I sometimes chuckle at what my life has become. New “friends” mixed in with old friends. And how that whole thing mixes in with life in general makes me smile. Sunday morning, I got a text from TL as I was cooking breakfast for my brother and his family who were staying with us. He…
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Wednesday Weird Ramblings
DJ, the other day, asked me what was the deal with “red rum”. I explained it to her as best as I could. I recall seeing the movie repeatedly when I was her age. I loved The Shining. This is what happens when you have a mom who loves horror movies. Now, as an adult,…
Happy Dad’s Day
When I was about DJ’s age, I remember my dad finding a picture that he bought and gave to his dad on Father’s Day. It said: “Anyone can be a father, but it takes a special person to be a dad.” For a ten year old, it made sense. You know there is a difference…
Random Ponderings
While I know many experienced rain this weekend, we, in the Pacific NW, experienced sun….oh, glorious sun. Many, like me, were finally able to mow our lawns, wash our cars, and just generally allow for that glorious yellow thing in the sky to recharge our soul-ar batteries. In my little part of the Pacific NW,…
Three is a Magic Number – Part 3
It was about an hour and a half before he had to leave. But both of us were lumps on the bed as we recovered from the first two lengthy sessions. We laid there on the verge of napping. I have often commented on how the post-coital conversations can go. We often have the most…
Three is a Magic Number – Part 2
We laid there catching our breath for a while. And as we did it, we talked about things. What was it that I liked about what we did? What was it that I didn’t like? We had conversations that, to be honest, we should have had a while ago. But, we didn’t. Thankfully while I…
Three is a Magic Number – Part 1
It’s been a few weeks since we played. The last time was the overnight we had – and overnight before the house party – so our play was pretty tame in comparison to usual. He had hoped to get together the following week, but that couldn’t happen thanks to bad timing. So today was our…
Excuses and Observations and Such
Well, I have no picture of the day again today. Why? Well, I can’t talk about it. Some of you who I know outside of blogsphere will know what’s going on. But I can’t reveal it online. Let’s just say, it would be a clear cut path to discovering who I am. Damn anonymous blogging. …
A Glimpse into Emmy’s Brain
There are times when I envision his voice in my ear – his lips inches from it – as he is demanding in that growl of his that I cum. “Come on, Emmy – cum”, he demands. Or I heard his voice – tell me exactly, in those crude words, what he wants me to…
