The Happiness Thread

I can tell you that either I lucked out with these bottles, or my memory is being forgiving, or maybe it's just a cologne that ages well. The initial application was like a direct zap through my hypothalamus and into old file drawers of memories I didn't even know I had. That wonderful slice of time when the early 80's were really still the late 70's holding on. Ringer tee shirts and cotton shorts. Adidas Gazelle sneakers the very first time around. Maybe I wore this cologne as long as I did because I associate it with summer camp and boys, and... well... we all know how that turned out for Wrey. Anyway, I thank you for giving me the enthusiastic nudge that it was at least worth a shot. It was.

 

While I like the sweet smells of a perfumed lady, I do have to admit
there is something alluring about the scent of her natural body.
Not sure what it is, but the much more raw natural fragrance
has a way of driving my senses bonkers. (I know I am strange, and
like to sniff new people. Of course I also find that new people feel
different too.)

 

Things to say to creep people out:

(while hugging) "You smell different when you're awake."

 

I never wore cologne. A couple of guys in high school did, but it was a huge turn-off for me. They didn't smell like boys; they smelled like laboratory chemicals. Lots of ugh involved.

My sister, who was a year older than me, asked me once what I thought was a really attractive perfume for girls. I said, "I don't know about perfume, but I bet guys would love you if you smelled like a cheeseburger." She hasn't let me forget that to this day.

Note to girls: Don't bother asking your prepubescent brother what you should smell like. They won't have anything useful to tell you.

 

My guy doesn't like me to wear perfume, but when I insist, he prefers that I wear the ones that smell like cookies. He backed up that preference by gifting me a bottle of Indult Tihota, the perfume that causes half of the perfume freaks to say, "Why would you spend that much? It just smells like vanilla." and that other half to say, "I have to have it! It smells just like vanilla!" I'm in the second half.

(This conversation has inspired me to put on the smallest smear from a sample vial of Parfume d'Empire Tabac Tabou, and consider writing my first perfume review in months/years. Tobacco and leather, with an opening shout of "I'm going to be REALLY DIRTY!" that then sort of faded away as if the promise were never made. Hm.)

 

I'm love with all the metaphors happening today in the forum because of perfume!

 

What is next, scratch and sniff porn?

But on the cereal, yeah that natural odor
is really intoxicating and full of pheromones.
Maybe we few are more related to moths in this.
Nah, it is actually part of our primal brain when
finding someone attractive, and potential partner.
Proof that there is something to all that true beauty
is on the inside.

I read a short on another forum that this lady was
simply drunk on this guys scent. It was crazy cool
to read about it.

It is a fairly clean one. But the way she describes it is fascinating.

Spoiler: His Scent

One day, one of the guys I had been drawn to on SLS, asked for a massage. And I said yes, he could come for a massage. I don't know why I agreed to it. I wasn't up for it. But for some reason, this man intrigued me. The moment he passed through the door is etched in my mind for eternity. I wasn't there to greet him at the door, I had told him to just come in. I was actually disinfecting the table and putting clean sheets on it. I sensed when he entered....I caught his scent. It was intoxicating. I looked down the hall and he stood there...a mountain of a man. Tall, dark, handsome........

So there he stood -- I just stared. My eyes caught his. I could barely breathe. His scent filled my being...it was intoxicating. I know it was probably just a few seconds, but it felt like an eternity. Everything seemed to slow down. I felt an excitement I had never experienced before. I was suddenly very aware of my body -- this had NEVER happened to me. I am a contol freak. I don't drink; I don't use drugs, not even perscription; and I never lose control of my body. But at that moment....I was definitely out of control. I could actually feel my nipples harden and noticed the feel of them as they strained against the soft brushed cotton of my top. I could feel a wetness below....and a tingling. And all the while that scent continued to slay me. I felt weak in the knees. I was not sure I could even speak. I tried to smile sweetly and attempted to welcome him in and make him feel comfortable. I wasn't sure if my words were coming out right...if I was making any sense. I didn't feel like my brain was functioning properly... all I could think about was this man standing so close to me. My heart began to pump so fast and so hard that I could actually feel and hear every thump of it in my head. This man completely took over my entire being, and he had not touched me or even said a word yet.......

