All my life, I’ve been considered the quiet one in my family. The one who would, as a baby, sit quietly as long as I could see other people. I didn’t have to talk and didn’t really need to play with others. I like living alone. Prefer it honestly, because my space is my own …
Month: April 2019
So I had a different P planned for today (and I may return to that P word on another post), but I was encouraged to write about this today instead. P is for Patreon. If you’ve not gathered, I like to write. I have a tendency to write in abundance and have for a number …
I was looking at a ghost. It had to be. My coffee was frozen midway to my mouth when I saw her walk in. Her eyes slanted just so, her lower lip fuller than her top, the left eyebrow just slightly higher than the right, and a birthmark just behind her ear. It was me. …
I like being naked. While I have areas of my body I wished looked nicer, perkier, or less dimpled, as a whole none of that makes me uncomfortable with being naked. I come from a very naked family. Mom will strip out of her clothes in front of any family member and she does not …
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 Bella was determined not to let him ruin her dinner. As she approached the table and sat at one of the places, she realized she hadn’t eaten in hours. Her stomach gave a grumble of protest at her neglect. “Madam.” She just managed to stay her startle reflex as …
Between these thighs lies beauty. Between these thighs lies wonder. Here lies something most heavenly
The most obvious thing to do here is talk about kink, right? I am kinky I write a lot about the ways that I enjoy being spanked and used both in fiction and in real life ways. I’ve also discussed how I like being little and having a Daddy. Do you know what’s one thing …
The town overflows with the promise of a party. The way his fingers tickle up my leg as we weave through the crowd sends my joy higher. I want to dance with him under the red lanterns and stringed lights, swaying to the band I hear playing in the distance. His hand finds mine as …
This week’s Wicked Wednesday is about mental illness. I’ve written a little about being anxious in my A post for the A to Z challenge. That is an undiagnosed issue I have as a well as being a perfectionist, but that’s not necessarily a problem. I’d kind of like to talk about something unrelated, but …
Part 1 and part 2 Accidental novel – “Welcome.” A voice behind her sent her heart leaping from her chest to lodge on her throat. She cleared it well enough to scream so loud her ears rang. Scrambling to the side, her back hit the wall. A little man wearing a black vest and black …