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My Captured Audience of One
Posted:Mar 16, 2018 3:06 pm
Last Updated:Mar 16, 2018 6:11 pm

I am not sure what is the precise reason behind my motivation to kiss and grope him while he occupied with some domestic task. Be it busy washing dishes, melting butter, folding laundry I have a deep desire to show affection .

While giving affectionate kisses they grow into deeper desires and I want to have him take me right there and now.

Mr. Disney finds this amusing that I "wait until he is busy" before I pounce.

It could be a combination of many factors-

In doing these domestic tasks I feel loved
In doing these domestic tasks I feel appreciation and a need to give thanks via affection.
In doing these domestic tasks I am in awe of how much love he puts into melting the butter and prepping the food to be cooked.

I am overcome with appreciation and love and a need to tell, show him right there and then.

I will wiggle between him and the dryer and bestow kissing on his neck.

I will tiptoe behind him, grab his bum, walk my fingers up his waist, then hug his tummy from behind and whisper, "I love you" .

I feel gratitude, thankfulness and I feel love in overflowing amounts.

He is my captured audience with his hands full of dishes, food, clothes and I pounce upon him, giving him my affectionate love.

A Pause in Late Winter
Posted:Mar 16, 2018 11:44 am
Last Updated:Mar 16, 2018 6:09 pm

A group member who lives much farther north than Florida, in a place where snow is the norm for winter was sharing some winter wonderland photos.

As I was studying the photos, looking at the falling snowflakes, the animals in the photos I recalled that feeling I have had when ever I am in a snowy place.

That feeling of magical awe one has while walking out into a thickening of fluffy falling snow. The cold crisp air closes in on one's body, pushing, pushing, until the lungs are full and then the body adjusts.

Walking with hands and arm out like a bird, feeling the softness hit the fabric on the jacket.

looking down, moving the powder clumps with the toe of a boot.

Taking off a glove to feel the coldness of the flakes, then watching them slowly melt upon contact with flesh.

Those are the wonders of winter.

The quietness of the woods.

Looking up into the naked branches of the trees, where the contrast of white and dark meet into an entangled web of wood and snow.

"Do You Think I Have a Mental Illness" - LOL
Posted:Feb 25, 2018 12:25 pm
Last Updated:Feb 25, 2018 6:39 pm

Mr. Disney was heating up leftovers for lunch. I made the au gratin potatoes and he made the pork chops for lunch. He made salads to go with the meal. Then he announced,

"I am going to make you glazed carrots to go with meal."

Very delighted, I quip, "Oh Babe! You spoil me so much!"

He replies, "Of course I do, you're my girl."

"Do I spoil you?"


"You want me to spoil you some more?"


I laugh, "As if you would have said 'No' "

He is laughing, "Of course I said, "yes." Do you think I have a mental illness?"

Kisses for everyone!

Pure Affection
Posted:Feb 23, 2018 2:44 am
Last Updated:Apr 8, 2018 12:43 am

In the middle of the night, reaching out my fingers and hand find him. His skin both cool and warm as my fingers roam. His scent fills the shallows of air above the bed. Suddenly my body relaxes and waves of inner tenderness rise to the forefront of my emotions. There is a sense of safety as I gently inhale his scent and feel his skin under my wandering touch.

My palm rubs his hip and upper buttocks, I hear my own soft giggles muffled under the blanket. An aura of love and peace surround us. My cheek presses on his shoulder and upper arm. Then my lips gently kiss him as I lean over him.
My kisses dance across to his chest as his body rolls toward me.

Pure Affection
Loving Embraces

His arms surround me, welcoming me into his fortress of protective love. He kisses my forehead as my chin and cheek nuzzle into his chest and neck. I softly inhale his scent, deeper into me his scent descends. I feel it fill my lungs as I invasion his scent to me is his loving protection, fortifying me from the inside out.

My mind is overrun with emotions.

