Last night I had what was best described as a "mind-blowing carnal experience." I don't recall a time I have ever so relished and given in to the absolutely hedonistic joy of being alive, in love, and in glorious rapture. So much so that for a brief moment in the midst of uncontrollable orgasms, I… Continue reading I’ve joined Dumbledore’s Army
I'm angry. I'm angry, and it's not just because recent events have exposed my complacency with an imbalanced system because I was under the impression that "things will get better." I mean, that makes me angry. It makes me angry to have been so wrong. It means I was believing lies and avoiding truths. There… Continue reading Angry White Woman
Let me tell you about the story I'm not telling you. The one that you'd think would be so appropriate for me to tell on this site. This past weekend, some seriously HOT stuff happened. It was depraved and there was sweat and bondage and so. much. penetration. If I could have stepped outside my… Continue reading Smut, Interrupted
A long time ago, when everything that mattered in my life was a mess and I spent more time crying than smiling, I decided to try something to combat the sadness that would sometimes threaten to knock me down. I would force myself to smile. It worked reasonably well. Chalk it up to one of… Continue reading Today’s Smile: An Alternative Fact
I can't words right. So, I'll just spew it out: This past weekend was a huge one for me on a professional level. I was given my opportunity to shine, and shine I did. The right people saw it. Ten years at this organization and, for the first time, I felt like I had my… Continue reading Growing Pains
I'm 11 mornings short of three years. Like with most of my traumas, I'm able to talk about it now with time-seasoned detachment. It's a story that happened to someone else - a different version of me. But sometimes the emotions sneak up on me. Like, when I'm approximately 12 mornings short of three years… Continue reading Countdown to year three
Heads up - I'mma talk about pooping, not in a sexy way. I'll try to make it funny, though. Hello, my name is phi, and I like butt sex. I have liked butt sex pretty much always. The way it worked with the partners I'd had in the past, including one guy who ONLY was… Continue reading Weekly Enemas: A Cautionary Tale (with humor)
In the first part of this post, I shared my epiphany on thinking in terms of needs of a relationship instead of talking about the needs of a person. But then I had to go to work, because I'm a responsible adult and stuff, who fills my time with all manner of things that are… Continue reading Another post-GRUE Post: Part 2 – Ownership of time
I'm a fan of using precise language to break down concepts in my own head. For example, differentiating between "my night" and "the night he spends with me" in relation to my partner and how he divides his time among his partners. Key word: His time. Does it mean the same thing if I'm trying… Continue reading Another Post-Grue Post: Part 1 – Addressing the needs of each relationship
Let's get organized.....Here's what I want to accomplish in this essay: 1) To share my thoughts on a recent discussion in which I both observed and later participated on the subject of Tops/Dominants and vulnerability 2) To explore my own thoughts on "strength" and "weakness" as it pertains to the concept of vulnerability and/or the… Continue reading Tops and Strength and Vulnerability: a post-GRUE post-mortem post
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