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Do That to Me One More Time ---
Posted:Jun 25, 2017 3:07 pm
Last Updated:Jun 26, 2017 9:59 am

His arms wrap around me, hand swoop down around my lower back , fingers fully gripping the fullness that is my bum. Leaning down, feeling his breath on my neck, I fall into the moment.

I have always known I have enjoyed having my butt caressed. However, when Mr. Disney caresses my butt it is beyond a sexual feeling, I receive more than just a pleasant "oh, that is nice" feeling -

I have a deep down, "please don't ever stop, take me away Calgon, let me fall into your arms forever" feeling.

It is truly bliss.

Mr. Disney, may I please have another?

Please Share My Umbrella
Posted:Jun 21, 2017 6:56 pm
Last Updated:Jun 23, 2017 5:12 pm

It has been raining lately, and I am glad the water levels have finally returned to almost normal heights, being much too low is quite scary.

The other night Mr. Disney offered to take Puppy for a walk as it was drizzling still, much like he normally does and I decided to go along with him. I needed to changed my clothes into something that could withstand the pitter patter of the rain. I thought I would wear something to tease him, and since he had not seen me wear this one dress I decided on it.

Mr. Disney asked me:
What are you wearing?

My purple jersey beach dress

Mr. Disney
Now, I feel under-dressed

Me- Giggling:
Oh don't feel that way, it is just a beach dress.

Then he see me in said dress and exposed cleavage
Smile of great approval on his face
I adjust my little girl halo

Mr. Disney:
Now I feel Over Dressed,

Oh? Why is that?

Mr. Disney:
Need to take my clothes off!

giggling and laughing

Then I make sure my nipples are hard and pressing on the jersey fabric as we walk and the sprinkling rain hits my milky flesh, leaving me wet and the fabric soaked in places under my umbrella. I do not wear panties during the walk, now and then flash him my hinny from under the pulled up hemline.


I am duly rewarded upon return home for being such a very good girl!

Migraines and Humor - What a Combo
Posted:Jun 15, 2017 2:04 pm
Last Updated:Jun 19, 2017 6:28 pm

Although more common in males, Sexual Headaches do exists and are can occur in people who are prone to having migraines. The pressure in the skulls builds during the onset of sexual arousal and can strike full blown migraine proportions upon orgasms - skull splitting pain.

yeah - talking about paybacks - no thank you

but this is just another condition which I have to endure ever now and then. And last night I had one. It was horrible.

Mr. Disney was very kind in helping me, as I curled in a fetal position, tightly holding my head to keep it from exploding, while fighting the urge to projectile vomit across the room.

Just the response every partner desires after working so diligently to give one a great orgasm.

Eventually I was able to sit up, then stand wobbly, and drink some water. Then I took some meds and had to eat food with the meds - lovely trick to have with a stomach that wants to hurl.

Over an hour later, we were back in bed, and he was holding me: spooning me. My head was still sore, but instead of my whole entire head just one lobe was in pain. His arm was carefully under the pillow and my neck, and the other one over my waist.

We lay there talking in hushed tones. Now and then he caressed my hair. I asked him about Father's Day, and what we were going to do about "something" due to the fact we would be visiting family.

My question was sincere, as visiting family will postpone my Daddy's Day Gift to him.

His response? oh my gosh. Made me laugh!

Only I could not due to the agonizing pain.

My breathing became very erratic trying to subdue the laughing. No use.

So there I am, he is holding me, tears running down my face in pain, laughing from the humor and trying not to laugh. His body is shaking as he laughs, trying to apologize, but he can't because it is too darn funny.

So there we are, for over fifteen minutes.

Trying not to laugh, but we are shaking
I have tears of pain
My lungs are hurting
My head wants to split open
And we are laughing.

Totally absurd.

Completely In Love.

Purging and Merging - Planning with Baby Steps
Posted:Jun 14, 2017 10:39 am
Last Updated:Jun 14, 2017 6:18 pm

When the dreams and reality merge it can be a huge adjustment. Although this time is exciting because it is new, it may also be a bit frightening as one says "good-bye" to being a single unit and merges with another to become a "couple".

They begin to ask some pertinent questions as emotional ties form as they begin creating something new -

the Relationship

What is it?
What are the boundaries?
Where is it going?
Where do they want it to go?
How much time do they want to spend together?
Are they going to live together? When?
Furniture and clothes - where will they go?

People who just "take it to the next level" as par for the course without examining and planning what they are actually doing might be setting themselves up for failure.

It is

It is

It is
"I do not want another night without you"

It is
"Eventually merging homes and losing personal space"

It is
New Ground

And it is best to have a plan to ensure success than to just let things fall where they may and hope for the best.

Have they each asked one's self and discussed with each other:

Is this what I truly want?

Does this person clean house the way I like?

Do they shower enough for me to tolerate?

Equitable division of responsibilities in the joint home - has this been discussed?

