I've come across a website. I like it. I connected with this particular section of a post.

"Usually when I use my vibrator or hands, I am fantasizing about someone fictional and imagined. But now I can't stop seeing you when I close my eyes and pretend you're there with me. . . I hope our talk of going away together isn't just all talk. I want to be in another town, not hiding our affection, and not on the clock with you. I don't want to worry about being caught, about being late, or about trying to rush and jam everything into 3 hours. I imagine being in Chicago with you again, but without having to sneak around like last time. Other than that, I agree -- it was our best night yet. You're fabulous. I wish I had you here every day but I know you'd grow tired of my cranky mornings, bad cooking and ability to turn white shirts purple. Please come home soon. I miss your eyes, your lips, your skin. "

from http://smilergrogan.blogspot.com/