The word of the week is “appetite”. To participate, create a 15-word story with appetite or appetites. I can’t wait to see your creativity! smiles
It’s so damn easy for you.
You walk by me.
You smile.
My appetites rouse.
So, you’ve asked for consent. They have said no, but left the door open for the future. What do you do? You asked for consent.
If only it worked that way, right? Life would be so much easier. But, alas. We need to look for other methods. Luckily, I have
I’ve written recently about intuition, and how to strengthen it, and since that posted, I’ve had discussion with quite a few people whose problem was
I love my people. Deeply. Passionately. My friends, my partner, my dalliances. I love the communities where I live, too. There are brilliant, strong, amazing
This writing is now available as a podcast episode! Inspired by an email I received on 10/14/19. You know what I’ve found? That many submissives
“My favorite definition of trust, which I read in a novel years ago: Trust is the residue of kept agreements.” —Jay Wiseman This resonates with
Which seems obvious and impossible both, sometimes. It sucks to be lonely. It can suck super hard. And sometimes, those holes inside us feel like
I really do. I used to identify as a sapiosexual. I don’t, really, anymore, because when it comes right down to it, I don’t think
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Stockinged-thighs framed my head as she recited tonight’s menu. Exhaling, “Bon appetite” as I dined.