It’s been awhile since my last post, June 2007??? I’ve been using my pheros sparingly, because I work mostly at home and am not out much around groups or anyone for a length of time.
But I’m still using the pheros, focusing on one special sweetie, using phero potions that have had good reactions from him and experimenting with mixes from the forum that have gotten interesting results for others. Over the past 6 months I’ve had the best reactions from him when using 2 sprays of regular size instant sexiness B (x1) to the back of my hair and regular size instant honestly (X2) to the back of my hair with only one spray of instant sexiness A (1X) to the front of my neck (it smells so strong, even with the neroli in it) with a cover of pink sugar or vanilla ,whatever my whim of the day.
To refresh your memories or for new readers, he is a quiet guy that isn’t into touching at all over all the years I’ve known him, getting my first touch from him after using the mix above. Continuing to use that mix, I was hoping for an invitation for a get together outside our work atmosphere to materialize, . . . well, finally, wearing the mix and trying to inconspicuously get close enough, long enough for him to get a good whiff. He leaves saying “I’ve been working on something you have to see; you do want to see it don’t you?” A couple weeks later, wearing the same mix, he’s insistent again, "I’m almost done with what I’m working on, and we still have to celebrate my birthday, too. I’ve made suggestions for celebrating his birthday with others, and this time a celebration, just us, but in a public place and he says, “why don’t you just come over.” (This is so not like him.) So I protest, just a bit, “well I don’t know when you’re home.” And he tells me to just call him and if he’s not home, he’ll get there and stay home. I like this turn of events; I like to be pursued. So he calls me twice, the next week. I let him know I haven’t forgotten him, but was thinking of stopping by the following week. So he let’s me know when he gets home, and although I wanted to be there the very minute he got home, I controlled myself and got there an hour 1/2 later. I wasn’t late, but he called me while I was on my way there, just to make sure I didn’t get lost and to give me directions in case I was. (Not lost, just taking my time.) For this encounter I added to my usual mix, thinking we’d hopefully have a good 2-3 hours of uninterrupted time together, two squirts of Test mix (to go size) MX138 to the back of my hair and for the final touch a drop to each wrist of “lust after me”. I don’t know the strength because it is not on the bottle, but I had it scented in chocolatini.
yum! My guess is it’s the weakest strength.
I’m feeling giddy on the way there, almost like I had a few drinks, but in control – I could drive and think rationally.(Sure,
!) Once I get there, we have a couple shots of Bailey’s Irish cream to celebrate Christmas and some cocoa with schnapps to break the ice. He asks if I’ve eaten and starts bringing out things to make. I get my choice and he’s cooking for me! In celebration of his birthday, I ask to see photos from his childhood, and I think he brought out every photo he owns! Then he wants to play games so we do. He’s such a very private guy, but suddenly is showing me everything in his house, rec room, attic and garage. I take it all in, in disbelief, knowing all the while the pheros are really kicking in. Later he even shows me his guns (which I’ve envisioned him demonstrating how to use them with his arms almost around me) which he did! I’m thinking the pheros were really working some magic! He nonchalantly touched me in conversation, as if he’s done it all his life, again, NOT his style. So he’s showing me his weights, (again I’ve envisioned this, wanting him to be my personal trainer) And he blurts out, “I can give you the key so you can use them anytime you want!” Whoa, I’m dumbfounded,
saying nothing in disbelief. I don’t know the look on my face; he gives me an out. I don’t take the key. (I’ve been heeding the advice from the forum not to push things). I’ll bring it up later . . . or wait for him to bring it up, to see if it’s for real. Last we look at his movie collection and he asks do I want to watch a movie (again I’ve envisioned this) I’m not objecting, so he picks a long, scary one.
I chose to sit on the floor in front of him (so the pheros waif upward toward him.) We watch the movie, his leg touching my arm and back the whole time, for awhile I’m holding onto his ankle/foot. I attempt to tickle his other foot and he sandwhiches me in between his legs and gives me a couple of leg hugs. I feel protected, which he always makes me feel, and warm fuzzies. Before the movie is over I think I’m overstaying my welcome as it’s way late and he has to work in the a.m. so I say I should go, and he says “the movie isn’t over” like he doesn’t want me to go (he’s seen the movie before). Five hours after I’ve been there, who knows where the time went? All I know is that I was treated like a queen, and like anything I wanted was mine. When the movie is over, I gathered up my things, we hugged, exchanged Merry Christmas wishes. Strong stuff those pheros; I’m convinced it’s the pheros because over the phone it’s nothing like the “in person.” I’m happy the way things are headed.
And sorry this entry is so long…it’s been awhile!