Thursday, February 27, 2014

At the salon

"Please make me look fuckable." "Ummmm." "You know....rode hard and put away wet..... OK just don't... swear to god.....do old lady.  I can still wipe myself. "

Tuesday, February 25, 2014

I don't usually get presents for my birthday or valentines day

But when I do it's something my husband wants.

"Hey want to go shoot that gun I got you"

Probably fucking. Not

Friday, February 14, 2014

FFF

Word Limit: 100Word Bonus: +100 for every time you've had your heart broken.Required Word: TruthForbidden Word: LoveExtra Credit: Tell us your Valentine's Day plans!


"A Thousand Kisses Deep"

The ponies run, the girls are young,
The odds are there to beat.
You win a while, and then it’s done –
Your little winning streak.
And summoned now to deal
With your invincible defeat,
You live your life as if it’s real,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
You lose your grip, and then you slip
Into the Masterpiece.
And maybe I had miles to drive,
And promises to keep:
You ditch it all to stay alive,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

Confined to sex, we pressed against
The limits of the sea:
I saw there were no oceans left
For scavengers like me.
I made it to the forward deck.
I blessed our remnant fleet –
And then consented to be wrecked,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

I’m turning tricks, I’m getting fixed,
I’m back on Boogie Street.
I guess they won’t exchange the gifts
That you were meant to keep.
And quiet is the thought of you,
The file on you complete,
Except what we forgot to do,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

And sometimes when the night is slow,
The wretched and the meek,
We gather up our hearts and go,
A Thousand Kisses Deep.

The ponies run, the girls are young, 
The odds are there to beat . 

As the cold Air floated through the door in a heavy white fog
 all that's left behind is the truth,
 it was.
 So why wrap it up in ceremony, 
chocolate, cards,
 the things I remember most are your kisses,
 the times we met in secret,
 when time and space disappeared in your arms. 

What I couldn't do anymore
 when life drifted in
  the forbidden word was spoken,
  demanded in fear, insecurity,
 that I was still here.
 I have always been here.
 From when time began.
 You just needed to remember my wetness,
 my sent as you walked into the room. 

So let's not cry because it is over, let's celebrate because it began. 

You saved me from the darkness of my cold heart.
 The emtyness of not having a man fill me deep, 
even into my soul
  I lay tremmers from deep with in.
 I never knowing what it meant the words in songs til now

A thousand kisses deep...............


He cried so hard. Over the phone I could hear his through his sobs. " But you are not right for my life" "Linda will make the prefect wife, she is educated, poised, respected by her peers." "She is not the skier you are, nor the hiker, but she is neat, her life is tidy, her family a good one" Surely you can understand what that means?"

Yes I have had my heart broken many times. But I have loved and been loved more deeply than most.




He noticed, only when they were gone.....



" We were here last year, where did all your flowers go?" I looked up, my what? I noticed it too. all at once I noticed that the flowers were gone, all the plants were dead in their pots. "I don't know what happened to them, they just....." I stammered. She looked to the man behind the bar, my husband and said" that's what happened to them." She could tell that nothing grows from a heart that dies from a lack of love.

He comes in frim the slope today. Just for a week.




♡♡♡♡happy valentine day♡♡♡♡

You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.  -
Dr Seuss

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Home again home again

Watching the Dog Show and critiquing handler clothes. I miss showing but not the politics. 

Monday, February 10, 2014

It continues to be cold....

And now it's windy. Hoping to not get blown off the road as I must travel to get supplies.  I could just stay in bed all day. But it will be nice to see people again.  A week is a long time.  Thank goodness for the blog and Facebook.  Also chat. A community in cyberspace ♡♡♡♡♡

I am sure that you can hear the cabin fever in my writing.  It gets thin, empty of emotion and intelligence.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Masterbation

It has been a while. I don't know why I wait till I am dripping wet in the mornings and tense from no relief to finely give in. I feel so much better afterwards.

