My sent emails XLVI – the sex-voiced Texan

This time, I sent sex-voiced Texan a photo of a pose I liked as inspiration: casual, leaning against a wall, hat in hand, boots on, jeans, no shirt.

He sent me three pictures: two variations of that pose, and one off-script photo featuring his bound hands, the boots and hat in shot.

I am (almost literally) floored by my visceral reaction to how beautiful he is. But it’s not JUST his beauty. It’s the fact that he happily trots off to do his best to give me what I want. Then he over-achieves. Unf.

This was my reply.

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I only just avoided sending you an entirely empty email… *laugh*.

It went like this:

Oh email from the sex-voiced Texan, awesome :))
*reads email… thinks about responses*
Oooh pictures!
*opens attachments*
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*brain glitch*
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Oh shit, gotta take my dad to his appointment…!!! *runs out*

*random thoughts and smiling at those pics while my dad chit chats in the car*
“That first one was so awesome, was that an Adonis belt? Holy fuck. The wrist one… jesus… Wow, he looked fucking HUGE in that one shot. HUGE!”

*gets home*
*saves attached pics*
*hits reply on email, ready to type some response*
*looks at pics*
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*brain glitch*
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*hits ‘Send’ on empty email because I’M REPLYING TO EMAIL*

Macro pops up: “Did you really want to send an empty email?”
*sheepish* “… um… no…”

Working portion of brain: So send a proper email then!

Rest of brain: Uuuuhhhhhh… uuuuuuuhhhhh… *stutters*… uuuhhhhhhh… *flails about*

Working portion of brain: How about you just explain what just happened vs trying to make your brain work?

YES! (see above)

I can’t even…

So fucking good! Thank you.