I ran across an article today - The Sixth Love Language: Distance. It resonated with me in a way that none of the other 5 love languages do . Even before I read the article, I thought "Yesssss. Distance..." as if I could hear my lover calling my name. According to the article: There’s been … Continue reading Not Just Introverts?
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I Feel…
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…
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…
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?
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
What Would You Think?
What would you think if my girl on the massage table just fell asleep next? No, of course that’s not what happens, that would be ridiculous. But it does reflect my state of mind tonight and why I’m not writing more of it. I babysat again this evening. My grands are lovely, delightful children and … Continue reading What Would You Think?
The Massage
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
