I have posed for erotic photographs with mixed reactions. In my early life, pictures were taken of me and I had no control over what was done with them. I looked very young in those days and I found them on a site that mortified me. Once my Master/husband died I swore I would never let that happen to me again. Please realize that even if you post a picture and take it down again, they can spread around the lifestyle sites and internet for years to come.
Month: February 2019
I thought I would give this a go again, so pinching my nose, taking a leap and launching myself into the waters of life. The State of Happy 1. Do you like where you live or do you wish you could move? Kitten :- I am always wanting to dream about living overseas, south of France, Spain, Italy etc but the thing to remember … Read More TMI Tuesday
I think this is another post about body image or is it? Why is it so difficult to say positive things about ourselves? I can look in a mirror and at best I can think, ‘Yeah, I’m not bad.’ I look at my body and think ‘I guess it is ok.’
Tears are strange things. I mean yes crying can come from a place of pain or sadness but I am talking about the tears on my cheeks in a scene.
I slip into the darkened bedroom, alone and before my darling. I remove all of my clothing then, draw back the duvet and sheet and slip into the cool cocoon of fabric.
Water is the element of my soul. I swim naked and it holds me up and covers my body. It slips over the nerves of my body like the caress of silk. It cools my blood when I need to the dowse the flames. I swim to calm my battling emotions or to empty my mind.