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RULES : 1. State what you want. What you are interested in finding on this site at the moment. 2. Don't be judgemental of anyone's request. 3. Realise that things and people change. So what someone wants today might not be what they want tomorrow. So never use what they write here against them. 4. Dare to be honest. You will be happy with the results. 5. If someone says something you also want, shoot your shot, don't start saying she must PM me first, mbok. ***If I have left out any rules you will like me to add, please inform me and I will do accordingly.**** #DaringAsfvck2018 (I am stealing these hashtags from somewhere o).

CRUSH To give it name would be to give it life, I thought. I refuse to name it then. I refuse to acknowledge it for fear that it might be true. This was my attitude the first time I fell in love with a girl. It had gone against everything I had been taught, everything that I thought I was, and I was afraid of what it would mean. I was still young, very naive, but I genuinely thought I knew it all, and I acted like that to the whole world. Publicly, I was just like everyone, but privately, in my mind, I was a mess. The thought of being in the same room with her made my stomach tingle with nervousness. The sound of her voice made my ears perk up to hear more. The first time her hands grazed mine in conversation, I almost crumbled in joy and excitement. Every time I saw her from across the room, spoke to her or spent any amount of time with her, it was the highlight of my day. I neglected my studies, my daily routines and I built these elaborate stories of she and I in my head. Yet, I refused to name it. I hoped that if I never acknowledged it, it wouldn’t be real. I hoped that if I never said out loud, that I had a crush on her (heck, maybe I was even in love with her) then it would die a natural death and we could all pretend it never happened. I hoped that if I didn’t name the monster, it would die a natural death. So everyday, I woke up, plastered a smile on my face, did what was expected of me, and played the mental crush-love-lust-want gymnastics in my mind. ‘Oh look how pretty she is’ I would think in my mind. ‘Look at how her smile lights up the room. Look at how she tilts her head to the side when listening to someone...look at how the skirt cups her body so perfectly.’ Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, months never did turn to a year before I looked in the mirror one faithful day and said to myself, gosh, I am in love with this girl… TO BE CONTINUED…

Kc strolled grumpily into 'The Madonna' bar. It was a lesbian bar that her best friend Helen had introduced her to a few years back. Kc had frequented the bar enough to be a regular, and the bar had witnessed the milestones of her life. Like the time she sold her first piece of art, or when she met Katie in the bar, they had even got engaged in this same bar. Then life happened, she had got so involved in Katie that she forgot to live, to breathe. She had even let all her friends go because of Katie. She had forgotten about this bar that meant a lot to her because of Katie, and now Katie was gone. Hopefully her friends and of course 'The Madonna' would forgive her. Kc pushed the door and walked inside unsure. The place looked almost the same, just a little changes here and there. Bob, the owner was still there though, and immediately their eyes met, he bellowed ' free shots for everyone' to the glee of the customers. They hugged as much as they could across the counter. Kc had really missed the sorry son of a gun. "Katie finally releases you just enough to breathe fresh air. Hello old timer!" "Hello Bob. I see you still talk alot of crap. Give me my usual Bob, I want to get wasted" "wanna talk about about it?" The big teddy bear of a man asked. Kc thought about it for a while and decided that it was easier to just throw it out there. She couldn't really keep it a secret for much longer. "Katie left me for a dude, she took my car, emptied my wallet and ran off with her co worker. Last I heard, they were married and living happily. Here I am" Kc finished and took a swig of her drink. Bob seemed to figure out her mood, the drink was hard. "I never liked her. Figured something like this would happen. Sorry sweet.. drink up and look around, lots of new p**sy since you were last here" Kc liked that Bob took her story for what it was without asking any more questions. She had forgotten how wise the bartender was. She ordered another drink and decided to look around. It had been six months since the break up, and kc knew she needed to f***k. Hard, raw f***k and nothing else. She scanned the women sitting in groups in different tables. Talking and laughing over discussions. She noticed a few regulars from the time she had been a regular too. She nodded towards a few and continued her scan. That was when her eyes fell on her. Lord! This was one beautiful creature. She was sitting alone at a corner of the bar. She wore ripped tight jeans, boots and a shirt that was both transparent and did nothing to cover her impressive bust. Kc wanted badly to f***k her. As she watched this creature, kc saw her bite her bottom lip and fuss with her glossy blonde hair. f***k! f***k! f***k! 'I'm going to come on this bar stool' kc shifted uneasily On her chair as the beauty looked towards her. Their eyes met and held for a minute before the girl turned back to her phone. Bob noticed kc and chuckled. "Don't tell me it's silent Jane you want" Kc turned reluctantly away from the girl and faced Bob. "What do you mean? She's gorgeous and what do you mean by silent?" Bob attended to customers and once he was through, he turned back to KC. "Well let's see. She walks in here about a year ago, and has been here every week since then," "And?" Kc retorted impatiently. Bob grabbed a huge ledger book and flipped it open for kc to see. "There is a wager on her you see, these are the names of everyone who had tried to pick her up. To be in this, all you need do is drop fifty bucks, walk up to her and take her home" Kc shook her head in disbelief as Bob laughed hard. "So Bobby, you mean to say for about a year, no one has been able to pick her up? What is her name ?" Bob closed the book and turned serious. "She's never spoken to anyone Kay, nobody knows anything about her. Although I heard she is a model but I can't be sure. We call her silent Jane for a reason" Kc tried to assimilate this piece of information but came out stunned. She wanted this silent stranger, that very much was clear but knowing there was a year old bet going on made it much harder. Kc mulled the matter over, maybe silent Jane or whatever her name was deaf and dumb. She knew sign language and could maybe talk to her that way. Kc decided she was going to have to try. She had nothing to lose except fifty bucks. She had everything to gain too. She imagined how much could be up for grabs by now. "So Bob, how much I'm I going in for now? That book sure looks half full." "Uhm! Lets see! About fifty thousand." Wtf! Fifty thousand? Kc was definitely broke as f***k. Katie had left her penniless. The only thing the bitch hadn't taken was the house. She would have if she had found a way to move a house. Kc could see things getting better with fifty thousand bucks. She was still contemplating this when sleazy ol Pat came around. She eyed kc with distaste as she passed fifty bucks to Bob. Bob signed in her name to the book and nodded. She sauntered towards the beauty with the confidence of a lion. Kc turned to watch. This was going to be interesting. She saw Pat take a seat and startstart talking. She gesticulated wildly and laughed alone at the jokes she made, all the while the beauty looked through her like she wasn't even there. Silent Jane even seemed to yawn a few times. Kc wondered if she could hear anything Pat was saying. After some minutes, it seemed like Pat was loosing her cool. Kc saw her slam her fist on the table, probably screaming obscenities as she stormed off the table and out the door of the bar. According to Bob, this had been another one of her numerous attempts gone to waste. I felt for her but this further made me interested in this strange beauty.