Do they agree on budgets, saving and spending limits?

Is this person's habits and quirks something I can handle - or is the constant fight over how to fold a towel, not cleaning the jar lip and lid before returning it to the fridge, not wiping down the tiles or counter tops, or placing toilet paper going grow into a major annoyance beyond what one can cope?

Why does one person need forty-five pairs of shoes?

Why does one person need to micro-organize every pen, pencil, marker, and crayon?

Communication is vital.
Talk about things before they become a problem.

Discuss and Plan then Move Forward - Baby Steps as you take the leap into creating a deeper relationship.

Daddy and Little Girl Shop for a New Blanket
Posted:Jun 13, 2017 6:43 pm
Last Updated:Jun 19, 2017 6:28 pm

He gave her that look of sheer lust and desire, the smile that made her want him with deepening urgency. He stepped over to her, grabbed her hands from her sides then brought them out and up, up over her head, pressing her back into the display wall of duvets and comforters. He leaned into her, kissed her as his hands held her hand high above her head, feeling the plush fabric behind her.

She did not care where the security video monitors were. Although she did glance down the isle and it was vacant of other customers, she did not care if they had been there. For in that single moment, all she wanted was for him to kiss her.

"Kiss me," she whispered. Her mind aching for the scene, her body longing to feel his pressed against hers.

He leaned in.

"Are you my girl?" Kiss to the forehead.

"Yes, I am" she could barely whisper, as if the spell of the moment would break from the utterance of spoken desire.

He leaned and kissed her lips, her mouth, sucked upon her tongue, One hand pulled her waist to him as the other still held her hands high above her head. His kiss was one of hungry, not to be mistaken for anything less than a need to be satisfied.

He kissed her again. She fell into the moment. Her eyes closed. The plush fabric behind her, the intercom white noise of music, his lips, his tongue, his touch - she wanted him to consume her. She needed him with every ounce of her being. She wanted to be home in bed, letting him take her.. all of her.

And he knew it.

He pulled back. Smiled at her. His dark eyes looking at her, and really seeing her, all of her. She could feel herself melt into his eyes and smile. The power in his hands and arms.

He released her hands as he asked, "So what do you think of the grey blanket?"

She giggled and laughed. The spell was broken. They were back in reality.

Her hands and fingers caressing the plush silvery grey, "Oh, it is so soft. But it needs to be a little darker."

"Yes, I agree, it should be more smokey grey then silver."

His hand rubbed her butt, down around the curve of her hip, then back up to her middle back tugging on a long curl. He leaned over her shoulder, she could feel his breathe on her exposed neck. He kissed her neck softly then stood back up.

Hand on her back, soft embrace from the side.

"You are My girl." As he squeezed a gentle, secure hug.

She glanced at him sideways - giggled, "Oh, yes,"
she studied his face quickly, "I am," as her mind wandered in anticipation of arriving home.

A Good Little Girl - Out and About
Posted:Jun 13, 2017 4:13 pm
Last Updated:Jun 14, 2017 6:33 pm

So, um... the other day... I wore a nice longer hem lined dress to go shopping and for lunch.

During the midday, Mr. Disney would pet my hinny, rub my bum, and kiss my cheek, nose, forehead; Now and then he would passionately kiss me before leaving the car between shops.

When it came time for lunch, he reached his hand to my side of the table, under my skirt, and slid it up, up up.... up.

Huge smile on his face.

"You have been such a good girl!" Mr. Disney Exclaimed.


I did not wear any panties.

Wanderlust - Traveling for Pleasure
Posted:Jun 13, 2017 10:46 am
Last Updated:Jun 13, 2017 3:34 pm

Every now and then the urge to travel and play tourist affects me. Usually I do a day trip about every ten days or so, and then I do a week to a five week trip once every 12 - 18 months. I will look take into consideration my destination and then look for places to explore while along a meandering route there and back. Sometimes, I make a giant loop across states or just Florida. Stopping to investigate local cuisine, music, architecture, land formations, seasonal colors and fauna, festivals, shops, points of interests and/or historical markers.

I enjoy this process of mapping out my route, finding friends or family to visit here and there when possible to meet for lunch or the day. I have been dong this since the mid 1990s - sometimes I would take family members with me and the destination would be a family reunion in another state. But I would always plan the route and research places to stop if time, weather, and budget permitted.

This time, I am not single, but I am part of a couple, so planning things are a little different. I would like to share with him some of my favorite places to visit - day or several day trips - then tell stories from my childhood and past with friends of what happened on this spot.

I have "interviewed" him over the past several weeks, little inquiries about his likes, interests, and curiosities during normal day to day conversations. There was not bright light overhead in a dark room with a pad and pen or recording device used. It was all just normal talking, musings, and my little gears would be spinning - "oh, I could take him here, or there, or ......" sounds like a Dr. Sues book in the making - "Green Eggs and Ham" meets "Oh, The Places You'll Go!"

