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Inspired from an on-line group discussion - Real Women Are Not Here to Help You Masturbate
Posted:Oct 25, 2017 9:49 am
Last Updated:Dec 30, 2017 3:52 pm

real women are not here to help you masturbate

The real women here still want to be treated as a person and not some cyborg here for your fantasies. If all you want to do is swipe and fuck without any connection to the person as a human, may i suggest Tinder?

I honestly believe the lack of communication skills, lack of ability to connect as a human is creating a totally fractured society - they are even fractured from their own self.

I spent years, not hours, not days, not weeks, not months - YEARS - searching for a man like Mr. Disney. I honestly laugh at the many males who act so desperate for a "Dip in the hole" that they devolve to less than animals - even animals know the courting rituals and the needs wanted of the object of their desire - and most of the time the hours and days they spend courting their intended results in a few moments of bliss and then that is it - but both parties received what they needed.

It took Mr. Disney and I a while to mesh well physically - people are not perfect. We were friends then it progressed from there. We have been talking/communicating for hours a day -text, email, phone calls, and in person. I shared with him most of my issues with on-line dating, the horror stories, and he shared with me his stories and concerns.

Mr. Disney loves the fact I am quite open sexually and am willing to talk, discuss, share, and fantasize with him about many topics. I enjoy the fact that Mr. Disney and I can, and have had, sexual playtime all day and all night, some days we never dressed or left the house except to walk the puppy. We flirt while shopping, we go out with friends and flirt with one another in front of others, we talk and we grow together. I would rather invest time in one person knowing that I am going to have great sex on top of a great friendship than invest that same time and effort in random males who just want me to help them masturbate when I meet them.

Mr. Disney and I both are receiving what we need from the other. If you are not willing to give what the other needs - and if males keep thinking all we women needed was a man's penis , you males are going to stay solo for a long time.

- we have are own toys, get a clue -

Oh, the power of Kisses!
Posted:Oct 14, 2017 7:10 pm
Last Updated:Dec 30, 2017 3:52 pm

I sat, every so innocently on the sofa sipping my chocolate milk, when I heard the sound of jeans and a belt being fastened.

I chirped out, "Do I hear clothes being put on?"

Mr. Disney laughed, "Yes, you do. I need to take puppy for a walk."

I rose to meet him in the hall. Smothered his cheek and neck with kisses. He gentle laughed and said, "Puppy come save me!"

"Save you? from what?" I giggled, while still giving him kisses.

He laughed, as I kept kissing him.

Then he looked at me, grinning, "Saving me from having to remove my jeans and then the trouble of having to put them back on after I ravish you."


oh, the power of kisses

Friday the 13th and Halloween Fun
Posted:Oct 13, 2017 1:16 am
Last Updated:Dec 30, 2017 3:52 pm

Happy Friday the 13th

Hope everyone enjoys the day and the weekend.

Mr. Disney and I are hosting our last Harry Potter Movie night tonight - double feature of the "Deathly Hallows" and we are serving dishes from The Unofficial Harry Potter Cookbook .

We even have our Hogwarts attire. Last week I was Bellatrix LaStrange - this week will be a Hufflepuff - Friend to All. Mr. Disney is a Griffendor - he is so brave, yet does not follow all the rules lol

We have a port key which takes people to Platform 9 3/4 which one must go through to enter the house.

The living room, dinning room, main hallway are decorated as well.

We have an owlery where several owls await with little envelops of mail. The owlery is decorated with autumn leaf garland, purple lights underfoot, and orange lights along the pole for the spiral stairs and loft.

We have a sign for Olivander's Wand Shop as well as a street sign for Hogsmeade.

The Sorting Hat guards the drinks and snacks on a table.

The mantel is decorated with leaf garland, sparkle orange ribbon, and purple lights. Hedwig is perched in the center of the fireplace from the garland.

There are spiders - large ones - decedents of Aragog sitting on various pumpkin center pieces. I made a huge spider from black corduroy, foam filler, and wire to be Aragog - he will sit on the steps waiting to watch those who enter.

Wizard hats swing from orange light garland, and then witches hats with a glowing orange ring around the headband, hang down the center of the hallway from the living room to the front bathroom.

We have had fun hosting this Harry Potter series over the last couple months.


