This week's Sex Blog Roundup at Fleshbot asks the question that dogs all: what if?
Those of you who enjoy stalking me will find Mariella comparing me favorably to carnage, Tilda examining the carnage my belt did to her thighs, and Wendy enjoying the carnal delights of fisting the new boy at my orgy.
Those you who truly can't get enough of stalking me will find I've made it dirt simple by signing on to Twitter. You can sign up to follow me by subscribing. Now you can read what I am doing (or least, what I'll tell you I'm doing), just when I tell it, one hundred and forty characters at a time.
Just another sliver of my privacy, tweeted to you, dear readers.
Meanwhile, in that spirit, I'll tell you exactly where I am at this moment. I am in Chicago for Shibaricon, where I am learning to be more awesome with ropes. The classes are going well, and darned if I'm not teachable. I'm making good use of my Venus Ropes.
6 comments:
Very jealous that you get to spend an entire weekend playing with rope. Will be in NYC soon so we must make plans to get pedis together.
-=Sakura
I can show you how to twirl a rope, well with a trick rope. :)
Well,technically, I didn't actually fist him that night. My thumb was outside the entire time. However, what I forgot to mention in that post, was that I was wearing a red cock roughly the size and shape of a soda can.
I miss that dick. I need to find one of my own, and a boy who can take it.
I seem to recall an earlier post in which you said that where you were at any given time was none of our darn business. What happened to your Twitter contempt?
Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself.
I'm trying Twitter. Yes, it reveals more than I would prefer. Let's see how long before I regret this experiment.
So is that all it takes to join your harem? A written request to remove that troublesome virginity or to praise your use of vowels? What about a desire to join your bukkake club next time I'm in town? Hmm.... can't be that easy.
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