My name is Rachel and I'm wicked fun. I'm the kind of girl that you can call when your tire is flat for some cold water, moral support and AAA. I offer situational relief, mental reassurance and real-time solutions.
Loyal and trustworthy by nature, I'm a real solid girl to have around. I'm an excellent friend and an even better lover. Money-back guarantee offered for 30 day trials. Financial incentives offered for long-term commitments. :) I jest.
I work hard and sometimes forget to play harder (or, play at all for that matter). I work in the technology industry --- we'll leave it at that for now. I love my job more than anything (love it 96% of the time, hate it 2%, neutral 2%).
I'm stable; and when the road gets shaky, I'm resilient too. I'm very thankful for who I am and how I choose to see the world. Ultimately, what I want is a partner in crime. Someone I can invite into the inner circle of trust. Possibly a man from the muscle tribe of danger and excellence.
Drop a line. It might be the smartest thing you've done all day. ;)
The day would begin with me waking up ULTRA MEGA excited. After I realized how excited I was, I'd start to get a little nervous and I'd start getting ready 3 hours before you were supposed to show up and pick me up. I'd straighten my curly hair and look and feel lovely. After I'm all gussied up, I'll probably contemplate having a shot before you get here to calm my excitement.
You'll show up at my house and call me when you're outside. I'll rush to the door and find a reflective surface to check my hair one last time before I swing it open to find you standing there. I'll look cheesy and I'll give you a big hug. You wont know it, but I'll literally be drooling all over myself because I know you'll be smelling like an Armani model. A man who smells good; one of my weaknesses.
I'll climb into your car and we'll shuffle off to have sushi. I will NOT be modest and pretend like I can't eat 2 and a half rolls by myself. We'll eat and chat and I'll fight myself out of the sushi coma to go have drinks with you. We'll land in a pub somewhere drinking what's on special and laughing it up all night. You'll conveniently have $1s in your wallet so that we can pwnzor the jukebox (I expect you to know what pwnzor is).
After we realize we're really drunk, we'll laugh at ourselves and steal a kiss. It will be the kind of kiss that melts from your lips down into your shoulders; the one that leads into an embrace. You'll hold me and we'll realize the sobering effect of our attraction and admiration for one another. Sobering, but not sobering enough... you'll convince me that you're alright to drive and we'll go have loaded cheese fries at Denny's. We'll agree that Denny's has great ranch. Purely sublime.
You'll drop me off at my house and I'll rush upstairs like a little school girl to change my faycebook status to something really elusive and corny. Then, I'll lay there and wonder when I'll get to see you again. I'll fall asleep with a smile on my face. You'll drive home and do the same.
Maybe we could just slow dance to Lights by Journey.