Eats Enters Eastern Teresa, should I ever anagram Earnest! 2016 a fine sexual vintage and Earnest gets his Christmas Bonus

Now that I’ve tried to talk to you and make you understand  All you have to do is close your eyes  And just reach out your hands and touch me  Hold me close don’t ever let me go I asked Earnest to choose the lyrics to accompany this delayed blog post he chose Extreme, More… Read More Eats Enters Eastern Teresa, should I ever anagram Earnest! 2016 a fine sexual vintage and Earnest gets his Christmas Bonus

Do you know how much it hurts when you stand on a butt plug?

Love your curves and all your edges All your perfect imperfections As we enter the final month of this year and we are hurtling towards closure I reflect on both this blog and my lovers.  This blog was a snapshot of my life, most of my writings remain unpublished.  My main lover Earnest, along with… Read More Do you know how much it hurts when you stand on a butt plug?

Earnest rides again and again. Onanism and who dares wins………..

 It’s time that we began to laugh and cry and cry and laugh about it all again. Today is Thursday and at 11.30 am I am eating cold Chinese Takeaway from the night before, and contemplating a delicious day of nothingness,  home alone until 11pm.  I have turned down an invitation this afternoon as I… Read More Earnest rides again and again. Onanism and who dares wins………..

Alice & Ashley Madison – Phoenix rising from the Ashes with one being extinguished.

And every time I thought I’d got it made It seemed the taste was not so sweet So I turned myself to face me But I’ve never caught a glimpse Of how the others must see the faker David Bowie – Changes Ryan from Regular Guy sent me a link regarding Ashley Madison reinvention.  They have changed… Read More Alice & Ashley Madison – Phoenix rising from the Ashes with one being extinguished.

Kestrels Swinging Naturist Club and the 1970’s motel -“There is a Kestrel in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud”

This can’t last. This misery can’t last. I must remember that and try to control myself. Nothing lasts really. Neither happiness nor despair. Not even life lasts very long. There’ll come a time in the future when I shan’t mind about this anymore, when I can look back and say quite peacefully and cheerfully how… Read More Kestrels Swinging Naturist Club and the 1970’s motel -“There is a Kestrel in me that wants to soar, and there is a hippopotamus in me that wants to wallow in the mud”