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Lying on the table, she smiled as the hands on her calves massaged firmly, the scented oil warming her skin. She had never imagined herself in this situation, but so far it was lovely. The hands continued to work their way up her thighs slowly, and she moaned. “You like that?” It was her lover’s … Continue reading The Massage
That’s it’s. Today the grands were off school and their mama had to work late. They stayed home, I worked and took care of them. We had another great day, but I’m sooooo tired. Good night, friends.
"Come here," he said. And she did. Last night and the strapping she had received still fresh on her mind, ass still a bit tender, she came right away. She knelt at his feet and waited attentively. He watched her for a minute, maybe two, half smiling. Then, "I thought we'd listen to another chapter … Continue reading An Audio Book Night
Here I am again. The day was lovely. The grands were great. Truly. They were pleasant. They were cooperative. They cleaned their bedroom. We did classes, a park, and a birthday party. We had a good time. And I’m exhausted. Exhausted. I’ve eaten dinner. It’s 8:15. Time for bed? Oh, yeah. Definitely. I have not … Continue reading Still Awake
I wanted images tonight... A woman waking up at 3 a.m., eyes wide open, sitting bolt upright in bed. The woman in a meeting, cup of coffee beside her. Same woman, looking tired in a class. The woman in line at the fast food drive through, two kids strapped in car seats behind her. Baths, … Continue reading Wordless
"Come here," he said. Reluctantly, she glanced up from what she was doing. "What?" When he didn't answer right away, she added, "I'm trying to clean this up. What do you need?" Silence. So she looked up again. He was looking at her, he didn't look angry, but she was suddenly aware that he had … Continue reading A Whole Lotta Resentment
This morning... It was a beautiful day for a walk on the beach. I sat at the picnic table on the pier and worked on the Self-Compassion Mindful workbook that I had been half-assing. Came up with my personal metta prayer, which was kind of cool. Then I had lunch at my favorite coffee shop. … Continue reading And Now This…