His hands caress my shoulders and back as happy gently tears fill my eyes because his love has filled my being and my cup runneth over with love.
My thoughts sing a mixture of gentle lyrics – bits and pieces of prose float in and out of my thoughts while we lay in the early dark dawn intertwined:

“You’re bringing on a heart ache” – as I feel my heart actually hurt from so much love over flowing

“It’s your love, it does something to me, it runs right through me… better than I was, more than I am, and all of this happened by the touch of your hand” – his love has changed me, not who I am or what I am but more of who I have always should have been for the good

“Once upon a dream”/ “ A dream is a wish your heart makes, when you’re fast asleep” – I have dreamt of moments like this, inspired from songs, movies, and observing friends and family who had and expressed what I so badly desired for myself

“My cup runneth over with love” – because it really does, it flows out in my happy tears.

His whispers bring my lyrical thoughts back into him,

“I love you, _____”, and my heart aches from the bursting joy it feels.

I whisper in return, “I love you.”

Gently embrace
Pure Affection

Camellias in Bloom
Posted:Feb 19, 2018 11:50 am
Last Updated:Feb 25, 2018 12:09 pm

I do enjoy the early spring time in Florida. Camellias are in bloom. The non thorny rose tree grows to ten to twelve feet they look just like some roses. The variety that has a ent is indeed sublime.

I may plant a fragrant camellia in my front yard.

What are some of your early spring blossoms?

Being His Daily Valentine
Posted:Feb 14, 2018 12:42 am
Last Updated:Feb 17, 2018 8:05 pm

In truth, I have not been a romantic recipient of Valentine advances in decades. And here it is Valentine's Day where I am finding myself confessing to Mr. Disney that I have not bought him a card or a present, or anything.

He told me that when we are together "Every day is Valentine's Day" because he can feel how much I love him.

That made me feel a little better. Later, as I was laying in bed with him, his strong, tender arms wrapped around me, my head nuzzling in his chest and neck, I found my mind wandering and my heart was once again overwhelmed with such thankfulness and love.

We both enjoy cooking for one another. Those are true acts of love, giving of one's time and talent.

He enjoys driving me around town and all over the state for day trips, while I have learned to enjoy not having to drive any more. In fact, I have maybe driven three times since Sept. I love kissing him when he opens my door for me to enter or leave the car.

I use to not be one for PDA, ever. But with him, I find myself kissing him in the cracker isle and at the deli counter at Publix, kissing him in the jewelry store, holding his hand at Dillard's and Lowes.

I kiss him when he holds my chair out for me, or holds my purse while I slide into a booth when we go out to eat.

Before I was in the wheelchair, we would go out at least once a month for a dress-up date night and I would make sure my make-up was exactly how he liked it, then I would tease him all night long in public: rub his thigh, arm, back of his hand, whisper near his neck, give him those "come hither" looks, sip my straw ever so slowly, toying it with my tongue.... We will soon have those nights again once I am recovered.

When the weather warms again, in a couple weeks, we will continue with our two hour baths. Before winter arrived, I would run the bath - salts and bubbles, candle light- six to ten candles on the counter, music, and we would sit and slowly wash one another, talk in hushed tones, kiss and laugh.

We enjoy debating and discussing hot topics with opposing views and stances. He often confesses he enjoys seeing my passionate intelligence. He knows I become very sexually aroused when I am given the freedom to be fired up about topics. I believe he pushes buttons to move my blood faster, then flips the switch, and before I know it we are having passionate kisses and clothes are being pulled off.

We can be down right silly and goofy together. He has enjoyed my naked days when I do my "In the Nudity Dances". Not really a dance per se, just me wiggling my naked hinny and celebrating sans clothes moments.

He cherishes my little girl side and speech. This is something which I have guarded for years, yet with him this part of me flows and shines. From wearing my headbands and plaid skirts, to my special quite time jammies he delights in my happy little quirks.

