i just had a lovely movie viewing experience tuning into the spike/mens channel. A young Al Pacino (i think) was all choked up about hostages being hauled from the plane. Police and security forces litter the background. Clean-shot between the eyes executed hostage bodies parade by on stretchers. Then closing epitaphs display about Mr X served jail time and Ms X did
Dear Not So Anonymous Me, Thank you for your generous spirit and patience. Thank you for your sense of humor and sensuality. Thank you for your tenderness and strength. You are a treasure! Love, Sly
For so much of my life i have stood on my own two feet. Proudly and defiantly caring for myself and those entrusted to me. This is my way of life. I can do without. I can scope down my "needs" to fit my budget. I can be content. I can deny desire for material things and even emotional things to match what it is that i am able to produce on my own.<BR
Thanks! I'm very glad to have this particular topic to wax poetic on Inspiration is a great ... inspiration (duh!).
By this time tomorrow, I will have surrendered to your kisses and fallen into your eyes. They will be glowing with that inner light shining down into the shadows in my heart... You will have heard my soft whispers and felt my tender regard wrapped around you. Your body will smell with my smell and your skin will have shivered and trembled at
My life is undergoing a profound metamorphosis and, although i am afraid and a bit confused, i am also hopeful. ... 1. I may be losing my job. Well, i am, the question is really how long it is going to take for it to happen. They say it is a position change, and i will treat it as such on the job. However, i will be finding a new company to work for,
How do i deal with more than i have imagined? There is a challenge here i had never expected. How can i handle someone who exceeds my dreams? ... I can offer shelter and tenderness and welcoming love. Will that be enough for you on your journey of self discovery? I can love you without condition and value you as you are. Will you despise me f
Today is a suburban mom day in the continuum of my life. My daughter has a play date with 2 former neighbors, and our house is the venue. Right now they are kung fu watching a Jackie Chan movie in the living room, with PS2 games and trampoline to follow. And i am here in a lull moment. The creative side of me is flowing with happiness and hope and desire right no
Those brown eyes are so brown, but sometimes they seem blue to me - glowing with energy and gazing into mine. So many similarities in taste and style and preferences that it seems uncanny. He lives so close. He is so smart and has the same smutty flirtatious sense of humor. He is a fully grown manly man and makes big old me feel all fluffy, fuzzy, warm,
So, it has been a busy and eventful weekend, winding down to a rather disheartening close. Que sera... Friday night i settled in for a lonely evening at home, swilling a pitcher full of frozen white russians. But a very interesting man gave me a call and wanted to come over, which delighted me, and i welcomed the visit. He is interesting, with a sly sense of humo
Uranus ... never fails to make me laugh Sly
There are friends who will never know... Steve Carlson, James Hempel - (that voice) they both had it. I fell in love with that deep rumbling sound Paula Coots - i loved you differently than you loved me - but you were beautiful and so creative Carol Springer, Monica Dosenbach, Kaye Miller, Thomas Barton Kerr - friends who never knew how much they meant to m
Plan B does sound delightful! I like the way you think Sly
This is a bitch session. If you don't want to hear a bunch of complaints and whining, skip to the next blog... ... OK OK OK... ... Dating sucks. Attempting to date sucks even worse. Unfortunately, men don't suck. They just flat don't put out at all! No, maybe I'm confused, maybe its me that doesn't put out... Hooking up (not meaning jus
I understand what the dom/sub lifestyle is (in theory), but am unsure of what you mean by patriarchal. Is it that the "father" has a relationship with the "daughter/son/child". If so, it seems to me where the problem lies is in the age of consent. The dom/sub relationship would almost exclusively be entered into by adults. It probably takes that long to get to know yourself well enough to know that is what you truly are. I suspect the journ
I have spent many a near sleepless night, wrestling with the emotional demons hidden under the bed. I thought i was getting so much better. But loneliness and doubt have breached the walls tonight. Can't blame it on menopause, because it's not quite here yet. Can't blame it on men, because they have only the power you give them. Have to take it on myself.
It can be very tiring sometimes. My gift is my ability to love. I know it can flow from me like a molten river of encompassing warmth. The intensity of magma searing hot beyond the imagination lies dormant beneath the heart's forming crust. I don't want a crusty heart. I want to give my imagination and my tenderness to some man's hardness. A firm man's body
Thank you so much! I have enjoyed the writings you have been generous enough to share too!! It was a fabulous experience. We have been gloating over our treasure hoarde of crystals and sharing them with friends. Yours truly, a diamond in the rough, Bubba Sue
Picture this: Granny, D and Cathy (women of indeterminate age), and Helen (nearly 8, still young enough to enjoy digging in the dirt) taking a road trip from Houston, Texas to Mount Ida, Arkansas. We leave after Helen's karate lesson, Friday night 7pm planning to drive thru the night. We are scheduled to return on Monday. The journey should take about 9 hours of driv
Speaking as a woman who is like the Sahara desert, I'd guess you need to slow down and quit dry humping her leg... they just behave like an ice block and just take things lying down. And, poor guy, he has to somehow imagine she is with him in the erotic odyssey That is a horrible precedent. If
A friend who read my blog said that the writings in my blog made me transparent, and this was a risky thing. I had to laugh and say that was an illusion. There are so many things left out of my blog, and what I put in is so selective, surely that can’t be true. Can it? What gets put in a blog? 1. We write to cope with unresolved feelings and co
Must be hell to hate yourself...
Made it through another weekend without acting the fool. Of course, that was because i did exactly nothing. Well, nothing social. Only chores and errands. Friday night Dropped daughter off, which could have gone badly, but didn't really. Straightened up prior to the cleaning lady coming tomorrow. Then a grocery store run. Then home. Didn't even eat out (try
Thank you for your edifying article. What motivated you to write this in the first place? Oh, is there just the slightest possibility you might be closer to the top of the pyramid than you give yourself credit for? ... Anyway, it caused me to think a little about my situation in life and have a bit of an epiphany. I've been very frustrated in my search for a boyfriend. Du
Another scorching sweltering Houston summer is upon us. This is the time of year that sets Houston apart. It is too hot during the day to do much but wear yourself out and sweat (or glow if you are a Southern Belle). Sun tea brews up quickly in the merciless sun. Pools, lakes, and rivers sparkle and echo the laughter of the frolicsome. Everywhere else, insects buzz i
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