Next week we are going to Walt Disney World for a few days, one day will be Mickey's Not So Scary Halloween. Should be a great week of magical adventures.


Near the end of the month we are hosting "The Great Pumpkin Carving Party" where people can come over, carve pumpkins, eat fun spooky food, and watch a few Halloween movies - no slasher horrors movies.

Hope everyone has a great weekend!

The Value of Consent .......................... {trigger warning}
Posted:Oct 12, 2017 3:33 am
Last Updated:Dec 30, 2017 3:52 pm

My Mr. Disney has been wonderful.
He is willing to listen when I am ready to talk.
He is willing to protect me at all costs when he believes I need it.

Although I have never truly given him the specifics, he knows I am a survivor.

As an Adult a Survivor of:
Sexual Harassment
Sexual Assault
Personal Assault
Sexual Abuse
Emotional Abuse
Physical Abuse

As a Child into My Teens a Survivor of:
Sexual Abuse
Sexual Assault
Sexual Molestation
Personal Assault
Emotional Abuse

Because of my past, I try to avoid movies, songs, articles, role-play, items, objects, etc which bring my abuse to the forefront of my thoughts and then make it very difficult to function in any capacity.

I am a very strong advocate for consent. Nothing implied, talk about it. Discuss it. Describe it. Give the limits.

The past couple of years the media has been full of politicians and Hollywood heavyweights who have been accused of "non-consensual" contact and other intimidation tactics manipulating their object of desire into forced submission to do what is demanded - or else.

It makes me want to vomit.

The physical reaction I have to these accounts, they are not stories in a book, they are a person's account and recollection of something from their personal life.

If it is ever confirmed that a victim of sexual non-consent lied about the event, I think that person needs to pays huge atonement and retributions. It is difficult enough already when a person has to comprehend what happened, then process the events, over come the tidal waves of emotions steeped in guilt, shame, and horror to even acknowledge

"Yes, it happened to me."

I was in therapy for three years, many years after the fact - decades even - before I could even accept the fact "it happened to me" it was not a dream, it was not a story in a book, it was not some after school special or a Hallmark movie - it was real, it happened to me.

It is wretched. Even with the best of support systems available, Non-Consensual Acts has a way of messing with most people for the rest of their life.

NPR has an article on line -
"Women Struggled For Years Before Speaking Out Against Harvey Weinstein"

Complicit - helping to commit a crime or do wrong in some way

The fact that so many people who are survivors of Non-Consensual Sexual Acts feel guilty as if their own actions somehow allowed the wrongful event to happen is grievous.

As a child, when I was being groomed to be abused by people outside my family, I would try to tell people how i felt and what was wrong, but I was dismissed, sometimes abruptly, about how I needed to be the good girl, set the example, and obey my elders/adult friends of the family.

I felt trapped and alone. for many years. It affected my self-worth, my ability to trust my own instinct, i would triple guess my actions, words, and thoughts. It was confusing. It still is at times.

As an adult, I was singled out many times over the course of a few years. Since I had the grooming as a child, I would go completely numb and disassociate. Sometimes, I would act out in the role of what I had been accused, just to find an identity, even when I knew that identity was not who I was at heart. I just wanted the pain to go away.

My brain literally forgot many of the acts. I would have flashbacks and reactions to triggers which brought on a hint of a memory, feelings, confusion, angry - a lot of anger, shame, guilt, and then I would tuck those feelings away because I was brought up to set the example that "good girls do not cry" and in the military you just "buck up and take it" then suck it up up and press on" or the retaliation could be worse. I actually convinced myself it never happened or it was not me.

It took over three years for me to actually admit it happened to me. But there was the evidence in the file. The moment that happened I was sick to my stomach. I had to find help, I went to my doctor's office. And there, I sat on the floor and I cried in my doctors lap for forty-five minutes, while my head was softly caressed and words that i needed to hear soothed me a little.

I felt as if I was at the funeral of my best friend. I was in a daze for weeks and into months feeling the grief of those violent atrocities which stripped away my childhood, my formative teen and young adult years.

Then we began the path to healing.

Would of, Should of, Could of

I have been in one on one sessions and I have been in group sessions for sexual abuse and assault, anger management, and how the brain functions. I could probably give lessons and help facilitate support groups from the many years I have had in counselling.

