Update on the pretty thing

The pretty thing has a beautiful mouth, truly. Full, shapely and pillowy soft. I want to post a photo of it, and even though I know he would be okay with it, it just seems too personal right now. I joked on twitter that I was going to post an update about him along with a photo, but “…the photos make me stupid… Words… gone… just… …fuck!!!!” I followed up with “If I get drunk enough, […]

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About the pretty thing

I always debate writing about nebulous things, because this, with the pretty thing, is not really a ‘thing’, but it’s a ‘thing’ in that he is getting inside my head, and when someone takes up residence there, I want to write about it even though it is difficult for various reasons (I’ve written about this blogging dilemma) before. The pretty thing contacted me about 3 months ago, […]

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Pretty thing

The first photo I saw of you was innocently posted in public. A casually posed shot, careless, a little blurry with movement, shirtless, showing an obviously lean body, no detail, a shock of dark hair. My comment on it was understated, controlled, it was, after all, a photo of some boy I didn’t know and I am rarely moved by them, though I can appreciate beauty in many forms. “…and thank you muchly for the eye candy you have already provided in your profile photo. […]

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How to get a Domme to shut up…

Context:  [Snippet of an IM conversation with a lovely flirty boy who lives nowhere near me… I am sensibly and tediously talking about the difference between remote connection and real life…] — Him: You wouldn’t like to know what I feel like? Me: You forget that I have experience with this… of meeting someone and ‘it’ was just not there, though remotely it very much seemed like it was. […]

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The agreement is clearly laid out:  He will get on cam and do half an hour of yoga. He will do it shirtless. We will not speak beforehand. I will initiate the call at the agreed time. He will turn the webcam on, I will verify by IM that I can see, and he will begin. He is to pretend I am not watching. No mugging for the cam, no sly smiles, […]

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My sent emails XXXIII

Hello lovely-boy-who-sends-me-his-impossible-beauty, Photos like that make me talk to myself. I am mostly incoherent. Even to myself. The veins in your arm are a nice touch. Did you put them there just for me? Thank you. Also, oh my fucking god. Guh. Ferns  […]