it will become like “this world” and i guess i’m trying to avoid that.
i’m sure i have wrote your eyes off,
but thats my true statement about this entire issue.