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I lead a very simple life. I did everything I was supposed to do and I never had issues with anyone. Life in secondary school was on a low key till that kiss. I sat on my bed space that night, confused and devastated. The tears would not stop, I hated her so much. How could she do this to me?? I know I had kissed her first, but why would she allow it. I started to cry, I was too young for this, my brain could not fathom it. How can I be so attracted to a girl? My senior? I was done for. I cried into my pillow and vowed to avoid her like a plague. It worked for a while, I would pass another way whenever I saw her coming, she noticed. I was sad still, my heart will light up anytime I caught a glimpse of her, I wanted her yet I hated her. One night my cousin sent for me to come to her room Asap! It was normal of her to do that. I was tired that night buh I knew that I had no other option. I got there and knocked, immediately the door opened, I saw her sitting with my cousin. She looked beautiful and innocent, my heart started to race, I felt like a trapped animal and I knew I had to escape! I can't stand being in the same room with her. I was about to run when my cuz stood at the door, she wasn't going to let me go. I wondered what my Cuz knew and why she would want me to be with Senior B. I licked my lips and thought for a second, how was I going to do this?? She commanded me to take a seat, right beside senior B. I could not look at her, my face was on the door as I sat down. Our bodies touched and I felt that electricity, all I could think about was sex. The emotions and feelings was something else. She did not say a word, she just kept staring at me. After a while she stood up to go get drinking water from the tap at the back yard! I stood to follow her, she did not know. My cuz at this point was busy with other things. she got to the tap and turned it, immediately she finished, I moved closer and caught her by the waist, before she could say JACK, I lifted her off her feet and planted a wet kiss on her lips. She kissed me back. It was the most intense thing that ever happened to me. We were both lost, I could care less that we were outside and could get caught. At that point nothing mattered to me, I needed her, I could no longer deny or suppress the feelings. I just needed her so much. I ate her lips like I was hungry, she held my face between her hands, my free hand roamed her body and by the time we were done, my pant was soaked. My life changed after that night! I could not imagine my life without her anymore, She taught me things and I was a fast learner. We would make out and write letters, I was in love. So when she finally asked me out, I said Yes without a second thought. I couldn't hide it, it was so obvious, she was all I talked about, all I thought of and the letters soon got in the wrong hands. The seniors knew about it first and it came with a lot of pain. They called for me and beat the shiii out of me! They called me names and and warned me to stay off her, like I could, I knew I couldn't live without her, I wasn't gonna stop, I couldn't. I was far gone, I was lost already, nothing could have stopped me, stopped US. She wasn't around, When she got back and heard about it, she was mad. She poured her wrath on everyone that had touched me, and then came to find me. I was sitting at the back alone and frustrated. I was confused and tired, I was sad. I was feeling so many things at a time and when she came and sat beside me, I knew it was her. I did not have to turn or look around. I knew her smell, her walk, I could feel her presence. She did not touch me, she just sat there and watched me, heart broken, she could feel my pain. Some good minutes passed before she held my hand and dragged me up, I followed her meekly back to her room, she got water and took me to the bath. She took off my clothes and I just stood there enjoying her touch and care. I should run from her, I should avoid her but for the life of me I couldn't. She started to wash me, she payed special attentions to the parts that hurt, I winced in pain whenever she traced a red mark. Our eyes met for an instant and I could not take them off, the fire I saw in her, it was like a magnet, I couldn't break eye contact, before I knew it, my lips were on hers. I kissed her like my life depended on it, her lips tasted like butter, like life. How could something this wrong feel so good? It was a sad kiss, I felt like breaking into tears but her hand, her touch, her feel reassured me and I knew that I was Never ever going to leave HER.