We have snuggle time daily. Puppy seems to believe this is just for him, as he will run and jump onto the sofa or bed and wiggle between us ensuring he is the center of attention.

So why then do I find myself at odds with my thoughts and actions about Valentine's Day?

Aside from not being accustomed to being the object of one's loving affection, I really am at a loss.

I would read cards, and know I could write a poem better than what I have read, yet I have not written anything.

I can draw and paint. So why have I not made something?

I think, in part, I am still in shock, awe, and feel utterly surreal at times that he and I are together. Family and friends have said we are a cute couple and that we were made for one another.

Our relationship feels natural. We balance one another.

Everyday I find myself telling him "I love you" at all hours of the day. during any and most activities.

So perhaps Mr. Disney is correct in that for us "every day is Valentine's Day".

I did make him brownies.

And we are leaving at 0545 to go to Disney World for a couple days.

Early Morning Awakenings: I Love You - Means -
Posted:Jan 31, 2018 5:08 am
Last Updated:Jan 31, 2018 5:48 pm

Awakening from a nightmare, none of which I can recall, I found Mr. Disney holding me and whispering in my ear

"I am here. You are safe."

My body began to relax, but my mind would not stop.

His arms wrapped around me as I nuzzled back into his warm embrace.

I lay there for a while, safe and secure, not being able to recall a single scene in my dream or memories.

I inhaled his scent. Caressed his arm. My fingernails grazed the back of his hand.

I was calm. I was thankful. I was suddenly full of love, or the realization of my love. Not that I have never known i love Mr. Disney, but there is something about this realization when it happens, which transcends into every fiber of my being. I lay there for a while, feeling thankful, embracing the calm, and full of love.

But now I was awake, and sleep was eluding me. I did not want to disturb Mr. Disney, we have appointments later this morning, and I receive some delight in listening to his snores, so I found myself walking down the hall, thinking of all the things "I love you" means to me when I say it and when I feel it.

I made a list of the many ideas and thoughts this simple phrase can encompass while the sun rose higher, the dawning light began to filter more brightly thought the trees and Spanish moss. Mrs. Hawk is awake, calling to the world around her in search of breakfast, and here I sit, making an "I love you - Means - " list. There is not top or best one, because depending upon my mood at the moment it can mean so many things.

I love you – means – Thank you for being my safe harbor.
I love you – means – Thank you for making me feel safe from my dreams
I love you – means – Thank you for being here
I love you – means – Hold me
I love you – means – Allow me to help you
I love you – means – I am overwhelmed with your kindness
I love you – means – thank you for allowing God to love me through you
I love you – means – you are the world to me
I love you – means – When I am with you, I feel Home
I love you – means – Thank you for loving me just as I am
I love you – means – right here at this moment everything is perfect
I love you – means – I need you, I want you, I am yours
I love you – means – If there is anything I can do to make you happy, I want to do it
I love you – means – You make me happy
I love you – means – I am here for you
I love you – means – you are my world
I love you – means – Kiss me
I love you – means – allow me to love you, some more
I love you – means – You have the key
I love you – means – I trust you
I love you – means – trust me
I love you – means – You are my treasure
I love you – means – I delight in you
I love you – means – come play with me
I love you – means – Allow me to savor this moment a little while longer
I love you – means – You can lick the spoon
I love you – means – Happy Tears
I love you – means – you can use my favorite mug
I love you – means – I want to make you happy
I love you – means – What can I do for you today?

** I love you **
** means **
I cannot find enough words to cover and explain the depth of all my feelings for you,
so these three little words will have to do.

I love you

Why Has No One Warned Me About THIS!!!
Posted:Jan 30, 2018 12:15 pm
Last Updated:Jan 31, 2018 4:14 am

So I have heard countless horror stories and the woes to me about "hot flashes" and they are horrible moments to endure, especial at night when you have just reached that comfy drifting off to Never-Neverland sleep.

Then BAM!