I can read other people 's writings or listen to the talk and understand why they think they do and at the same time identify the fallacy in their thinking, because I have been there as well.

I will write more about this topic of Consent and Non-Consensual Sexual Acts and their subcategories which fall into adult behaviors of adaptation to survive.

This topic of Non-Consent drains me.

I need to distance myself from it. so I do not become depressed because I am bogged down in the past.

That is a key thing to understand. People need to distance one's self from the negative stimuli to allow the brain to process and the heart to heal.
{I have thoughts about this and relationship fails as well.}

~~ Ending on a Happy Note ~~

For now, know this:

Mr. Disney is the first male in my life who has actually protected me. He has loved me as I have always needed to have been loved my whole life. And I am able to openly love him in return. I feel gratitude, thankfulness, and acceptance.

{I will also write more about love and acceptance.}

When Seven Minutes Needs an Interruption of Urgency
Posted:Oct 11, 2017 3:17 pm
Last Updated:Oct 12, 2017 6:26 pm

Following lunch, Mr. Disney asked me, "How soon until you will be ready to go?"

"I just have to get dressed and do my hair, about seven minutes," was my reply. I had taken a shower before lunch and was in a towel while we ate lunch. Mr. Disney said he would be ready in about five.

I quickly scurried down the hall, donned a skirt and a top over my panties and bra. I was searching for a hair band to put my hair in a ponytail when Mr. Disney walks in behind me. He had put on his jeans and needed to change his shirt. He leaned down, kissed me, hands to my bum, then he stood back up and gave me that smirkish grin of his that I absolutely adore as it makes me completely melt.

Cupping the back of his head and neck, I pulled him back down to me, kissing him deeper, then I whispered, "Take me now."

Well, folks, Mr. Disney did. My "seven minutes to be ready to go" was postponed by an hour of Mr. Disney "taking me now", we laughed about the interruption and then a showered.

After the Storm
Posted:Sep 23, 2017 9:16 pm
Last Updated:Oct 12, 2017 6:27 pm

it has been a while since I wrote anything, over a month. I was leaving on a road trip, { it was wonderful by the way } then Irma happened.

We spent days prepping for the storm: sandbags to stop water from entering the house, water for drinking and bathing just in case, candles, ways to cook without power, etc. Then the hurricane arrived, she left destruction in her wake. There are still many flooded areas all over my beloved home town. Although my house was graciously spared, but I have neighbors who have lost absolutely everything.

When a house floods in a humid climate mold sets into the walls quickly. It all has to be gutted. Furniture is covered in mold and slim, it has a wretched stench as well. It must all be thrown away, unless someone knows how to save it from the mold and stench.

The mosquitoes are horrible - the bats are getting nice and fat! I love seeing their camps flying all over eating the bugs.

There are piles of debris from fallen trees, limbs and branches everywhere. On the plus side - I should should be able to cut a bunch of it up and have enough free firewood all winter.

An Excited Little One
Posted:Aug 15, 2017 11:32 pm
Last Updated:Nov 5, 2017 9:41 am

It is nearly two thirty in the morning. I am tired, but sleep eludes me. Daddy is in the bed snoring, he needs to sleep. I had been a good girl and snuggled close to him, but my brain would not shut off.

So many things scurrying in my thoughts. We are going to be taking showers soon, finish packing the car, then off we go on our first long road trip. When we are done will will have gone over 1550 miles in ten days!

We will be in north GA later this morning, and hopefully in the foothills of the Tennessee Blue Ridge Mountains by lunch. Bouncy excited am I! Places to go, people to meet, and so much to see.

I have been singing a song written by John Denver, but I have been changing the lyrics to fit our road trip. Song is called "Leaving on a Jet Plane" - but we are driving and traveling together.

All our bags are packed,
I'm ready to go
I'm your bouncy girl
Can't hold it any more.
To wait to wake you up, so we can go!

The sky is dark, it's predawn
The dew is wet on the front lawn
Pack the car, lock the door,
Sudio book is ready to roar

It's Wake Up and Shower Time
Wearing Travel Clothes
That do not bind
The luggage and the snacks are ready to go

We're leaving on a Road Trip
Have hot coffee and cocoa to sip
Oh, Babe- Can't Wait to Go!