Kimi n hawken where can we find ur kind of love...I am looking for one. Show me the way ooo

If you had magical powers to make someone fall in love with you, would you? Why?

Relationships are the same, that’s true, but there some differences between straight and lesbian relationships. On one hand, there are fun things about being in a lesbian relationship. On the other hand, we’re also sure there are pluses on the other side of the team. It’s not that we’re comparing ourselves, but there are still people out there wondering how these two are different. Let’s enlighten those who don’t know how lesbian relationships are different from the straight ones. Straight And Lesbian Relationships Difference #1: Celebrity Status We’re serious about this. When two women walk into a restaurant and have a nice quiet dinner, the whole place stops to take a look at us. This is especially more intense when said two women walk in hand in hand. Who else do you know can stop activity like that– except celebrities? Okay, seriously now, we do get a lot more attention than straight couples. If in the past these are more on the negative side, this time people are cheering us on for being out and proud. So there. That’s a celebrity status in a way. Straight And Lesbian Relationships Difference #2: Periodic Table When you’re in a straight relationship, this means only one of you has their menstrual periods. This also means at least three days in a month, you can’t have sex unless you want it all bloody. With lesbian relationships, two people have their periods and sometimes they don’t happen at the same time. Ergo, in a lesbian relationship there are at least six days of no sexual contact. It’s a good thing then sometimes we like to just cuddle, especially when we’re feeling hormonal. Straight And Lesbian Relationships Difference #3: One Night Stands When they said that women are from Venus, what they meant was while men have a tendency to have sex on the brain, women are more inclined towards intimacy. More women would prefer to have sex when the objective is long term. So in a straight relationship, there is one partner who would want to have sex with you, period. In a lesbian relationship, on the other hand, there are more chances that both partners would want to get to know each other better before going to bed together. No surprise here that one-night stands in a lesbian relationship have a tendency to turn into relationships. Straight And Lesbian Relationships Difference #4: Birth Control Lesbian relationships have a higher savings on their account. Why? We don’t need a budget for birth control pills and condoms. What for when we have no use for them. At all. Wonderful, isn’t it? Straight And Lesbian Relationship Difference #5: Pregnancies Because of the above, we don’t have to deal with unwanted pregnancies and indulge in abortion. Not unless we woke up one day and same-sex relations can now produce babies. Of course, this is a news feature and not a science fiction literature. There’s no chance of that ever happening. So, truth be told, lesbian relationships are the ultimate pro-life, pro-choice unions. We have a choice not to have children, and we have a choice to adopt instead. What makes us all the same? We’re all people and we all have the right to love whom we love. Source

If you were to come out of the closet right now, who would you inform first...and why?

Touché!! Hehehee!!! Who’s looking to get employed?

Do you like being the dominant one or the submissive one in the bedroom?

How much time after a break-up would you generally allow before going into a new relationship? What is it a function of.

Who was the last person you said "I Love You" to?

The One I don't want you to love me because I'm good for you. Because I say and do all the right things. Because I'm everything you have been looking for. I want to be the one you didn't see coming. The one who gets under your skin. Who makes you unsteady. Who makes you question everything you have ever believed about love. I want to be the one who makes you feel reckless and out of control, the one your infuriatingly and implicitly drawn to. I don't want to be the one who tucks you into bed, I want to be the reason you can't sleep at night... Lang Leav

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"Tee! Do you think God hates us?" I said looking at her, she was so beautiful, everything I could ever want and more. She raised her eyebrows and seemed to think for a while before replying "I don't think he hates us,I don't wanna think about cray stuffs like that tho" she said nonchalantly as she drew me closer. Our bodies melted like wax, we were joined, body and soul. I could almost taste her thoughts. How is it possible to love and understand someone this much? How can this be a sin? She started to kiss me and I rose to her lips, it started slowly but the need grew and grew till we were practically eating each other. I wanted her so much, I have never wanted anything this much in my entire life. The sex that night was different. The orgasm was sweet in a painful way and after it passed I started to cry. She cuddled me and whispered sweet nothings into my ears, it worked. The tears turned into a trickle and I sniffed and held her even closer, she kissed my tears and said "Make a wish Bee" I did not think about it, it came out straight out of my heart. "I wish God would accept US".

Ladies did she rock it? Yayyyy or Nayyyy?

Do you prefer older or younger? How much older or younger would you go? Give a range if you will.

I was thinking along these lines and decided to perhaps make it public.. the more the merrier :D So here it is... This thread is a catalogue of sorts of the things you do/have done when you miss(ed) her. All you need do is start your sentence with "When I miss you..."

When you meet a girl you fancy or when on a first date, are you calm and quiet or uneasy, talkactive and all over the place? Better still; what are you like? Pray tell.... we won't judge ☻