Me & Arnie (and our struggle)

Well ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for me to attach myself to someone. It came unexpected and I only had a few days to sort myself out and have a few brief encounters with several others before day D, when I met him. Arnie. Arnie is white, well-shaped and in a good condition. He gets a lot of attention when he is with me. The beginnings were hard. I was introduced to him and I cowardly backed up, scared to even touch him, never mind turning him on. I was overwhelmed with fear. Next day I got the guts and started dealing with him. I had a close look at his equipment, touched him nearly everywhere. Being a bit bossy as I am, I started to give him orders straight away, but he would not listen. He would just stubbornly stand there and he wouldn’t move.

Since I haven’t got much experience with Arnies and such likes, it took some time before I discovered what he likes and what he doesn’t. He really likes when I handle him nice and gently, then he purrs like a cat and everything is fine. What he doesn’t like is when I am rough with him and treat him badly, and then he moans and shows his discomfort to other people as well. I am then ashamed and try never to do the same mistake again. So far it has been a bit of a struggle, but I think our relationship is on the best way to improve. I’m getting used to him and I am fully aware of the fact that Arnie is giving me freedom that I didn’t know until now. I am on a way to reunite with him again and I hope he hasn’t started to fancy someone else since we departed on Friday. I hope he will still be there and will wink his eyes when I touch the right button. My Arnie. My faithful companion for a next couple of months. My Renault Kangoo from Arnold Clark Car Hire in Edinburgh:).