February 2012

T and I skip the Valentine’s party, and find our own entertainment.

What would it be like to cede control, to let someone else direct the action? I’m not sure it turns me on, exactly, but I can’t stop thinking about it.

Sometimes not fucking someone is the most dominant thing you can do.

There’s generous, open, compliant submission. There’s freely given, but somewhat reluctant, submission. And then there are bratty subs.

So many ways to spend an evening together. The hard part is choosing.

My favorite kind of multiple-choice question, and the answer key that followed.

I answer some questions no one asked, and apologize for it.

The Google searches I wish would lead you to me.

L follows instructions well.

I guess I scared her off.