A woman on the bed, blindfolded; just sitting there, wondering what is going to happen next. May be she is dressed like a professional, or maybe in a black gown or a red velvet dress. Perhaps a pair of hands, now, move on her neck, carassing her hair, lips, face. She shudders, a surprised moan even as two fingers softly press her lips, letting her know that there is nothing she can do to stop what is happening, and there is nothing to be afraid of. Her hands are taken, and a smooth satin scarf binds her wrists to the bedpost. again she struggles a little, and again a pair of fingers silence her from being loud...a voice whispers in her ears...telling her there is nothing to be afraid of. (This is one of my fantasies, what is yours?) -- For those who I didn't manage to scare off: I am one month away from a degree in science, I consider myself to be a hippie type person- very casual, somewhat hopeless romantic, somewhat spiritual when it comes to music. I like to read (right now stuck in the realm of non-fiction), watch movies (stuck along documentary/drama line) and listen to music (I'd listen to anything atleast once. I have a hyperactive interest that moves around from topic to topic quicker than you'd ever think, so I am a jack of all trades kind of person. Looking For: I am attracted to rather large, older and bedroom submissiove women. I am not very picky, so those are not iron clad. But I would like to get to know you over internet/phone first and see where things go.