I feel weighted down by the demand of other people’s needs. Not necessarily by what they ask for or what they expect, but just by the knowledge that they are there, needing an energy that I don’t always have. It’s ok, it’s not a problem, I just need to say it. In other news, I … Continue reading I Feel…
Month: February 2020
Here We Go Again…
Sometimes, I think of a title for my post first and it leads me down all kinds of ridiculous thought pathways. "Here We Go Again," for example. First I heard it in Ronald Regan's voice, except that was "There you go again..." and I'll just leave that here, cause nothing else needs to be said … Continue reading Here We Go Again…
No electricity
It’s very dark here. They don’t know when it will be fixed. Back tomorrow.
The Game
"Come here," he said, and she did, quickly, kneeling at his feet the way he liked. "Good girl," he said, with a smile, patting her head, and then smiling more since he knew she hated when he patted her head. She smiled back, refusing to react. "I want to spank you," he said. "And play … Continue reading The Game
Plot Twist
So. Do you know Pema Chodron? I LOVE her. She says so many wise things. “We think that the point is to pass the test or overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don't really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. … Continue reading Plot Twist
Omigoodness
Was it last week that I was exhausted from child care? Or the week before? Who knows, who cares... this week I'm exhausted from doing my own work. Um, "this week?" It's Monday, for goodness sake. But I've worked about 16 hours today - took breaks for lunch, dinner, and to do a bit of … Continue reading Omigoodness
First Sir?
Once upon a time, in a different life, there was a Dom named First Sir. Ok, that wasn't his real name, that was just what I called him on my blog. And not even that at first - at first, I just called him Sir, as if he would always be my Sir. I started … Continue reading First Sir?
Real Talk
Thank you all so much for the birthday wishes, and thank you for all the reassurance that being old doesn't mean washed up or worthless. I promise I agree with you on that! And at the same time, I have to say this. Cause if I can't talk about this here, I don't know where … Continue reading Real Talk
It’s My Birthday
Yep, much celebration here. And I'm posting this really early. If you missed my Massage II, and you wanted more of that fantasy, go back a post... but if you came for the party, let's get started. Well, wait, maybe not really. I've got a super busy work day today - a presentation at a … Continue reading It’s My Birthday
The Massage II
Hands on her ass then, her lover's or one of the other men, she didn't know. She moaned softly, it felt so good. Firm but sensual, they parted her cheeks and oiled hands stroked her crack. She had been waxed the day before and so her skin was smooth and hairless. Fingers circled, rubbed, caressed … Continue reading The Massage II
Olivia 