Cowboy in My Mouth, pt. 1, or, How we almost lost our riding privileges

It’s hard to recall exactly how it started. We were in the sweltering tent, though now at least we had a fan going, so that was helping enormously. We’d also bought a new airbed (yeah yeah, we weren’t roughing it, okay?) and it was set up. He was kicked back,…

A Rose Popped

I’ve had some funny things, some mortifying things, and some mortifying-only-to-become-funny-in-retrospect things happen to me as I’ve gone through airport security, rode trains and public transportation, and stayed in various hotels and AirBnBs and campgrounds in my travels. One thing that has never happened to me is to have a…

A Stretch

When I saw the topic of this week’s Revelations, “Stretch,” I knew there were so many ways that I could write the post. I even have an older draft post titled “Stretch” that I wrote some time ago. That post was all about stretching myself physically to begin a new…

February Photofest, Day 26: Plugged

No, “plugged” wasn’t one of the prompts for my February Photofest, but it is the prompt for both this week’s Revelations and the Kink of the Week, so how could I resist? It is a much-loved topic of mine. I love anal play of all sorts, because of the pleasurable…

January Wrap-Up & New Challenge

Today is the first of February, which begins Molly’s yearly February Photofest blogging challenge. I say “challenge,” but that sounds too aggressive – really it is an invitation to join her in posting to our blogs daily – in this case, one photo per day. She’s been doing it for…

Memories of Cuffing Past

This past Kink of the Week prompt was handcuffs. The real sort: metal, locking, not leather or rope cuffs. And yes, if you go the website you’ll see the image above – me in handcuffs – used for the prompt. When Molly asked if she could re-use that image to…

Rethinking Crops

I’ll be honest, crops are not my immediate go-to when I think about implements that I love, or love-to-hate, or crave. I think they get a little outshined by their showier cousin, the cane. That said, I discovered that the lowly crop is not so lowly, and can even inspire…

Is that a cannon in your pocket or…?

Warren, Adam and I tried several times over the years to get the Scavenger Hunt Location “cannon.” We visited many parks where there were old cannons on display, and every time we prowled around, trying to figure a way to get the shot without, well, getting shot. But it just…

A Very Canadian Sunday

I’m back in Canada this week, though this time on Lake Huron in Ontario, rather than in Vancouver as I was in March with my daughter. (I just realized I never blogged that trip, which is a shame, because it was pretty spectacular.) Anyway, not only am I in Canada,…

tell me about: sexual health – masturbation

I wonder why masturbation became such a shameful activity? It’s healthy, good for mind and body, is a simple way to inject pleasure into one’s life, and doesn’t need anyone else or anything but yourself to accomplish. (Well, most times it doesn’t need anything – some folks do need or…