Category: February Photofest
February Photofest – Day 4
“Our willingness to wait reveals the value we place on what we’re waiting for.” Unfortunately I’ll be waiting awhile – I’m off to Mexico to spend a week, maybe two, with my Canadian, who is a snowbird and winters in the tropics to avoid the snow and ice up north.…
February, and the Yearly Photofest Challenge
Hard to believe it’s that time again – February Photofest, when those of us participating commit to (trying) to post an image every day for the month of February. I don’t remember if I participated last year, but yeah, I think I will this year. I haven’t thought of a…
Cheeky
I have a friend that I send pictures to, one (vanilla) in the AM, one (less vanilla) in the evening. I sent him this one the other night. “Cheeky!” was his response. Not sure if he was referring to the little smirk on my face, the pose, that ass –…
Collar
I slept in my play collar last night. Collars are hot in play, and sexy as hell; they are a lovely way to formalize the transition from one state of being (partners, lovers, friends) to another (D/s, kink partners, owned and Owner); but there is a feeling of security in…
A First Night Alone
“Send me a risqué picture,” he said. It’s all new. How much is too much? How much is not enough? I was alone in the house for my first overnight. This felt daring enough. This time.
Contrition
It was bound to happen – overdue, really. 12×5, cold, with the heavy cane. Frankly I’m surprised I’m not a whole lot redder, as much as I was wincing, yelping and jumping around.
Gettin’ My Paint On
I really like that pale yellow for my bedroom.
A New Chapter
I’m standing in what will be my new bedroom, once we get the rooms painted (this week) and stuff moved in (this coming weekend.) It’s been both an unbearably long and unbelievably short time, watching the house being built week by week and now – finally – it’s done, it’s…
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