 General Info
| I Am Here For: |
For a New Experience, To Explore My Sexuality, To Meet People |
| Marital Status: |
Single |
| Children: |
Eventually |
| Education: |
Graduate School |
| Religion: |
Taoist |
| Smoke: |
No |
| Drink: |
Yes |
| Occupation: |
Entrepeur |
| Body Type: |
Athletic |
| Height: |
6' 4" |
| Ethnicity: |
White / Caucasian |
| Languages: |
English |
Sexy Stuff
| I Am Looking For: |
Virtual Relationship, Cyber Sex, Social Encounters, Just Looking, Real Life Relationship, Erotic Chat, Cyber Friendships |
| Sexual Fantasies: |
Fetishes, Swapping, A Beach, Toys, Multiple People, Sadism & Masochism, A Public Place |
| Sex is Best: |
Casual, Passionate, Loving, Experimental, Wild, Kinky, In a Relationship |
| Cybersex: |
Yes |
| I Want You To: |
Play Along With My Fantasy, Meet Me In Person If We Really Click, Talk Dirty to Me, Tell Me I'm The Best, Make Me Do It, Teach Me New Tricks, Tell Me Your Fantasy |
| Cybersex Personality: |
Kinky, Wild |
My Web Gifts
A gift from uname
Note:
Content:
Sent
12/12/2012
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viplifesyles' Scoop
About me:
There is only now and if now is only two days, then two days is your life and everything in it will be in proportion. This is how you live a life in two days. And if you stop complaining and asking for what you will never get, you will have a good life.
Who I'd like to meet:
The true man wants two things: danger and play. For that reason he wants woman, as the most dangerous plaything.
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More About viplifesyles
My Other Profile/Website Links:
Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead!
In peace there's nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favored rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect.
Interests:
Traveling, Wine, Cooking, Sex,Snorkeling, Sailing, Skiing, Martial Arts, Body Building, Football, Religions, Golf, Rock climbing, White Water Rafting, Architecture, Reading, Art, Finance, Humanitarian Projects
My Favorite Websites:
N/A
Music:
Rock 'n Roll, Classic Rock, Heavy Metal, Electronica/House, Classical, Opera
Movies:
Braveheart, Billy Madison, Happy Gilmore, Tommy Boy, Pulp Fiction, Resevoir Dogs, True Romance
Books:
Mating -
Round clouds roll in the arms of the wind, The round earth rolls in a clasp of blue sky, And see, where the budding hazels are thinned, The wild anemones lie In undulating shivers beneath the wind.
Over the blue of the waters ply White ducks, a living flotilla of cloud; And, look you, floating just thereby, The blue-gleamed drake stems proud Like Abraham, whose seed should multiply.
In the lustrous gleam of the water, there Scramble seven toads across the silk, obscure leaves,
Seven toads that meet in the dusk to share The darkness that interweaves The sky and earth and water and live things everywhere.
Look now, through the woods where the beech-green spurts
Like a storm of emerald snow, look, see A great bay stallion dances, skirts The bushes sumptuously, Going outward now in the spring to his brief deserts.
Ah love, with your rich, warm face aglow, What sudden expectation opens you So wide as you watch the catkins blow Their dust from the birch on the blue Lift of the pulsing wind—ah, tell me you know!
Ah, surely! Ah, sure from the golden sun A quickening, masculine gleam floats in to all Us creatures, people and flowers undone, Lying open under his thrall, As he begets the year in us. What, then, would you shun?
Why, I should think that from the earth there fly Fine thrills to the neighbour stars, fine yellow beams
Thrown lustily off from our full-blown, high Bursting globe of dreams, To quicken the spheres that are virgin still in the sky.
Do you not hear each morsel thrill With joy at travelling to plant itself within The expectant one, therein to instil New rapture, new shape to win, From the thick of life wake up another will?
Surely, and if that I would spill The vivid, ah, the fiery surplus of life, From off my brimming measure, to fill You, and flush you rife With increase, do you call it evil, and always evil? - DH Lawrence
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