I guess growing up where we were lectured about the evils of touching yourself before we went to sleep as children and teens still lingers in my Psyche. My best friend was taken to the pediatrician and sparked. This scared the hell out of me more that God.

AM front lines

Well that was quick. I have 6 winks and 5 emails. A few seems like prospects. The others are the same old thing. trying to resist commenting"There are these things called Hookers, get in a cab, ask driver/tell him what you want, and there you go". The others are older men on Harley's trying to live there dream. A harem of women that will follow them anywhere to fuck all there friends in crazy scenarios.......wait that sounds OK.

One quite honestly wants marriage counselling. Or to get out completely. But is hesitant because this is his marriage, his family.

That brings me to retired guy grown children just not getting enough or needs more quality. Sounds very nice. Asked me to coffee this morning. Haven't told him I live up the Parks to hell and back.

-28 would be nice to have a snuggle buddy

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Ruffing It FFF

Word Limit: 300Bonus Words: +50 if your team won yesterday.Required Phrase: "Pitch a tent"Forbidden Words: Mosquitoes, sunburn, poison ivyExtra Credit: Tell us about one of your sexual (mis)adventures in the great outdoors.

After a cozy night in the weather shack we skied into the cabin. only 6 miles. It was a clear cold day in March. The cabin was his great grand dads. The stone fire place would be our only heat, and place to cook.

The water was heard distantly at the back. He went out and broke the ice loose. It sprung forth in a gush "artesian" It was ice cold, clear and beautiful like his ice blue eyes.  He was headed to greatness. Maybe that is why he turned me on so much. I loved a powerful man. He had traveled through Europe collecting art, being free mostly. His wild free movements as he skied said it all. He took life that way. Not afraid. He had the guts to take on the electric commission so that a line with fierce towering power grid didn't take over the historic highway.

The fire was started in the sauna. The sun was setting early as it does in mid March giving a cozy purple glow to everything we did. We sat naked talking about life. Our projects and the dreams we had. We were going to change the world.

As the sun warmed the porch, the snow was soft. Just the right temperature I thought. "Have you ever made love in the snow" I Coilly asked. He said "no and I don't plan on it." Then he looked at me as I removed my ski pants, then my silk long johns. "Oh come on! Stop, Ahhhhhh." he wined. Then he said"as long as you are on the bottom" I laughed. He flung off his clothes. Embracing me tight he bit my lip as his hands groped my body. We rolled softly into the snow. It was the right snow, like coming from a hot sauna and rolling it just cooled enough to make the sting sensuous. He stayed hard, then pulled out sliding down my body he bite the snow, spread me open wide sucked my clit in his mouth. The snow on my back melting as I arched my back into it. I returned the favor. Taking the snow and his hard cock in my mouth, running my tongue on his balls he groaned.
Flipping me over he fucked me til we both came.

Later we cuddled in bed in front of the stone fire place as the temperature outside dropped to -25.
The world revolved round the same as it always had after that trip. He married, had children, ran for office. I finished school, took a job working with throwaways.

Hmmmm a sexual misadventure?  Lets say swimming in a waterhole on a glacier Is not conducive of keeping it hard. Also make sure you off the trail far enough before giving a blow job. Sex in the snow while painfuller can be very hot? sex from behind while skiing try reaching down and scooping some snow in your hands then cup his balls ever so slightly.

Fucking in a tent at a music festival once we failed to notice the grizzly bear tracks and poop. Wow!



for more FFF Three Spelling Mistake.


Ashley Madison

Just taking a peek. Same men, beards , camo, fishing/hunting pictures.  Real names. I am not kidding. If I were a wife trying to find out if my husband were cheating it would be so easy to get on there and find him.
The looks of some of them there is no wonder they are not getting it at home.
I think I'll try OkCupid. Plenty of fish had some very nice men there.
I just feel like I should be hibernating. The dark and cold I just don't feel like doing anything.

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

finally have time, but no prospects

People are busy with other things, or relationships, or don't have time. I think this is going to be a dry February.