June 2013

Artificial red Gathered in a ponytail Aching to be pulled Lustrous, crimson, rich Does the carpet match the drapes? I will never know Cleavage, through sheer top Exquisitely painted lips Where is she going? Green eyes, long lashes Selfies, riding…

She’s out of proportion. She’s short – five feet or so. Her head is tiny, smaller than her breasts (the two together, certainly; maybe each one). Her hair is black, straight, lifeless, shoulder-length. Her face is freckled. Her eyes, limpid…

Recently, there’s been a little bit of a kerfuffle over on my crush, Hyacinth’s, blog. Hyacinth wrote a post (thoughtful, not judgmental, highly personal, curious) about the pleasure she takes from “showing her bits to the world,” in response to…

I tend to use “cum” to mean “to have an orgasm” and “spooge.” I recently read, on a blog I like, the assertion that “cum” is a noun, and that “come” is a verb. I like that, and may give…

A task lies before me. It’s a task I hate. If I’m honest, it’s a task that inspires a range of bad feelings in me – fear, loneliness, incompetence, primarily, but also (and mainly as a result of those others),…

I am (I hope) going to taper off posts for a bit. There are a few more in late draft stage that will go up in the coming days, but my frequency will go down for a bit. The blog…

I don’t, generally, think of myself as being “above” gossip. Occasionally I purvey, and/or consume, gossip. More than I’d like. But the other day, I learned a particularly juicy collection of morsels of gossip. And it left me feeling… icky.…

I had no reason to expect our date to go well, or even to happen. Once before, we planned to meet. She stood me up. Well, not exactly. My schedule changed too, so maybe it was mutual. (Though she started…

You know that I love to watch women get themselves off. There’s a great website – “I Feel Myself” – that is nothing but beautiful women playing with themselves. I belonged long ago, and I just discovered that if just…