Category: Real Talk
Shoes
It never fails. It’s almost always a Wednesday, because that’s the day I go right from work to the Hypnotist’s, so we can get a bite to eat and I can get changed for bowling. But I like to dress up for him, which – surprise – is not always…
Being Jade
This past weekend I attended a munch with the Hypnotist. It is a munch for folks interested in hypnokink, which I am, but that I have avoided attending with him until this last one because, hell, I don’t know. I’m shy, and awkward, and anxious about having to make small…
Perspective
There’s a lot of things that I like about this image, one of which is the surprise of getting to see my bird from a fresh perspective. Sometimes I forget he’s there, my hummingbird, and seeing him is a jolt – a nice one: “Ooh pretty!” I like my shoulders…
How about you?
The Kink of the Week is “Breasts,” and of course today is Friday so it’s Boobday! I thought about taking the easy way out, and just posting a pictire of my tiny-but-powerful titties, but…well…I actually have some words about them. I know – surprise! right? But first, okay, since you…
It’s been a few heady days.
I’m up at 5 a.m. because I realized, late late last night, that I haven’t written or posted anything since…Sunday? I’d say I’m just crazy busy (and I am!) but it’s not entirely that. I had time last night when I could have sat myself down and written something. And…
Anticipation 3
Being poly/having multiple partners – if one doesn’t live with both/all – is (often) a game of anticipation. It can be both sweet and, while maybe not bitter, at least frustrating: a delicious ache of longing for the one(s) you aren’t with, even as you enjoy the time you are…
Rabbit Holes (the not necessarily fun kind)
Falling down rabbit holes – especially these days – usually consists of discovering and or exploring something new, something wicked and fun, or maybe something – what were the words I used this morning? Oh yeah: craven and lascivious. The one I fell down just now wasn’t either of those…
What Do I Get Out Of This?
So I was asked “What do you get out of this?” in a text conversation recently – “this” being BDSM. It seemed too wide-ranging a topic for a text message, and it’s something I have thought a lot about, before, during and since my relationship and subsequent break-up with V, and…
Then this happened…
My travel day from Mexico was something of a clusterfuck. The morning had started nice – M (my Canadian) and Kitty and I had coffee and snuggles and played a little and talked and it was, truly, a lovely goodbye, if one can say that about saying goodbye to people…
February Photofest – It Doesn’t Matter What Day
The last couple days after my last post were a mixed bag. My mom went back in the hospital, work was incredibly busy, and I was living more like a local, just living my life and trying to get by, than like an adventurer exploring my new world on my…