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Monthly Archives: May 2014
Mirror, mirror in my space, never should you show my face. But my bosom do reveal When I stand or when I kneel. Mirror, mirror on the wall… you know that I’m not really tall– still, my Master I do … Continue reading
sitting in sofia’s kitchen, all is quiet. No kiddo’s screaming, running, or even worse…quiet. It is both surreal, and a blessed balm. I’ve *needed* this break, a chance to unwind, renew, and be with people who truly “get” me. So … Continue reading
If you sat in the right place on the outdoor patio at the restaurant, looking at the lake as you munched your dinner, and the sun was setting and the lighting was just so, maybe you would catch a glimpse … Continue reading
In the later part of the morning, she roused. The coffee and aspirin seemed to do the trick, for she felt fine. Stretching, she rose and padded to the bathroom. She still had her shirt on, so she rather thought he’d … Continue reading
We had some face time tonight. It was good. Not private, but still. I pulled up and saw Him immediately…in a suit. I almost swallowed my tongue…my pussy fluttered and I was about faint with that sudden slam of desire … Continue reading
Some shots just don’t come out as planned.
Yesterday’s post was terribly angsty, wasn’t it? I was feeling very needy and blue and … there isn’t anything wrong with that. I am grateful for the kind thoughts–and the sympathetic ones. I know you know how it feels. I … Continue reading
Daily life has left me up to my neck in vanilla world stuff. Where’s the kink? That viscous swirl of rich dark hurting, of spank-reddened flesh…it evades my body, yet haunts my mind. Where can I find that which I … Continue reading