Proof that I DON'T MATTER.
I've never been attracted to blondes, but on June 21st Karen had her hair bleached blonde; and completely out of character for me, I was SO intensely turned on by Karen's blonde hair that I could barely contain my hormones and desire for her.
I shared the fact that in my 44 years of life, I have NEVER HAD SEX WITH A BLONDE.
Over the past 4 months and 3 days, I have made sure to bring this point up on a regular basis. Over that time perion I have even BEGGED to have sex with my wife, on more occasions than I either care to admit (out of both shame and how truly depressing that fact is on its own merit. The very fact that I would ever have to beg for intimacy and affection from my "partner.").
As of today, I have still NEVER HAD SEX WITH A BLONDE; and I have even shared my thoughts and feelings with my wife about this as recently as this morning. Even after sharing how hurtful this has been for me over these past 4 months, and told her that I still very much desire to have sex with her as a blonde....
I am sitting here writing this entry as Karen is having her sexy blonde hair coated in brown hair dye.
So if there was ever any doubt as to just how VERY LITTLE my thoughts, feelings, or even basic emotional and intimacy needs truly matter to my wife. The evidence was just dropped on head like a ton of bricks.
I litterally feel like I matter anout as much as a hot pile of DOG SHIT right now. The only reason I even register in her mind, is because I am a stinking pile of inconvenience... of course, until she wants another new purse or some other thing she just absolutely has to have at that moment.
EVERYTHING else... Literally everything and anything else matters MORE than me.
So much for sex with a HOT BLONDE. :-( 😥
So much for the fantasy story board I posted on SEP 25th:39 Months Later - I still want to be Shaved,... by my Sexy BLONDE Barberette!
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