Lying here with you so close to me 
It's hard to fight these feelings when it feels so hard to breathe 
I'm caught up in this moment 
I'm caught up in your smile 

I've never opened up to anyone 
So hard to hold back when I'm holding you in my arms 
We don't need to rush this 
Let's just take it slow 

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight 
Just a touch of the fire burning so bright 
And I don't wanna mess this thing up 
I don't wanna push too far 
Just a shot in the dark that you just might 
Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life 
So baby I'm alright, with just a kiss goodnight 

I know that if we give this a little time 
It'll only bring us closer to the love we wanna find 
It's never felt so real, no it's never felt so right 

No I don't wanna say goodnight 
I know it's time to leave, but you'll be in my dreams 
Tonight 
Tonight 
Tonight 

Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight 
Just a touch of the fire burning so bright 
And I don't wanna mess this thing up 
I don't wanna push too far 
Just a shot in the dark that you just might 
Be the one I've been waiting for my whole life 
So baby I'm alright, oh, let's do this right, with just a kiss goodnight 
With a kiss goodnight 
Kiss goodnight

I don't do chat...sorry.  It's really slow and hard to communicate in short, terse sentence fragments with a complete stranger.  I'm not opposed to phone after exchanging some pics. It's far easier to interpret tone and intent when you hear someone's voice.

For those of you who are truly clueless, let me help you out.  CM does *not* filter email addresses.  So stop making up weird puzzles and mind games out of your email addresses and sending it in messages to me.  Why do you people do this?  Isn't there something more worth your time than coming up with bizarre and complex, masked permutations of your email address?  Is it some lame brain teaser "test" you are attempting to develop and if I can decode it, I win some prize?  If you are paranoid about being spammed, then you probably shouldn't even be on CM in the first place.  If you are seeking a Sherlock Holmes or Indian Jones, just get to the point and say so. 

Please do not ask me for IM or Skype...I don't use those and am never sitting around my computer chatting with people.  I have a full-time job and when I'm not working, I'm not wasting my time behind a computer.  If I were owned - you would come first - not my job and not my "personal" life.  Until then, if you want to get to know me, you'll have to settle with email and later phone, and in-person.  At least you can check and read email when it is convenient for you, right? I'm also not looking for an email buddy and I'm very picky when it comes to serving.  That's my time to choose before giving myself.  I have very high standards and as a masochist on some level, I will choose to suffer alone than be with someone less than perfect in my eyes.

Nada que temer, Nadar que cambiar

Por ti me olvide, De quien yo era en realidad

Contigo me quede, Como un diamante sin brillar

No quiero ser así, Espejo de tu vanidad

Prefiero ser de mi

Sin nada que temer, nada que cambiar

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

Yo me siento así

Bella y autentica

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

No seré por ti

Una flor de metal, no no!

Dices, que soy imperfecta

Que tú eres mi dueño

Que ando de inmadura todo el tiempo

Dices, que hablo cosas tontas

Que no te merezco

Quien te crees que eres? Dime quien?

Te pido por favor

Que no me quieras controlar

Entrégame tu amor

Sin condiciones nada mas

Permitirme vivir, soñando esta realidad

No es que soy así, distinta sin igual

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

Yo me siento así

Bella y autentica

Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na Na

No seré por ti

Una flor de metal, no no!

Dices, que soy imperfecta

Que tú eres mi dueño

Que ando de inmadura todo el tiempo

Dices, que hablo cosas tontas

Que no te merezco

Quien te crees que eres? Dime quien?

Dices que soy una niña

Que me tienen consentida

Dices que soy diferente

Ciertamente, Ciertamente

Soy lo que me gusta ser

No me intentes detener

Mírame bien, no soy hecha de papel!

Yeeeaah Dices!

Dices, que soy imperfecta

Que tú eres mi dueño

Que ando de inmadura todo el tiempo

Dices, que hablo cosas tontas

Que no te merezco

Quien te crees que eres? Dime quien?

Que soy imperfecta

Que tú eres mi dueño

Que ando de inmadura todo el tiempo

Dices, que hablo cosas tontas

Que no te merezco

Quien te crees que eres? Dime quien?