The highway is vacant,
Only semis with lights
The mile markers
We pass on by

I am excited
To share this time with you.
So much here and there
That we can do:
Singing songs and playing
Making memories with you

We're leaving on a Road Trip
1500 miles gone in a zip
Oh Babe - I love you so!

Mountains and caves
Shopping and food
I am so glad to doing this
Here with you.

To be an "us" and a "we"
This trip will have a lot to see

We're leaving on a Road Trip
Oh Babe - I love you so!

Not too bad for off the cuff while checking off the list before leaving. I may mull it over and edit it.

What the World Needs Now Is Love
Posted:Aug 14, 2017 9:43 am
Last Updated:Sep 23, 2017 9:51 am

"What The World Needs Now Is Love"
-- Jackie DeShannon --

What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It's the only thing that there's just too little of
What the world needs now is love, sweet love,
No not just for some but for everyone.

Lord, we don't need another mountain,
There are mountains and hillsides enough to climb
There are oceans and rivers enough to cross,
Enough to last till the end of time.

What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It's the only thing that there's just too little of
What the world needs now is love, sweet love,
No, not just for some but for everyone.

Lord, we don't need another meadow
There are cornfields and wheat fields enough to grow
There are sunbeams and moonbeams enough to shine
Oh listen, lord, if you want to know.

What the world needs now is love, sweet love
It's the only thing that there's just too little of
What the world needs now is love, sweet love,
No, not just for some but for everyone.

No, not just for some, oh, but just for everyone.

Written by Burt Bacharach, Hal David • Copyright © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc

9 3/4
Posted:Aug 12, 2017 4:23 pm
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2017 4:24 pm

Mr. Disney is helping me host a series of Harry Potter Dinner and a Movie evenings from end of August until Friday the Thirteenth of October. I think it will be a lot of fun.

Most of my activities are for baby, little, big, and caretaker niche, however, my events are open to all who are vetted. Should be an awesome series of activities.

We have begun purchasing decorations for the front door, front patio, back porch, living room, dining room, loft, and the main bath room. Because I desire it to blend into autumn (and college football) we are using Owls, Pumpkins, Scarecrows, Wizard Hats, oranges, purples, golds and browns.

Some of the dinner parties will be delivery, some will be pot luck and some Mr. Disney and I will make to coincide with the events in that particular movie.

I am also going to make some signs for the Wand Shop, Butter Beer, I may make a large Marauder Map as the movies progress.

The front door area will be a brick wall with a hanging name plate that reads "9 3/4" thus upon entry one is at Hogwarts. Just like Magic!

What themed parties have you done?
What props have you used?
What food and drinks did you serve?

Any suggestions for my Harry Potter Themed Dinner Parties?

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A Little Luncheon
Posted:Aug 12, 2017 8:44 am
Last Updated:Aug 12, 2017 8:45 am

Today Mr. Disney is joining me to a "Baby, Little, Big and Caretaker Munch Luncheon." It will be his first time going to a Munch for this niche. I am glad he is going with me. He went to several things in the area where he lives, but he is now meeting people here in Gainesville.

I have been going to them for a while, and have been helping host some for over a year. I usually go as a single, but now I am going as a little one who has her Daddy. It is rather surreal still. I am often surprised at how many people who are single refuse to attend Munches solely because they are single. I find this completely illogical, how is one to meet other singles if singles refuse to attend?

We will eat and drink, play a board game or cards. Make plans for more activities now that summer is over and people are back in town from vacations and overseas summer school things.

I am hosting a Harry Potter Dinner and a Movies Series this Autumn. Starts 25th of August and will be on Thursday or Friday evenings - cannot under any circumstance have a party during a college game showing lol that is just an unwritten law around here. I will also have one on the Sunday of Labor Day.

I am looking forward for the Harry Potter Series. Some of the people arriving to today's luncheon are attending for the sole point in being vetted to attend the private Harry Potter Series.

We, Mr. Disney and I - squeals! - are going to buy wizard hats and put glow sticks inside them to use as lanterns along the walkway and in the house. I saw something akin to this idea on, of all places ha!, Pinterest. I do not have an account there but every now and then when doing a search photos from that site pop up in my feed.

I am hoping this will be a good turnout - 6-8 would be great.

I will share more of my Plans for parties this autumn in another post.

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