While sitting in the theater, waiting for Avenue Q to start, hubby turned and asked me about expectations. Hubby felt that my boyfriend and I had a good handle on setting expectations and asked how we did it. Or more Continue reading Great Expectations
The only trouble is, I find, that I close my eyes on 3, and miss part of the ride. King’s Island was a blast though. I’m heading out on a weekend away to visit more conservative family. I was hoping Continue reading Rollercoasters Are More Fun With Counting
I should be being responsible, cleaning up a the least, doing laundry, editing. So, of course, I’m blogging instead. But I can’t focus on serious stuff, not even erotica. I started poking around my site stats. And then I started Continue reading Top Ten Lists
Sitting outside at a bar in Boise a few weeks ago, I mention to the guys I’m sitting with, that I miss bass singing voices. That there just aren’t a lot of guys with deep voices around at home. All Continue reading How to Melt an Imp
Late posting this week. I hope the new edition of e[lust] tided you over until now. Hubby and I did the Batman marathon on Thursday, which took that day out for posting, and then had me exhausted until our fetish Continue reading Post 1 of x
It’s a rambly day I think. I’m on vacation with hubby, back to his hometown. Back to being quiet and hiding. Not because I have to be quiet here, but because I am. Because everyone talks loudly and at length, Continue reading Loud and Sparkling
One of the things on my mind in the immediate is a lesson I’ve been learning for a long while now, or rather, unlearning the wrong lesson. My body is my own, to do with only that which I want Continue reading My Body is My Own
This has been quite a month. From relationship and schedule changes, to car repairs and computer thefts. There have been amazing highs, and horribly depressing lows. I haven’t posted anything of substance since my posting spree on the seventh. I’ve Continue reading What a Month
I started this blog three years ago this week. I’d been in the local community about one year at that point. So, four years in the kinky community. It has definitely been the “bumpy, wild and sometimes very dark” ride Continue reading Three Years