One's entire body is a heat inferno! Off go the plush warm, snugly blankets! Off goes the soft 100% Egyptian Cotton 1200 count sheets. Pillows go flying to the floor as one's head tries to find a cool spot.

And lo and behold, as soon as you find that sigh of relief and not a moment longer, your toes become icicle and your feet are blocks of ice! The shivers begin and you then yank off all the covers you had just placed on top of you loved one, accusing him of "freezing me out!"

Yes, there are countless stories and I have been forewarned about these moments of instant flash flooding in the middle of the freezer isle at Publix. But what I was not warned about was the probable increase in my libido. Oh yes, this a burden that must be borne by some women and their victim partners.

Imagine if you will, you are minding your own business, you think your lovely girl is busy with a project, and then WHOOSH! She is behind you, grabbing your ass, kissing your neck with such abandoned passion, as her fingers and hands grip your shoulders moving you to face her.

She smiles, trying to be every so innocent, but that will not work with you! No! You are a man on a mission! You must continue making dinner, or doing the laundry, or trimming the hedge, or raking the leaves. You just gave her a few hours of lovings ... and you have the sore muscles all over your body to prove it!

Your back, you legs, your thighs! Oh my gosh, forget the squats, you work out in pumping some serious iron with your girl.

You grin and smile at her. How can you refuse her incessant requests. She wants you like no man she has ever wanted before. Yes a good deal of that is love. A deep, down I would do anything for you love. But there seems to be a cycle with her.

A day of arousal, followed by a night of tossing the covers and a hot body, then her sexual desire is off the chart. She joins you in the shower, She instigates lovings several times a day.

Your spine is sore, your tongue is sore. Thank GOD for TOYS!!!

You wield your toy skills, one more time!!! She is all smiles, She moans, "Oh, I love you! I love you!" after wave upon wave of orgasms. Where do these orgasms hide!!!

Yes, this is what I imagine goes on in some men's minds
when their sweet innocent sex kitten
is in real hot flash heat.

Every Now and Then I Smile and Say:
Posted:Jan 29, 2018 11:00 am
Last Updated:Jan 30, 2018 11:47 am

Have you ever noticed that you have certain phrases which you say to your best friend, lover, partner?

I have a couple of phrases I say to Mr. Disney -

"Hey Babe! I am in love with you!" Mr. Disney will say - "Well that is good, cause I am in love with you, too." OR he will say, "That's good, it works better that way."


"I find you so handsome" to which Mr. Disney grins and quips - "As long as you find me!"

I simply shake my head at some of his responses.

There are the times, though, when he will reach out, pull me into him and then passionately kiss me - the kind of kisses which resonate within your entire being.

And, if we are not on a schedule, I somehow find myself being undressed while he is kissing me and like magic we are back in bed, for the second or third time that day.

Just Have to Know How to Take Some People
Posted:Jan 29, 2018 10:13 am
Last Updated:Jan 30, 2018 7:22 pm

As I sit at the table, I am watching Mr. Disney prepare lunch for us. I read aloud any new posts to him, then he and I discuss things, most of the time laughing at our own sarcasm.

Then I reread something he had me add to a comment I made to a post in a group. The topic was about meeting people and needing help. So I added my two cents, read my comment before posting to Mr. Disney because my comment was mainly about how he treated me in the beginning of our relationship. He quips and then I added to the post "Of course it helps to be devastatingly handsome with boyish good looks".

So while I sit here and watching him I say -
"I don't know how you can stay oh so humble when you are so devastatingly handsome with your boyish good looks"

Without missing a beat, Mr. Disney responds -
"It's hard to be humble when I am perfect in every way" the added jazz hands and facial expressions sealed the deal.

The he adds with a smirk -
"Some people just don't know how to take me when they meet me."

To which I reply with a giggle -

"Oh I know how to take you --- " ; I pause and look at him, "Naked!"
giggled ensue and he smiles as he continues to make lunch.

This is our wonderful rainy Monday!


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