I was thinking one of the state park springs or to the Gulf for a day trip pre-Father's Day Weekend. Might go Thursday or Friday.

I have plans for St. Augustine area in July. Might be fun to go to the Keys and other parts of South Florida as well.

Where are some places you have enjoyed going for a day trip?
Where are some placed you have enjoyed going for an extended weekend?
Where are placed you have enjoyed as a couple for a romantic get-away?

The Laws of Attraction - Scent of Person
Posted:Jun 12, 2017 7:10 pm
Last Updated:Jun 26, 2017 10:27 pm

Have you ever wondered why people are attracted to one another? People like various physical aspects - size, height, build, coloring. People like character attributes- friendly, humor, sensual, shy, outgoing, reserved- doubt anyone is seeking a jerk, but some do like the bad boy or bad girl image.

I think there is also the value of scent. Not just soap, perfume or cologne, but natural body odor and pheromones. Not the gym locker odor or the stinky sock odor, but the alluring scent that draws a person closer to inhale the natural essence of their being.

Scent can enhance or diminish the initial physical attraction. Some people may find one's natural essence to be offensive, yet another person may find that same person's scent to be sheer bliss- the physical looks vary, but the essence of scent is there.

Emotions - How Sweet They Are
Posted:Jun 8, 2017 7:54 am
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2017 3:14 pm


When a person watches from afar and sees other people have what they have been seeking for decades, to be quite honest the person may begin to doubt with some gravity that it will ever happen to them.

The surreal feeling, the deep contentment, the smiles and laughter, and the happy tears are quite often overwhelming. Trying to navigate through these uncharted personal waters can be difficult, even when all these feelings are so wonderful.

I have always had a great capacity to love - what I did not have was a person who wanted to recieve my love. The pain of realizing that a person does not only love you but does not want your love is horrible.

To find someone who not only has given me the freedom to love him and he loves me in return, I have a hard time expressing my feelings. It is intense at times and I am moved to happy tears.

There is a song which was song in the 1960s which sums of in many ways how I feel about meeting Mr. Disney. I have sung this song since I was a toddler, it is older than I am but it is a happy song that I have loved for over four decades.

Petula Clark sang it. I find myself singing it quite often this past couple weeks - even to Mr. Disney - he has told me a a couple occasions he enjoys my singing to him and I delight in pleasing his joy.

"My Love"

My love is warmer than the warmest sunshine
Softer than a sigh
My love is deeper than the deepest ocean
Wider than the sky

My love is brighter than the brightest star
That shines every night above
And there is nothing in this world
That can ever change my love

Something happened to my heart the day that I met you
Something that I never felt before
You are always on my mind, no matter what I do
And every day it seems I want you more

My love is warmer than the warmest sunshine
Softer than a sigh
My love is deeper than the deepest ocean
Wider than the sky

My love is brighter than the brightest star
That shines every night above
And there is nothing in this world
That can ever change my love

Once I thought that love was meant for anyone else but me
Once I thought you'd never come my way
Now it only goes to show how wrong we all can be
For now I have to tell you everyday

My love is warmer than the warmest sunshine
Softer than a sigh
My love is deeper than the deepest ocean
Wider than the sky

My love is brighter than the brightest star
That shines every night above
And there is nothing in this world
That can ever change my love

My love is warmer than the warmest sunshine
Softer than a sigh
My love is deeper than the deepest ocean
Wider than the sky

My love is brighter than the brightest star
That shines every night above
And there is nothing in this world
That can ever change my love

Life and Death
Posted:Jun 8, 2017 7:44 am
Last Updated:Jun 9, 2017 3:12 pm

Life is interesting and can be quite eventful. This past spring so much has changed in my personal world and in the lives of some people who frequent mine. I have helped host and attended even more high school and college graduation parties - very proud of everyone who has been achieving thier goals in education.

And I have had to cope with mixed feeling over the death of a couple people. Not that I wished a person dead or anything along those lines - just made me realize how short life can be for some people.

Then upon this reflection I was more aware of how short my life could be and how I do not wish to miss anything or have regrets of not doing this I wish to do while I am able.

I do feel sorry for the young kids of one person who died, and how they will miss out on having a parent help with puberty graduations, and weddings. When someone is terminally ill the anger they must feel about being robbed of such joyous life events in their own children has to be intense - I could not imagine it otherwise.

The person tries to compensate for not being there for their child in the future, but it is not the same.

That being said - I think the death of a parent on good terms is better than the parent being there on bad terms and making life a living hell where a person feels abandoned, betrayed, abused, etc.

I do feel the loss for the kids and my heart goes out to them. There is not much I can actually do from afar but offer my support when I am able and they are in my vicinity for me to act upon my good will.

As I reflect upon my own life and how many years may lay ahead, my main ambition is to enjoy what time I do have, help as many people as I can, and to be happy.

No one knows how much time they have - each moment is a gift of life.

Embrace it.


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