"And most importantly, they showed us that no matter whom we choose to love, be they heterosexual, homosexual, asexual, bisexual, trisexual, quadrisexual, pansexual, transexual, omnisexual or that thing where the chick ties the belt around your neck and tinkles on a ballon, it has absolutely nothing to do with who we are as people." ~ Captain Phineas J. Tucker

I don't think it's exactly relevant for anyone to ask me what I "like" in an effort to gauge compatibility.  Hasn't it ever occurred to Doms that a true submissive who loves you will enjoy doing anything that makes you happy?  Perhaps there are things I could enjoy when subjected to my Master's absence and unowned, but to think I prefer that to something that allows me to see him truly happy and content is completely wrong.  I can never be happy and I can never become the woman of Your dreams if forced to only introspect.  I can only seek things that give me a false sense of happiness because I would have no choice but to settle and force myself to try to be selfish...but even that is unnatural to me.  There are no kinky/sexual things I enjoy if I don't know that you (my Master) enjoys them.

Any woman on this site or any other site, looking for a man, is not a true submissive if the first thing she says is a list of limits, demands and conditions.

If I were your slave, you would never be subjected to hearing such things.  Limits don't exist and my happiness is unconditionally linked to my Master's whether he's with me or not.

You guys crack me up! I'm always quoting movies and TV shows in my own way.  It's funny how some people think I can't walk in heels because of my Jimmy shoes comment.  It's interesting to read the different interpretations.  Apparently no one else watches Seinfeld?  I wear heels everyday and I'm always well over 6' tall...except today, I had on the Jimmy shoes.  I actually don't drink coffee, but I like tea and specifically black tea with a lot of coffeemate.  I'm sure cousin Eddie would at least agree with me.  

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bkExpbnjsX8

Just for kicks...yes, the photo is of me.  I'm a tad more slender now than when I took that pic earlier this year, but it is still me.  Seems pretty pointless to put a photo up of someone else.  I'm happy with who I am.  If you were to meet me in person, you'd see that I am indeed very tall (plus I always wear heels as well), I'm slender, toned and nicely proportioned.  I work hard to stay fit and make healthy food choices...with the exception of my thing for gummy candy.  I have an insatiable sweet tooth!

Everyone has his own perceptions.  A verbose profile can evoke perceived limits when there are none.  Think of me as a blank slate, moldable.  I have my own opinions and beliefs, but unless I'm asked, I don't need to share.  I accept that others have conflicting beliefs and I respect them.  I have many skills, talents, knowledge and experience in a wide range of things you'd never expect.  I've lived a full life and I don't feel my life has really even begun yet because there is so much I want to explore, learn and experience.  One thing I do enjoy is learning about what you enjoy and molding myself to compliment that.

Obviously I enjoy music, but I'm no poet.  Another favorite song of mine....Strangelove

There'll be time

Does the quote "bags of mostly water" ring a bell to any trekkies out there? For a slightly different take on that, it would be nice if CM could detect that I'm a straight female and instead of showing me ads of bimbos squishing their bags of mostly water around, they could advertise something useful to me.  I've got all that equipment, and mine happens to be real.  Show me something I *don't* have ;-)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=paH97dYR6Lg

Being prone to ramble sometimes myself, have you ever read a message, a profile, etc. and halfway through you think...."what's your point?" only to realize the writer has none? A lot of messages I get on here remind me of one of my favorite scenes from Airplane II. 

---

SARG: That's my little girl, my little darlin', my sweetheart, my honey, and you want to blow her belly out with that bomb. If you blast here in the computer core and the fuselage doesn't give way here and the main communication lines to the cockpit hold here and this baby here doesn't jam this little old unit up here and throw about two tons of hot steel through here like a hot knife through butter and the upper and lower... 

McCROSKY: What's your point, Sarg? 

SARG: I have no point.

