“What would you do if you had some special honey?” I asked my spouse. We were driving in his car. “Other than put it on your dick and suck it off, of course. That’s just a given.” Yes, that’s something we did a long time ago, back when my spouse was my anarchist boyfriend. food
“I want you to come,” my spouse said. We were in bed, naked and cuddly It was post-lunch, and I’d just asked him what he wanted. “You don’t come as much anymore,” he added. “That’s true,” I said. I pondered my stress level, privacy, hormone changes, grief, energy level, vulnerability, desire. “But there are things
Hello, I wanted to explain more why I like subbing. This pic of a sub is so beautiful too–I’ve been wanting to use it for something. Please enjoy this listicle. pleasure of subspace Subspace can be addictive. “Please tell me I’m a good slut,” I request of my spouse. He tells me I’m a good
I was looking through my old journal as I got ready to transition to a new journal. I found this list of reasons not to be close to the man I loved. Amazing, what I’ve learned. “Wait, when did I write this?” I wondered. The part that surprised me the most was the quiet “he
We’d had a lot of conflict–the conflict was partly about language. It definitely was conveyed in language. I was almost out of energy, nearing the end of my day, and wanted to figure out what was best for my spouse, so I made a list. “Ok, can I tell you some ideas I have, for
I was listing in my head possible explanations for not hearing back from someone. Here, for your list-reading pleasure. possible They never got your message. They had a family emergency, health issue, accident, or huge event. The reply they sent didn’t go through. They’re thinking about it. Tons of mixed feelings are bubbling up in