School days

Well that was an interesting discovery.. After spending most of the morning at the college, doing an admissions interview, I made a few discoveries.  First, it's good to be a veteran in Wisconsin.  Tuition is free provided you maintain a c or higher average.  Second, they waived all placement exams as well as all fee's.  Third, they waived 4 classes so I didn't have to repeat stupid things like psych and intermediate algebra.  So in about 6 weeks, provided I get all my paperwork in, I start my first class.  Trigonometry here I come!!  Followed by physics next semester :( , along with a full class load.  But the best good news of all?  Starting pay is $30 an hour.  BOOYAH!!

Happy Birthday Master

So Gremmie came over for M's birthday and we were having a good time when M decided to shave us after I contributed a bit to gremmie's bruises...  Which is always yummy...

then he put us on a double ender, which is also yummy

*beams*

Then she decides to just stop, sit up and ask me if my cooter is burning...

I figured M put something on the dildo to be cute...

Nope!


 Slight problem - he finishes a shave with witch hazel so we don't get icky bumps - witch hazel BURNS LIKE FUCKING FIRE  when it's IN the cooter
Gremmie was crying, I was taking the entire vocab out for a gallop and he decides to take a picture...

We're both shoving ice cubes up our cooters and guess who DIDN'T get laid for his birthday.

*snickers*

Another rant...

BoringJen did it this time with this post.  As a switch I have the wonderful ability to see both sides of this argument.  If you have a limit, state it.  Make it clear and concise.  I have limits that are different with different people, as do we all.  With M, I have none.  I am allowed none that he can't, at the very least, touch.    With outside play partners, their list is a bit longer and MUCH more specific.  I honestly don't think that when I'm on the top side, it's really too much to ask that your limits be specific.  If you don't want me hitting below your knee, say NO HITTING BELOW THE KNEE.  If you don't want me hitting on your tattoo, Say, don't hit on or even near the tattoo, the damn thing isn't a target (one of mine).  If someone points out to me where a body part is, I'm going to assume that it means they don't want impact there, NOT that they don't want impact above or below it.  Yes that's an assumption on my part, but I think it's a fair one.  If I've played sexually with you in the past, and you want to be played with publicly, I'm going to play sexually with you in public unless you otherwise state that.  If you don't like oral, say so, and I'll love you all the more for it.  I fly better with a map than I do by the seat of my pants.  No it doesn't take the spontenaity out of things, and no it doesn't limit my creativity.  Promise.

Oh ffs...

Why is it when you start a new relationship that you are obviously the boss of, people won't accept it when you don't set up a bunch of stupid ass rules?  Not all doms are control freaks!  If Gremmie needed a bunch of rules and structure, we wouldn't be together, because honestly, who has the time?  We enjoy each other, yes I'm dominant to her but she's as much of a slave as I am...  Do I enjoy her brattiness?  You bet.  Do I enjoy putting her in her place?  You bet.  Do I like wonderful fun times like pinching her bruises under the blanket when the kids aren't looking?  Of course.  What I don't enjoy doing is curbing that wonderful sense of adventure of hers. What I refuse to do is take away her ability to think for herself.  What I absolutely adore about her is that she has a brain and isn't afraid to USE IT.  If I asked her to be monogomous, I WOULD HAVE TO BE.  And I'm way too much of a slut for that...

Introducing....

Ms Gremikins

Isn't she yummy?
Cause apparently I don't have enough going on in my life, I now have her. Although she actually does add to my sanity and doesn't suck any time away.  She fun and bright and bouncy and wonderful.  Oh and let's not forget sexy as hell.  :D

On to more mundane things.  Yes I will probably be losing my job but I'm past caring.  The money crunch will suck but things like that always do.  Red and I are in process of fixing what was wrong with us, and that's working out better than we ever dreamed.  It's just a shame that it has to get to the point where I explode and scream "ENOUGH, I'M FUCKING DONE"  before we can resolve things.  Hopefully I'm back here, I've missed writing about things and life and stuff and I've missed all of you but it got to the point where every time I wrote a post it was about how much my job sucked, how much service sucked, how much my kids sucked, and to be honest I was simply tired of reading about how much I sucked.  I decided that "ENOUGH, I'M FUCKING DONE" applied to all of that as well.  Life's much better now :D