Does anyone else feel their mood or preference for WAM change every few hours or maybe each day?

Sometimes I'll wake up and fantasize (thanks to a new friend of mine) about a cute woman being pied in the face, savoring each and every second she reacts to it as the pie makes it's way down her face and unto her clothes before ending its journey of humiliation on the floor next to her feet. Her pure white pants represent things I cannot even begin to describe or do justice to, in stark contrast to her dark colored top. A single pie set inside the perfect scenery can bring me to my knees with want and need to be the pie-er! No clothes stripped off, nothing. Just Beautiful. Effective. And understatedly sexy!

Yet, other times, I wake up in the morning and wish for nothing else except a barrage of pies to be all set up deliciously with different toppings and flavors, ready to be thrown, squished and splatted against a cute woman who is either acting like she loves to get pied, or is play-begging you not to, knowing the inevitable pies would find their ways to her face and body as more clothes come off with time.

contrast... I think it's brilliant.

^^ Oh Oh! I also made a new friend this week on this site who is incredible! ^^ polite, creatively imaginative and beautiful! I thank her for the afternoon we had today on Chat! I honestly hope for more times such as those!


So much thoughts filling my mind today! Peace, pies and love my friends!