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Hey you--you're often on my mind;
You're a terrific person, one of a kind.
I'm sending this poem, because I want to say
I'm thinking of you on Valentine's Day!
Hoping all of my old friends and new friends are having a great day today! |
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Him: Go sit and relax while I do the dishes.
Me: Okay! Skips over to the couch and turns on favorite game.
Him: Gets behind me and starts to massage my back.
Me: Continues playing and when I level up I sing....I beat the level!
Me: What do you like about me?
Him: What's not to like.
Me: Repeats the question while playing.
Him: You are sexy, smart, funny and you are always happy!
Me: I beat the level...doing a happy dance!
Him: Singing that's not all that's going to get beat tonight!
Me: (not paying attention to him in the least)
Him: Trying to tickle me and kissing my neck and ear.
Me: Stop that! I'm making stupid moves because you won't let me concentrate on the game.
I say...What don't you like about me?
Him: You playing that stupid game!
Me: Closes laptop.
Him: Now let the real games begin. |
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We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
― Anaïs Nin |
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FRIDAY
Him: Send me a picture of your boobs.
Me: No way, you know i won't do that.
Him: You can trust me, you know i would never do anything to hurt you.
***I absolutely know he wouldn't....definitely a man of his word****
An hour or so later I try but the washroom at work too dark, so i send him one of those cutesy text pics that says "Here's a naked pic of me...oops i forgot to turn on the lights".
Him: Funny
SATURDAY
i feel bad that i didn't send though he never mentioned it again. I'm home so there is no excuse and i thought i'd surprise him....so find a fancy bra and take and waste time trying to take a selfie....and poof hit send.
Him:Ooo ...nice. show me another one! Keep the phone out of the middle of the pic!!!
Me: (dialing) explaining that i don't know how to take a selfie and now dressed and not sending another.
Him: (still on phone) i said a boob pic not a bra pic.
Me: explaining that i didn't remember what he said, he should be happy i did that much. Saying that there was a loophole and i found it HAHA.
Him:Just hand me the belt when i see you.
Me: I'll take the win and the punishment and that is my final answer!
Granted I've never been punished and he has threatened the belt before.
Him: You know you can't safeword out of a punishment!
ME: WHAT??? That's only for slaves (not a good submissive even here) We need a contract, I'll research!! After searching I told him i can't find one, so we'll make our own.
Me:Rule #1 for every whack of the belt i get a kiss lol
Him: Yes...belt kisses your ass
LATER: He calls and he's on his way over....crap I'm in big trouble. All went well, i did get the belt (well let me stop there...he'd want me to tell the whole truth. At first i thought i was taking it like a champ, but come to find out he was at first using a very long dog collar..i had my head under a pillow, i just didn't want to watch...after i said i did great right? He showed me the collar and laughed. Then he started with a real belt.
But he brought a bag....never saw what was in it and he left it at my house with the order of don't look in the bag.
MONDAY
Me:What's in the bag?
Him: I'm not telling you. Stay away from the bag. Don't open it.
Me: well i won't open it because you said so. But what if i have a friend over and the friend opens it....technically it could be considered another loophole.
Him: oh shit!
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So yesterday....had a discussion about blow jobs.
Me: I was doing research!
Him: Oh shit.
Me: I saw a video on youtube about using a grapefruit (i'm still laughing).
Him: What makes you think that citric acid is a good idea?
Today...i saw this saying somewhere and it reminded me yet again (laughing)
Do you understand your error?
Yes Sir,
No jalapenos before oral. |
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What if?
What if our religion was each other?
If our practice was our life?
If prayer was our words?
What if the Temple was the Earth?
If forests were our church?
If holy-waters the rivers, lakes and oceans?
What if meditation our relationships?
If the teacher was life?
If wisdom was self knowledge?
If love was the center of our being?
-Ganga White |
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Laughter- to feel joyousness, merriment, glee and the resulting sound as to laugh. Lighten up! Feel happy now, in the moment. When you take the "ugh" out of the middle of laughter it spells later. It's usually easier to laugh later, but why put it off?
Feel the joy! Allow it to be an important part of the moment. Allow it into your heart. Don't be afraid to show your emotions. I chose to see the humor in my situation. Laughing is much more infectious than crying....He even called me sunshine! |
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I desire the things that will destroy me in the end.
Sylvia Plath |
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HIM: Hand me the belt!
ME: I don't say anything. I merely offer him a facial expression that suggests he's gone
insane.
HIM: (after reading this) Gone Insane? Well my dear....please read above...(sent me a text picture) Belt...please continue little girl, you're earning yourself quite an attitude adjustment.
ME: Smiling because I know that he likes me animated and sassy!
HIM: Yes I like you animated and sassy.....gives me a reason to smile and instruct you to get the belt! |
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During the day the Angel worshiped her Devil with unwavering devotion and complete submission. During the night her Devil used his evil ways and the flames of hell to heat her passions and fulfill her every desire.
**it's all about Balance** |
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Touch her in ways non physical... Give her intellectual orgasms in multiples and allow temptation to drip from her ears. Go down on her thoughts and taste her perception. Learn her soul and she will fill the void of your filthiest imagination... Never start with the hands.
- A.D. Woods
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There is a difference,
Between a man that wants you,
And a man that needs you.
Yes.
Oh yes.
There is a difference,
My love.
A man that wants you…
He sees something he craves.
He salivates.
He watches…
Ready to make his move,
And he waits for his moment.
A man that needs you…
He sees a woman he deserves.
He learns her.
He looks into her eyes…
And he does not hesitate,
He makes his moment.
A man that wants you…
Will worship your body,
Maybe the things that you say.
He pleasures you,
With the parts of himself he is willing to share.
And he asks for little in return.
A man that needs you…
He will worship your body,
And soul.
And mind.
And heart.
He will possess you.
And he will please you with everything he has.
He demands all of you in return.
Yes.
Lovely.
There is a difference.
When a man wants you?
He’s renting.
When a man needs you?
He will own you.– SustainableGrace
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Today is the time to take action, hop, jump, move forward and go for it. Hope is not enough without the action behind it!! |
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Angels plant seeds in people's heads--that bloom! |
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Angels remind you that you are enough! But still i think i'm going to start working out again. |
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Patience: The will or ability to wait. To endure without complaint. Perseverance in performing a task. Self-possession of one's own spirit. |
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Always one step ahead and three steps back lolDon't look at one step forward, three steps back...take every experience...good or bad...and learn from it ...then no ground is lost, it just helps you decide how to step forward better! |
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Angels may not always come when you call them, but when you need them. Thank you to those I've talked to on here for your kind words and emotional support. |
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