Music & Paint Story - Letter From The Real Tom
5:36PM Sep 5, 2020
Hi everyone, this is a message I wanted to share in my friend's blog. My name is Tom yes for real but just to be clear, the names in his stories are changed around. So do not assume I am the Tom and all his stories. I wanted to just let his readers know that when I was with Loki he was every bit as he describes his story with me and it was written with graphic sexual descriptions accurate to However, he does not describe himself that much.
So here is how I remember him. I saw him sitting at a table with a lot of attractive younger people, and I noticed immediately how everyone seemed to want to talk with him. Remember that from later on. He noticed me and I saw in his face that he liked me, but he did not flirt. It was different. His eyes, even from across the room, zoomed in, I could feel his gaze, not sexual at all really more like seeing me, all of me. In other words, it was like a scan. You could not take as it saw your soul. Most guys looked at my face, then body CoQ s. And when you talk to them, you can tell they're hear you, but they either do not really care or they're here but not really listen.
I told the waitress who was to serve his group, I would take it. She did not ask why but looked at the table. The key was talking. She took only a second and said, I know exactly why. It's that guy on the right. I said, How can you tell? Just then he saw me talking. His face was glowing. He did not do like most and flirt or wink. I was not really sure he was gay. She said as we went into the kitchen, he has to be gay. He is just too cute.
I waited on almost half the table and could not stop looking at him. He did not notice me. I started to get bummed out. Then I as I placed his plate down. I touched his arm and asked him in a suggestive way. Would you like me to grind you some pepper his face light up the second he noticed it was me and he definitely caught my suggestion of sex. He was nice in his story, but here are more details. I was embarrassed at how blatantly I said what I did. I saw the table notice too. I had to try for him. He was so smooth. He at first only was looking at me then he saw the tables reaction.
He could have easily done something like roll his eyes all look offended, but he just continued to smile. He said yes, that would be wonderful. His table looked like a bomb had dropped. He only needed to smile and hacky look at each person in the eye. They all acted like nothing had happened. I hovered over his table and gave the group the best service. I saw him leaving and I slipped in my number.
Okay, that's how we meet. Now I am going to say how he looked then he has blue green eyes when he is happy, they tend more blue gray when he is upset, His hair was short and always look good, even during and after a good night together. His body was amazing. He was very fit, ballet, hiking, cycling, wilderness survival training he did for fun, slightly tan, creamy, soft, smooth skin is private area well enough. A bit more.
But I said I would describe him. Let me do it by saying this in my life I remember a few really important men in my life. The key, he is the one I think of the most. I just felt after reading his stories somebody had told me to I wanted to write. I also wanted to say his stories make him sound often slotty Well, sometimes, yes. However, I hope you read enough to pick up on one big thing. He had a rough start, but stayed sweet and kind.
Even now, years later, we talked on the phone, my lover hovering, not happy, but within minutes, we were all talking after we hang up. My lover says, Oh my god, no wonder you remember him. I asked him why? He said I could feel him just talking. You know, once he talked with me. It's weird. You could just tell he really listened. Well, no. He listened and really cared. I said See I told you that is the key I remember and enjoyed so much talking with even after all these years.
Oh, I am forbidden to never meet you alone. Probably a good choice to
love always the real Tom