Chapter 1: The Allure of Anticipation

The smooth touch of nylon against my skin serves as an exquisite form of foreplay. As I pull on my stockings, slowly and deliberately, the sensation heightens my arousal before a date. It's a ritual that often leaves me craving more. Perhaps it stems from a desire for connection, or maybe it’s simply a conditioned response. Historically, when I dress this way, I tend to achieve the outcomes I seek. Thus, my body, yearning for the passionate touch of a lover, becomes a vessel for my desires. Notice that I emphasize ‘my’ satisfaction; it’s part of a playful game I enjoy.

For the past five years, I've engaged in a unique approach to dating. Utilizing popular apps like Tinder, I select what I refer to as a “project.” While I won’t divulge all my secrets, my profile is appealing enough to attract attention. My “project” typically consists of a random individual who reaches out to me. Being bisexual, I might normally seek a meaningful relationship with a woman,