Bubbles.

Originally Published April 2007. I was about a month and a half sober. Lots of alcoholics speak of their own “disease” as a monster with which they struggle, a crippled or diseased aspect of themselves, a series of character defects, all sorts of things. For some reason I was having a hard time grasping the…

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WTF Wednesday! Scene Music: WTF do you Fuck to?

Quickie post here as I’m behind on a ^&%^%$## deadline! I’ve had several folks on Twitter today asking about scene music. So take a sec and throw down in the comments with your fave BDSM / Kink / Sex tunes. Blip links if you have the time, and DJ lists and links if you have…

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Happy (Healthy Hooters) Half-Nekkid Thursday!

When I first started to grow boobs I was dismayed. My areola, being HUGE from the get-go lead me to believe I was doomed to have tits that were ALL. AREOLA. I mostly have grown into them but I still think it looks kind of odd. Whatever. As my 40th birthday snuck up to smash…

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Running away to home.

Dark moods are not unknown to me. Though I have many fewer now than I did even a year ago, and by orders of magnitude fewer today than I did when I a still actively drinking myself to death. the (up?down?)side to this is that today, I am committed to turning my heart to face these moods…

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Submit. Fiercely.

“Sekhmet” ~ by Laurel Green  As often happens my brain revs up to impossible speeds just as I’m going to sleep. I am certain that this is because “normal working hours” are at odds with the hours in which I work best. I am NOT. Bloody. Diurnal. If the average person has an 8-hour window…

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Feeling wrong feels right.

A few years back, I saw an insanely rough sex moment in an adult flick. A man was hitting it doggie style, shagging the hell out of a woman while pulling her arms into a painful stretch behind her. He then abruptly folded her arms together on the small of her back, swung his leg up…

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HNT ~ Back to Work.

Ducked into the Little Girl’s Room for this quickie HNT. I’m still a little wonky in the head from coming off of all of the pain medication I was on since the Ovary of Doom made its presence felt. But I’m hauling onward!  I think I like my reflection better than myself. But then, my…

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Just fucking.

My knuckles pressed into the pale hollow formed by his hip as the muscles and bone slipped beneath skin damp from the shower, and I slid my hand up his side, ribs evident beneath an expanse of freckles. “What’s with this Jesus of Nazareth post-fasting look you’re rocking here, dude?” He laughed, somewhat ruefully. “Yeah…

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HNT ~ Hotels Times Two.

I fucking love hotels and the past 6 months have seen me in MANY hotel rooms across the country, perving it up. For today’s HNT I’m repeating the double dip duo idea from a couple of weeks ago with a “before and after” HNT set from my recent jaunt to Shibaricon, about which I cannot seem…

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Sugasm #164

Sugasm #164 HNT courtesy of Thursdays Child Has Far To Go. The best of this week’s blogs by the bloggers who blog them. Highlighting the top 3 posts as chosen by Sugasm participants. Want in Sugasm #165? Submit a link to your best post of the week using this form.  This Week’s Picks Confessional: Breaking…

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