This weeks Food for thought Friday prompt has struck a chord with me. After such a wonderful birthday last week, full of kinky goodness and family time, I have been pondering what else I am grateful for. The UK may not celebrate Thanksgiving but it certainly doesn't hurt to think about the question posed this... Continue Reading →
With my move imminent, and M and I back on speaking terms it was time to get ready for a new beginning. P rolled over and accepted the move when I told him the plan, I guess he was effectively let off the hook as far as parenting went. The boys didn't take any convincing... Continue Reading →
Tricky questions for this weeks TMI Tuesday. I guess that is the point, and maybe the fun? 1. Is falling in love effortless? I don't honestly know if falling in love is effortless. For me love seems to be a series of ways to torture myself. Perhaps the falling in love is effortless, but I have... Continue Reading →
I encased my feet in wax so as to stop them from running away. Actually that's not entirely true. My heart is not encased in stone. It beats on even when it feels like it is forever broken. Love can hurt, but not loving hurts even more. And it would take more than a little... Continue Reading →
Christmas is supposed to be a time of peace, love and joy. 2016 was not one that I would want to repeat.
The Inside My Head tag was created a few months back, and I wanted to share the contents of mine today.
Marvellous questions for this weeks TMI Tuesday, I wonder if my responses will take your breath away? If not, perhaps the views will.
M and I were getting along really well, but there was something that made him deeply uncomfortable. He loved the fact that I enjoyed kinky sex, but my submissive nature made him a little bit cross. Power exchange was never something that I required of him, we were equals on all fronts, but on occasion... Continue Reading →
M and I soon settled into a routine of spending the weekends together and an occasional weeknight. With my children home much of the time and living an hours drive apart our time in each others company was somewhat limited. M had met the boys before, and they thought he was wonderful. On the weekends... Continue Reading →