Wow, I’ve been blogging for two years as of tomorrow. Two on WordPress, and one cross-posting from PervertedImp.com. That also means that I’ve been part of my local community for three years. What a ride it has been. Honest poly Continue reading Two Years and Counting
What’s really there is that I have an awesome boyfriend who loves me, who trusts me, and who wants to continue our journey together, in life and in kink. What’s really there is several new paths we are taking, one Continue reading The Writing on My Thighs
One of the things on my mind when I was doing the Thirty Days of Kink meme was openness. There were two questions I linked to the same post about being open with my friends, but not with my family. Continue reading BDSM Is Not Abuse
The holiday season is full upon us, with all the busy that it entails. Family gatherings, play parties, work parties, club parties. Presents, buying, giving, donating, shopping,wrapping, mailing cooking, decorating, planning. Everyone is running at full tilt, and the weather Continue reading Holiday Storm
Last year, I thanked everyone who helped me take my first steps into the local community and my first steps into personal growth and acceptance. Most of those people are still a part of my increasingly wonderful life, and I Continue reading Thanksgiving
I posted to the blog my mother reads today, listing what these past thirty years have gotten me. One of the listings was “A wonderful husband.” I had the urge to continue that line with “and two amazing boyfriends.” That Continue reading 30th Birthday Ruminations
He was the first one in the community to invite us into his home, into his dungeon. He hosted my first kinky birthday party. He was the first one to use a violet wand on me. He was warm and Continue reading Rest In Peace
It is that time of year, here in this part of the world, to give thanks for, well, everything. Gratitude is an incredible force in my life. I have been given the opportunity to do, be and explore so much Continue reading Thanks for Everything
As the daughter and sister of ministers, you can imagine that being kinky and poly doesn’t come up at family dinners very often. I wonder what it would be like to be truly me. To be open and honest with the world. I’m considering letting more people know about the blog, it wouldn’t remain anonymous in anything but name if I did. Continue reading Coming Out