Sex fantasies

No way!

I would have to say that it would have to be achieving charter membership in the two mile high club. The mile high club was fun, but not much of a challenge. At two miles, the lack of oxygen, causes me to pass out prior to completion. There is also the problem of what happens if the FAA finds out what you are doing. There is less and less uncontrolled airspace every day, and freefalling several thousand feet while regaining consciousness is very noticeable on a controller's radar.

?????? You did it it while parachuting??? HOW?

God no, Riette, I fear he's a pilot.....

I am a pilot. To become a member of the mile high club, you have to have sex while you are pilot in control of an aircraft. The sex must occur while the aircraft is at least 6000' above ground level. Use of cabin pressurization, supplemental oxygen, or autopilot disqualifies the attempt. The two mile high club requires the same thing at 12000' AGL. In spite of the fact that this kind of sex requires nowhere near the exertion that sex on the ground does, the air is thin at 12000', and every tim I've tried it, I've passed out. By the way, you really owe it to yourself to try the mile high sex. the aircraft supplies most of the motion. With practice, you can be weightless at the point of orgasm.

I have to admit, that your idea of sex while parachuting sounds really interesting. It would have to be done in free fall..... It's really cold up there..... Maybe a tandem harness and a cargo chute?? I'm going to have to think this out.

But won't you be 5 mm cold? But sex while flying sounds stunning. I'd love to do it while doing rolls and dives. A friend of mine flies these small planes, and he does those dives, and falls and rolls - I absolutely ADORE it.

You will definitely have to try it.

Absolutely - except that my husband gets airsick from getting up on a morning, and the friend is not my type....

Dramamine is wonderful for airsickness, and there are a couple of million pilots in the world. It doesn't have to be now, just sometime.

Interesting point: Most people that get airsick riding in a plane don't get airsick when they are pilot in command. Huge amounts of adrenaline can overcome anything.

Not with my husband, I don't think. Once we were in a restaurant on the beach in Africa - very romantic and all. Except that we had to leave after ten minutes - after he had to run to the loo to be sick! And friends of ours had a waterbed in their spare room; he ended up sleeping on the floor, because it made him sick! And he comes from a Scottish family of sea farers! But if I don't get to do it in a plane, it's not the end of the world - he more than makes up for it on the ground.

Of course it's not the end of the world. Just a wonderful experience. Are you trying to tell me that your husband got seasick on the beach? The waterbed, I can understand. I don't like them. if I move suddenly, it tends to throw my partner out of bed.

Yep, my husband cannot even look at moving water! He also can't stand merry-go-around rides. Says it frightens him to death - which I find hard to believe! Anyway, I won't lose hope for the airplane experience...after all, I can do it on my own!

Close, closer than you could get without the airplane, but not quite the same.

Are you suggesting I buy myself a vibrator??? Or perhaps a Safety Man?

Perhaps a vibrator and a bungee cord. get a vibrator that you can conceal inside. Turn it on, insert and jump. That ought to be REAL CLOSE.

�blushing, but just this once�

Just once?

Assuming you're not going to make me feel shy again....

Well, I shall attempt to keep you in the bold and beautiful mode. We'll try to leave the shyness behind. Or to quote Admiral Farragut at the battle for Mobile Bay, "Damn the torpedos, full speed ahead". (Sounds heroic and all that, but, I'm glad I wasn't on his ship.) (That's the kind of thinking that got Custer siouxed)

A bit of explanation is in order here. At the time of the battle, what they referred to as torpedos, we now call MINES.

I know, darling, I've got all these terms under my belt! Reading a book on 2nd world war tactics. I cannot believe the technology that went into it even back then! Like the German Enigma codes, and the magnetic mines they used to blow up ships - it's so cool!

The war I'm referring to took place 1861-1865. You like WWII tech, you ought to see what they got now!! They can program the sound signature of a particular ship into a torpedo, and that torpedo will hunt down that one ship and blow it up. The torpedo will avoid every other ship. and that is just the tip of the iceburg.

Well, I KNEW what a torpedo mine thing was, so there! And, yes I read about that torpedo too! But it's not so surprising, I suppose, because I perceive of THIS as the very modern years. But when I read about some of the stuff they came up with during the 1930's, I just go, WOW! Because that's like the 'dark ages', it's so long ago. Like that one German bomb mine with the photo-electric cells that exploded the bomb if light got inside it to kill the bomb team who got to see how it worked. And how, when they sank 24 feet deep they functioned as magnetic m nes, and self-destruct on soft mud or in shallow water. Like a big booby trap. I don't like the Germans, but that's cool!

They were very advanced scientifically. Now, i'll make your blood run cold. When Germany surrendered, they were within two weeks of having a workable atomic bomb

I don't doubt that you knew what a torpedo mine was. What I was trying to illustrate was the technological advance at such an early date. By the way, did you know that the first ship sunk successfully by a submarine, was sunk in this war? The ship was the Housatonic and the submarine was the Hunley. They are working on recovering the Hunley now. She was inadvertantly rammed and sunk by a rescue ship going to the aid of the Housatonic.

What a frightening thought! I think the Germans could have easily won the war, if they were less fixated upon Jewish people. But them having an atomic bomb - that's really scary. No, I haven't read about the Housatonic - but it's amazing. It's amazing that they could have a functioning u-boat back then, let alone one that could sink a ship! That's amazing!

The sub was powered by eleven men manually turning a crankshaft that powered the prop.

Oh my goodness!! How did they survive it?! Because it would probably not even be a hundred percent water tight.

Riette, it was totally airtight. Up until it was rammed, anyway. By the way, the crew didn't survive. The remains were still inside when the sub was found. 120 years after she went down.

That's so sad. Did they build a memorial for them somewhere?

They are in the process of building the memorial. They are going to build it on shore near where the men died.

I must go and see it. Do you realize what new people who come here will think of this? U-boats and explosions in a topic on sex fantasies!!! Wew!

Well, Riette. After all, what is long, hard, shaped like a cigar, and full of seamen?

�choking with laughter!!!� A very lucky woman!

SEAMEN RIETTE SEAMEN!!!!!! Not SEMEN.

And we both know now who got who, don't we??? �TONGUE TIME BIG TIME�

Got me again!! Riette! Good one. It seems that you never do things half way.

To get half the kick? No way!

Way to go Riette. Pedal down, toes in the carbs!!!!

I can think of better places to put my toes....

HMMM so can I Riette, so can I.

The where-do-the-toes-go sex fantasy!

Yes, Riette, Where do they go?

�blush� warm, cosy places?

Well that sounds good to me, Riette.

Thank goodness! I thought you were going to ask me to be more specific!

Well Riette, now that you mention it, Could you?

Oh, if I must! Now, let's see: a warm and cosy place for one's foot? hmmmmm.... Inside a piece of clothing? Like, say.....a sock?

Is that what you had in mind too?

NO, Riette, not even close.

Then, speak your mind - I'm listening.

Well To be truely comfortable it would have to be in contact with skin on all sides.

ha-ha!!!! NAUGHTY TIM!!! But how will ANY girl EVER be able to take your whole size 14 foot in her mouth????

Riette, any girl that could put a whole size 14 foot in her mouth, would have to chase me! Because I'd be running the other way.

But I thought that was where you wanted it. No?

Not exactly, Riette!

Let's try another one. The crow's nest restaraunt just north of Monterey on the bay, a foggy summer evening, after dark, at high tide. And on the beach just north of the restaraunt, far enough away that the building has faded into the fog.