He wore his kilt! Finally! In public even. And he looked awesome. I wore my old prom dress, bright red, sleeveless and down to my ankles, with black thigh-high stockings and the old red heels. The engineer in a pretty Continue reading The Kilt and a Prom Dress
Nervous anticipation. We have Plans, it’ll be alright. We’ve gone shopping and have everything we need. Packing, checking, dressing, checking again. Don’t forget it at home! Go back, get the food out of the kitchen. Okay. I’m there. Need to Continue reading 1950s Monday
These last few weeks have provided many lessons in Negotiation. First as an observer and then as an active participant. I watched several new people learn their first lessons in trying to fence with him, and in trying to assist Continue reading Lessons in Negotiation
A lot on my mind this week, so I may end up with several posts, just going to start typing and see where I end up. I had a couple random ideas last week. The first being around forced feminization. Continue reading Beauty is Pain
Blogging, writing, screaming to be noticed – silently. Watching the numbers on the stats graph rise and fall, seeing them fall more often than rise. What am I doing this for? Who and I doing this for? Why? Every Thursday Continue reading Introverted Social Networking
He likes latex, more than likes, drools over, pets, strokes, enjoys latex. We have window shopped latex for months. Last month, for my birthday, I bought three pieces (thanks Mom and Dad, and just keep thinking I bought work pants, Continue reading Latex Fetish
She was shiny. Head to toe, black latex covered not quite every inch of flesh. High heeled stiletto shoes over form fitting latex stockings, all the way up to mid thigh, stopping just short of a short slick jacket over Continue reading Shiny
Wish list of things I’m not getting for Christmas, but some day… I always love some day… it’s going to be such a great day… Black Leather Straitjacket Heavy Canvas – Suspension-worthy Straitjacket 200′ of Hemp that smells like Hemp Continue reading All I Want For Christmas
—– Bullet —– She felt his hand in her pocket, turning up he dial as she lined up her next shot. Her breath quickened as the little bullet sprang to life in her panties. She barely noticed that her shot Continue reading Erotic Shorts