I have been on this site for a little while and with the people I've met on here there isn't one who is interested in an old-fashioned, get-to-know-the-girl kind of romance.  I want the Domination. I want to be controlled. I want the bondage and kink....I am open for trying just about anything.....but what makes me put on the breaks is meeting someone who wants to slap a collar on me upon first contact, blindfold me and expect me to kneel and take a load from him.  All I'd be thinking is who the hell is this freak and what kind of mess have I gotten myself into?  Your verbal affirmation that you are "clean" is not enough!  Words become corroborated through actions and intent.  Trust builds upon give and take and following through with promises.   I'm not a prostitute and I'm not out for kinky one-night stands.  I will be your slut and your whore, but not on day 1.  Maybe I'm the only one who doesn't trust people on this site?  If you are actually sexy and attractive, I could fool myself into mindless, forced intimacy for selfish purposes....but, dare I say, most of you guys are sooo unattractive that's really almost impossible and there's no "submission" when coupled with selfish intent.  Do you men realize the difference?  or is this D/s M/s stuff just your way to get a woman to let you fondle her?  

Are my standards and expectations too high?  Maybe, but I will never settle because I will always have my mind elsewhere on what could have been.  Vanilla and romance does have a purpose in my mind...it's the foundation I need in order to give myself completely to another.  This is the difference between someone on here looking for sex and someone looking for a M/s "relationship."

I'm interested in a monogamous long-term relationship...preferrably one that lasts forever, not just "long term".  I need the vanilla companionship in order to allow myself to develop and express my love, and to laugh and enjoy the playful things in life.  I like watching the sun set over the ocean.  I like nature, taking pictures of animals, plants and freaky bugs. I love animals of all kinds and love to explore, travel and learn new things.  I will try anything twice.  The M/s aspect is there always.  I love to serve, dote and consume myself in only one.  I would do anything for the man I love and the greatest gift of all would be to bear his children.

I'm lost, I'm sad, I'm waiting for my Master to come for me.

I appreciate the responses to my roommate journal entry earlier in the year, but I'm no longer in need.

"Nothing will ever be attempted if all possible objections must first be overcome." ~Samuel Johnson

You weren't jealous before we met.
Now every man you see is a potential threat.
Now you're possesive, it is so nice.
You used to say that smoking was your only vice.

But now it isn't true.
Now anything is new.
And all I've learned
Has overturned
What I think of you.

Don't go wasting your emotion.
Lay all your love on me.
Don't go sharing your devotion.
Lay all your love on me.

I used to think love was sensible.
It makes the truth even more incomprehensible.
I still don't know what you've done to me.
A grown-up girl should never fall so easily.

I feel a kind of fear
When I don't have you near.
Unsatisfied,
I swallow my pride.
I beg you, dear.

Don't go wasting your emotion.
Lay all you love on me.
Don't go sharing your devotion.
Lay all your love on me.

Don't go wasting your emotion.
Lay all your love on me.
Don't go sharing your devotion.
Lay all your love on me.

I'm beginning to think I might be the only real woman on here amongst all these desperate fakes and wannabes.  I'm genuinely seeking a roommate - vanilla is great but understanding of kink is better!  Looking on vanilla sites as well....hit me up if you need a safe place to crash, short term or otherwise.  I am flexible on rent for the right person!  I am even considering couples, so let's chat!

A Master who mocks His slave's worship of Him is not worthy of owning.

A slave that submits by deception dishonors her Master and herself.

One of my favorite songs!

I like the sound of your belt dropping
Your door locking, you jangle your keys, yeah
I like the sound of your heart stopping
Of lip locking, the grazing of knees, yeah
I like the sound of skin touching
Hands fumbling, you do as you please
I like the sound of back on the wall, yeah
Shelves falling, oh yes indeed!

And I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name

I like the sound of your shirt ripping
My will slipping under the table
I like the sound of your hand slapping
Your whip cracking, this could be painful
I may like the rain, I may like the symphony
I may like the feel of your frame on my frame

But I love it when you call my name
I love it when you call my name
Both ends of the candle burnt by the flame
Yeah I love it when you call my name, n-n-name

I may like the rain, I may like the symphony
I may like the feel of your frame on my frame
I may like your touch, I may like you next to me
I may like the sound of your name on my lips
I may like your touch, I may like your remedy
I may like the feel of your hand on my hips
I may like your talk, like you breathing heavily
I like a lot of things baby, you know me