The Story of Pictures
There is a part of me that feels very exposed by photographs, but not in the obvious way, the way of “Hey, look here, there’s a picture of a girl doing nasty things.” It’s more an emotional exposure, an exposure inherent in both the act of being photographed and in…
A Difficult Scene
That’s how I thought of myself in those moments, as an angel, taking flight, as I rested the weight of my body, balancing against the ropes that held me momentarily.
Avoiding what I should be doing…
This was my morning: Get up at 10am… No wait, it starts earlier than that. Wake up at 6:30am with A. Tell myself I will get up and do “all the things I wanted to get done” during my break. Promptly go back to sleep. Get up at 10am. Wander…
Christmas Eve fun
Santa didn't come to my house for Christmas Eve. Oh no, something much better than that happened...A and I started a new Christmas Eve tradition: I got tied up and spanked!
"It all works…"
We find the puzzle piece that fits, that mysterious “other” (or "others") whose needs, desires, values & expectations fit with our own, and the world is a happy place. Everyone fulfilled, everyone’s needs met, life is good.
“It all works…”
We find the puzzle piece that fits, that mysterious “other” (or "others") whose needs, desires, values & expectations fit with our own, and the world is a happy place. Everyone fulfilled, everyone’s needs met, life is good.
First Post
So I'm a pretty kinky girl. That's what most of this will be about. My adventures as a bi/poly/kinky woman involved with two exceptional men...