I'm an informed, balanced and considerate Dominant man iso a complementary submissive who is a lady in public and whose values and interests reflect her energy and curiosity about life in both Ds/vanilla modes. I'm empathetic, a decent psychologist with sound intuition and probably more of a giver than a taker, paradoxical as that may sound in D/s terms. I am open to anything and have few boundaries.
Outwith the sexual, which is a given, I value a relationship in which there is much open discussion - of anything and everything - yet we are attuned and sensitive to each other as partners. I'd like to find a woman who is comfortable in both the vanilla and bdsm worlds, and knows how to blend the two. Intelligence and humor are the best qualities of a sensual relationship.
I can be funny - haha not peculiar - and am gregarious (I can basically talk to a lamppost and usually develop a rapport) and I'm easy to be around. I'm in Vancouver BC but able to travel any time.
Here's a laugh -
The FBI had an opening for an assassin.
After all the background checks, interviews and testing were done, there were 3 finalists:
two men and a woman.
For the final test, the FBI agents took one of the men to a large metal door and handed him a gun.
'We must know that you will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances.
Inside the room you find your wife sitting in a chair ..... Kill her!!'
The man said, 'You can't be serious. I could Never shoot my wife.'
The agent said, 'Then you're not the right man for this job. Take your wife and go home.'
The second man was given the same instructions. He took the gun and went into the room.
All was quiet for about 5 minutes. The man came out with tears in his eyes, 'I tried, but I can't kill my wife.'
The agent said, 'You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home.
Finally, it was the woman's turn. She was given the same instructions, to kill her husband. She took the gun and went into the room. Shots were heard, one after another. They heard screaming, crashing, banging on the walls. After a few minutes, all was quiet.
The door opened slowly and there stood the woman, wiping the sweat from her brow.
'This gun is loaded with blanks' she said.
'I had to kill him with the chair!'
