Last year we renovated our bedroom. It was on the list for years before we finally took action. Everything we had in our bedroom were things either Master T already had when I moved in or that I brought with me, or things we bought to solve a problem of not enough space for clothes ... continue reading
Cold Water
I had this bizarre dream… If there is one thing I hate, it’s cold water. Yes, when I go to the loo, I wash my hand… with cold water. That’s okay. When I drink water, I prefer it to be cold That’s okay. My shower water is always very hot, and sometimes, the last second ... continue reading
My First Love
Write a letter to your first love…or to your younger self at that time. What did you take away from that relationship? What do you remember? Are your memories happy, sad…bittersweet? How did you grow? My first love was a disaster, and with someone whom I definitely don’t want to write a letter to. It ... continue reading
Socializing in Red
For my February Photofest 2019 I am taking a trip down memory lane… but this is not only about February Photofest, but also about social media. Or rather, the years before the existence of Facebook and Twitter, and later Instagram and Snapchat and god only knows what other social media platforms there are, as I ... continue reading
Menstruation Matters
I am deliberately giving my post the same name as Bee’s new meme, in order for it to get as much exposure as possible, since I feel this is an important subject to write about. Important enough for me to share my experiences, even though I haven’t menstruated for 27 years. Yes, I am almost ... continue reading
Four Symbols
On the symbolic day (to me) of 19 December 2018 at fifteen minutes before the clock struck ten that morning, I arrived at the tattoo shop. The tattoo artist wasn’t there yet, but I didn’t mind. This gave me the moments I needed to calm my nerves and have a cup of tea. There always ... continue reading
Discharged from Therapy
Today is the 20th of December 2018. This afternoon I had an appointment with my psychologist. The last. I have been discharged from therapy. In my last post about my therapy, I told you about how I was following fingers. I ended it with: I feel lighter. Different. I’m definitely holding onto this feeling… The ... continue reading
Fucking Delicious
On the very night I wrote Fucking Mind, something amazing happened. Looking g back on it I think that post had to be written first for me to clear my mind and be open to the onslaught on my body and mind. After that disastrous night I didn’t think I had it in me anymore. ... continue reading
Sexy People and Us
When I started writing about the sexy people in our lives, by the end I had so many words that I had to split it up in three different posts. The first post was about Major Eric, The Talker and The Traveler and in the second I talked about Master B, Mister Silent and our ... continue reading
More Sexy People
Last week I shared the first part of my musings about other people we have allowed into our lives, whom we had sexy fun with and where we stand with each one of them at this moment. Major Eric, The Talker and The Traveler featured in that post, and now it’s time to look at ... continue reading
Fucking Mind
I wish the title could have referred to a mindfuck, but it doesn’t. Then again, maybe it does. An accidental mindfuck. But not in the good way. It happened the night before the post ‘Connection, No Sex‘ went live. Before Master T and I went to bed, he said something that made me think sex ... continue reading
Sexy People
A couple of weeks ago, unexpectedly, Mr. Cub popped up in our local hangout. He was the last person I expected to see there. It turned out Master T had contact with him the night before, and since Mr. Cub said he would like to surprise me, Master T told him where we would be. ... continue reading