I’ve noticed I’ve neglected this segment of the blog. There are lots and lots of reasons why, but not one of them has anything to do with getting married.
It is more about my muse and how she’s been off doing other things.
Look all muse (s) are female even though my own particular muse is the sexiest man alive.
This blog has always been a balancing act for me. Learning to write without being specific, learning to talk without saying a word. There is an art to it, and I am still getting there.
The **simplest** thing that I could do would be to write about what happens here day to day, but I really can’t. I can’t do that and keep a promise that I made. That leaves me in the pickle of having to wait until I am properly inspired to create something filthy here to share with you.
My mind is always filthy, it is the transition from my mind to the keyboard to the white page here that tends to be the issue.
Another part of it might be, it really might be, that I dislike being judged and some of what really turns me on is going to get a colossal side eye from some of you.
I don’t want the side eye. I’ve been blessed to have a person in my life who doesn’t judge my thoughts or deeds, rather he accepts them and encourages them. So when I am writing to Him and explaining how hot I get watching a girl bound and gangbanged he simply smiles.
I love His smile.
I am still poking around trying to figure out what to share – what to expose – what to point to and go LOOK HOT RIGHT? So bear with me constant reader, a change is cumming.