I was just standing there staring at him. I told him to come down the hallway to the massage room. I was trembling inside and out. How on earth was I going to give this man a massage when:
*my legs were mush
*my knees were week and buckling
*I was shaking
*My brain was not functioning
*I could not catch my breath
*i could not swallow
*I wasn't sure my words were coming out right
*And I did not know if I was speaking coherently
I was a mess. And yes...this man completely possessed me -- mind, body and spirit -- again, without touching me or even saying a word.
Once I caught his scent...it was all over for me.
Now, I am not talking cologne here. I mean his raw, male scent. His pheromones.
Have you ever heard of someone speaking about having "chemistry"? Or "clicking" with someone? Have you heard people say "sparks" flew? Or have you heard of love at first sight? Or heard someone say that their eyes caught each other from across a room and they were drawn to each other? That all has to do with pheromones.
You see, we are animals. And if you pay attention to the animal kingdom, you know that the male and female of the species are drawn together by scent...the pheromones. You know that hunters use deer scent to attract the bucks during deer season.
It works the same for we humans. Trouble is, we have supressed it. But subconsciously, it is still there. Some of us have a heightened sense, while others have supressed the sense of smell.
As an aromatherapist, I have a heightened sense of smell. And I pick up the pheromones consciously. But even if you don't have that heightened sense -- it is still there and working subconsciously. Thus...you think sparks are flying, or you have a connection, or some kind of chemistry. It is how the animal kingdom works.
I know within seconds of meeting a man, if I am interested in him. I know immediately if I am sexually attracted to him or not. And it has to do with his male scent -- the pheromones.
I had never been affected so strongly with the scent of a man like I was then. This man was melting me into a puddle in the middle of my hallway. My nipples were hard, my pussy was tingling and I was nearly paralyzed.
I was barely functioning....and I had promised him a massage............

 

My formative scents were Obsession and Drakkar Noir. Obsession was what the goths like me wore, but only to clubs, and Drakkar put one of those sample cards in one of the first Playboy magazines I ever... obtained.

Which goes to prove something about sexuality, since it was also the preferred scent (in copious quantities) of a group of young Mexican-American guys I worked with, but I never ended up sniffing after them, so to speak.

 

Guess what!? The Switch and 'Breath of the Wild' has arrived!!

 

Whoo 61k mark hit. Introduced a strange new species, and teamed up Corlixia with Janxica.
Cherry on the top so far, best and scariest kill achievement unlocked.

Well tomorrow its Graxis's turn.

 

According to the forum rules, all posts must be in English.

(Seriously, I have no idea what you're talking about, or what you're saying about it.)

 

Translation from ecstatic happy to English:

I have finally made it to 61000 words in my current novel.
As well as introducing a new alien species that is basically
a biological brain in a robotic body. And this new alien
creature at the end of the part that was written, punched
through the rib cage of a Mercenary from behind. Proudly
holding their heart in front of them, as a display of raw
power and superior force.

The good Major Graxis is the next in the turn base within
the story to advance, in his role of the story line.

Thank you for taking the time to see this post, Sir/Madam.

 

Ah. I was unfamiliar with your WIP, so I made the perfectly reasonable assumption that Corlixia and Janxica were prescription pharmaceuticals. Your post makes a whole different kind of sense then.

 

Nope, but that is funny though.

Try my blog in sig, it will shed a bit more light on them not being pharmaceuticals.
Though I guess Janxica is a wee lizard lass at 20CM could be mistaken for a drug of sorts (shrugs).

 

All of a sudden, I've got cascading story ideas, something that doesn't fit quite right into one piece looking pretty good for a standalone, weird ideas emailed from Drunk Iain to Sober Iain that actually make sense, lotsa open word processor windows with half finished stuff....

Now I just need time to type it all out.

 

My anxiety has been on a record low for days!

 

At the present I am good. Nothing like peering into a pair of soft steels, and a sweet disposition.
Hmm...happy little me.... (And yes I am still alone, I just have a thing for eyes.)

 

Got my tickets for a camping spot at Oregon's Solarfest for the eclipse in Aug and my son is coming with me.

I am one happy camper.

 

Before I get to the good stuff, sorry for vanishing, been busy.

Anyhow.

I'm getting promoted on my birthday! What's more, it's to supervise my workplace's answer to a VIP room, which means I'm not going to be working late as often.

 

Well... I am proud to say that the job that has kept me so distracted has done me well. All of my hard work is paying off as... I have been promoted again! Finally! I started my Walmart career as a cashier July 26, 2014. I was promoted to a Dept. Mgr. on November 1, 2014 and have been so ever since, raising standards in three different departments. Now, after much hard work, many dedicated hours, and a flawless interview, I have been accepted into the Assistant Manager Trainee program, which starts July 24th.

I just want to share my appreciation for the blessings I've seen over the years. What's most exciting behind the substantial pay raise and potential fresh start is the energy that is coming with it. I am working diligently to recreate order in my life. I feel truly inspired to advance as a person, and not just a Walmart employee. I hope that with this new energy, I find myself writing and editing more. And maybe I can be a recurring face here again.

I gotta say, you guys inspire me, especially the longterm members. I know it's been a while, but I still take to heart the lessons I've learned here about writing and life. It's crazy to think I'm still just 23 years old. Hopefully I go on to make my friends and mentors here proud as a person, and someday a writer. For now, I'mma keep climbing the ladder and sponging up life experience where I can.

All my love to all of you on the Forums!

 

To make a long story short -- I discussed my fantasy with a number of people and they said they were "down for it". Well...guess I'd better get my little ass in gear...

 

Hooray! And thanks for checking in. I like hearing from you.