2012

I want… To dress you.To select your panties, your bra.To choose your top.To pick your skirt, your stockings, your shoes.To place them all on you, slowly, caressing the parts of your body they cover as I do.I want to send…

I was seventeen.  She was twenty-two.  We worked together.  Her boyfriend was my dad’s boss’s son.  (You may read that twice.)  He was twenty-five.  Big.  Tough.  A college football player.  I was scrawny, small.  They were fighting.  We were all…

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I’ve been futzing around with things – themes, mobile themes, RSS feeds, etc., trying to get this all right. Turns out, Blogger makes all this stuff super-easy; WordPress? Not so much, at least not in the self-hosted version. But you…

Some weeks ago, I posted a fantasy about me and Jade Morey – a right-wing politico who had her fifteen minutes of fame thanks to the Susan G. Komen controversy.  (If you weren’t paying attention – she tweeted of those…

Right around 1:10, it starts to really pick up. She’s a little bit of a bratty sub – picking and choosing the instructions she follows, seeming to thrive on my disapproval, rather than simply honoring my wishes. But… but… but……

“Can you see?” “No.” “Can you make out light and dark?” “No.” I lifted her sheer t-shirt over her shoulders, over her head.  She instinctively lifted her arms to help.  I removed the camisole that remained.  Her breasts were round,…

My trainer told me this morning that Wednesday is “Steak and BJ Day.”  I thought this was just between her kinky self and her kinky boyfriend.  But then I learned this afternoon that, in fact, it’s a bona fide holiday. …

Well, maybe “love” is a little bit much, but let’s just say, I really like her.  And soon, I plan to write a little paean to her. Part of it is physical – she’s my physical type to begin with. …

In which I confess to having taken creep shots, and wonder about them – their lure, and the creepiness of them.