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| Time for an update (: I've been active in the lifestyle now for 4 years, it feels like so much longer... But not long enough. I've learned a lot in my time here at CM, and I've learned a lot about myself and what it truly means to be submissive. I'm almost done with my associates degree, so I'm hella excited about that. I'm moving in the fall to continue with school. My education is what comes first on my list of priorities, at least for now. I'm very dominant in my vanilla life, which in my opinion makes me even more submissive behind doors. It's so nice, and a huge relief to just turn over power. |
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Your smile tastes of vanilla smoke.
It's refreshing against the taste of my uncertainty,
mixed with the drink you gave to calm me.
Your hands melt into mine;
a connection long forgotten,
but still so familiar.
For a moment I see the animal in your eyes.
I blink and it is gone,
replaced with moonlight and the reflection of the old clock.
So I close my eyes
and let the smell of tobacco in your hair
and the smile against my lips
bring me into a dark connection I know too well.
We can be together,
one more time.
Just for tonight. |
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