Stella Kiink has been a part of my life for the the last ten years. She isn’t me, yet she is at times the very essence of me. When I was still a fresh young doe getting my feet wet and findings my footing in the sex blogging and...
Goodbye Stella, We’ve Had A Good Run
I could have been over him by now
I don’t know what I was thinking when I thought this month would make ending things easier. Spending more time together is making it harder. Enjoying his company, sleeping in his arms… it just made it hurt more. And it shouldn’t hurt, not now, not two years after he...
I wish he had chosen me
I am trying to end things on a good note, with love and respect and nothing left unsaid. It’s tough though, especially when you don’t want things to end. Finding your person is hard. Finding a person you want to spend more than a fleeting moment with is hard....
When you hit the wall
Today was a day off filled with plans for a nice four day weekend ahead. An early start with a few stops before heading out on a road trip to visit friends and say good-bye to an old friend we lost earlier this year. The trip has been planned...
Love Your Own Way
We grow up, many of us at least, being told that we will meet our one true love and marry them. That’s where things are supposed to lead. You meet, you date, you may move in with each other, then you settle down and get married, possibly having a...
Do you know everyone on your list?
Somebody posed this question on Twitter a while back and it got me thinking about my list. I had a list. You know, “list.” I used to keep track in a notebook then on spreadsheet until the computer I had it on died. I never bothered trying to redo...
On the first day in August
On the first day in August I want to wake up by your side After sleeping with you On the last night in July The Fist Day August by Carole king G and I just spent some wonderful time together this weekend. We don’t get to do it often,...
Showing the Scars
I show my boobs a lot on this blog, and outside of this blog actually. I think they’re pretty fantastic. What I don’t think is fantastic is the big scar that runs between them. Sure it’s a scar that saved my life, one I’ve had for more than 40...