During my escapades of searching for my Frog Prince in my 60s, I met guys on-line through dating sites, and virtual gambling rooms. Attraction and flirting was as titillating as the game itself. Nico was a Greek married business man that turned into an insatiable horn-dog once the teasing turned to fantasy. Here's a snippet to whet your appetite or scare the bejesus out of you like he did to me, even from 7,000 miles.
"Then red flag number two was waved when he wanted to put his cock in my mouth 'until you choke.' I immediately texted, 'NO,' and just as quickly, he corrected that he didn't mean until I 'passed out.' I got the gist that we were acting out one of his kinky fantasies, and I had the overwhelming sense that if I did pass out momentarily, that would be a fabulous turn-on. He said he still wanted me to name what movie star I looked like so that he could visualize me while masturbating... He was especially interested in learning what American women enjoyed the most about 'S&M.'" Had this taken the twists he wanted, I wondered if he knew "the international code to call 911 before I became the cult heroine of his snuff film?"
For the whole story, turn to Chapter 10: Nico, in my debut book available on Amazon, Google Books, and Walmart. Cyber Frogs And Princes: A Sex Manual Of On-Line Dating After 50 by Suze Q. You'll never look at Greek sweets the same way again.
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