Hello

Last night I spoke with S. for a considerable amount of time. Such conversations are my confessionals; Catholics don't get to be the only ones to have such a release. I slumbered and awoke and was not sated, so now there is this.

I tend to be vulgar and pornographic in my thoughts and my mistakes made and wished for tend to be specifically along those lines. This post is innocent and innocuous and others may be as well, but that will certainly not hold true, so newbies beware.

Tonight I hope to create some news to post, and it would be more interesting, but let me confess some background:

There is Mrs. B. (henceforth B.) that is the subject of my fascination. Practically a child, she is nevertheless clever and interesting, funny and physically striking. We work together at a large corporation and when not bogged down with tasks, we talk and we laugh. I am happily married; yet in the way of bastards the world over, the sanctity of the institution is not of my primary concern, although it continuing is. B. is not worried in this way. There has been flirting for some time, glorious in its flit and twitter and exciting in the force of its undertow. There has been a declaration of sorts made at the wrong time and in the wrong company--too bad. There is an electricity in every accidental (few events are truly accidents) touch, every brush of clothes and touch of hands.

So there is much to lose but oh, what stands to be had!

Of course this is oblique and not helpful. Also, though you and I, dear reader, have only just met I have already lied to you. Alas. More to come as well as more from S., something that should not be missed.