New York was ugly and stormy yesterday. I had to cancel all my plans and settle for a night in. What better to do on a rainy night than call over a friend to keep me warm and safe? I would say dry but that defeats the purpose of rainy weather company. I wanted more than a good time. Lately, a certain girlfriend of mine has inspired me to concentrate on someone that I have a real connection with. She sent me a couple of beautiful songs to accompany a passionate night of love making. Listening to the rain tapping outside the window of my high rise Manhattan loft, brought out the romantic  side in me. Never giving names, I scanned through my Iphone for that guy who knew my body the best. In no time he was at my door with wine and condoms. I made him battle  through a fucking storm to get this. Good boy! Anyone who wants this, has to go through obstacles to taste my rainbow.

The music was a mixture of old school r&b , jazz, and a couple of young artists; Marvin Gaye, Stevie wonder, Floetry, Marsha Ambrosius and Trey Songz. I love Trey, he makes me cum over and over! The Neighbors Know My Name has been my favorite song since last year. Thank God for the repeat button! The rhythm carried us through that hurricane with no interruptions. All I can say is Late night, early mornings! I’m tired as hell and about to go back bed, but it was all worth it. I can’t wait for the next storm!