In No Particular Order

I Want....

to be loved
to be wanted
to be missed
to be lovingly touched
to be cared about
to be kissed like in the story books
to be respected
my voice to be heard
someone who knows me inside and out
to be part of a family
arms to hold me tight
not to be scared
not to feel lonely
not to be the bottom of someone's to do list
someone who understands me
not to feel that I have lost everyone that I trust
not to be thrown away
not to feel brokenhearted
someone who I can trust my heart with
someone who acknowledges my feelings
to be the shiny and new
to be the one you come home to
someone who will be proud of me
someone who understands that I have an inner child

someone who wants simply me.


~Violet
9/07/2014

Ragey McRagerson at Your Service

So my morning radio show was talking about road rage the other day.  A lot of the callers complained of being cut off, flicked off, cussed out, driving to slow in the fast lane and even a few that spoke of being chased down.  All things that would personally make me a little ragey myself.

I can say without a doubt that 75% of my road rage could be cured very easily.  People just use your damn turn signals.  It is a safety feature that comes standard on all cars.  A simple flick of a lever and your intentions would be so clear to other people.  Fuck, throw me an old fashion hand signal.  Just give me a clue as to what you are doing.

I promise if you give me warning, I am less likely to give you the finger.  Or get really close to your bumper because you decided that you needed to come to a full stop to right turn your fucking Ford Fiesta into a driveway.  Yeah, I wasn't riding your ass but my SUV is heavier then your shit box and needs more stopping time.  I realize that you might have arthritis but, really, it doesn't mean that your car does!

Thanks for listening.  This little rant brought to you by my daily commute.

~Violet

Cupid is Fishing in the Wrong Waters

Really how hard is it to make a person understand what you are looking for in a partner?  How many signs do I have to post?  How many words to I have to say?  If I throw rocks at you, will you get it then?

I really feel that some people were dropped hard on their heads as babies.  Three different dating sites and the first line of my profile on all of them is, "I am NOT looking for just sex partners.  If that is what you are looking for move along."  Still with such a blunt and bitchy line I still get asked, on a regular basis, if I want to hook up.

Honestly, my favorite is when the "you want to hook up" question, is preceded by "I really liked your profile."  You fucking dumb fuck!!!  If you had really read my profile you wouldn't be talking to me.  It really is a simple concept.  Don't try to bullshit me.  Your lies are transparent and I see right though them.

So let's do us both a favor, save some time and read at least the first line of my dating site profile.  I read yours and I don't message you if we don't have the same goals.  So just do me that one solid and leave me the hell alone if sex is all that you are looking for.

~Violet

Over the River & Through the Woods

Not exactly headed off to grandma's house but I do believe this will be a grand adventure.  Almost a year to the day that I started something like this, I am starting it again but with a different person.  I feel so much more confident about this go round.  There are a couple reason for my boost of confidence.  I hope they make all the difference in the world.

I am a different person now.  I am not who I was a year ago.  I have struggled along and been through a ton of good and bad things this year.  All of them, no matter good or bad, have made me grow as a person.  I feel that I am able to stand up for myself better.  That I am also not afraid to verbalize my feelings.  Granted I still struggle with the right words sometimes but I get it out there.  This has been helpful in my communication with C.  She may not share my feelings but, I feel that I stand up to her more then I ever did before.  This has always been a struggle for me.  Mostly because I wanted to avoid arguments.  Now, I am finding myself and doing my thing no matter if she agrees or not.

I have also found that I can do things on my own.  Simple things that I hated to do on my own are not so hated anymore.  I can go out and have dinner in a non fast food restaurant by myself.  I can also clothes shop, even though sometimes I shouldn't, all on my own.  I am cool with friends still associating C and I together but sometimes the message doesn't always get to me.  Sending a message to the both of us would be better but it is what it is.

Another reason this venture will be different is because I believe the person I am starting it with is way more trustworthy.  Not saying that I would put all my trust in him yet but I am already more comfortable face to face with him.   We have also laid our situations and wants out openly and honestly.  I am sure we haven't shared all of out wants but those will come with time.  They will get out there as we talk and learn each other.  It was decided that we will take things slow and not rush.  Build a good foundation for things that could come.  Still already there are a lot of common interests and feelings on certain issues.

So I will carry my basket of new found confidence with me and hope that when I get to my destinations there isn't a wolf I have to stand up to!

All Aboard

One by one I will test the waters. The waves will knock me down but, I will pick myself up again and again. Gaining knowledge and learning my mistakes from every fall. Growing stronger each time I stand again.

I will also be the Siren who lures the sailors and then destroys their ship. Some I will truly regret having destroyed them.  They were simply looking for someone to board their ship.  I will be sad that others I did not send down to the depths of Poseidon.

Eventually, I will stand strong against the waves and board the ship that takes me on the journey of a lifetime.  Around the world and back.  Finally settling on our own Mount Olympus and reigning over it just as Zeus and Hera did.

~Violet

Bedtime With You

 We are in the living room and it is almost bedtime.  You are on the couch and I am on the floor with my head in your lap.  I have just given you a blow job.  You tell me that you are tired and tell me it is time for bed.  I tell you that I don't want to go and get up and sit on the other side of the room.  You get up, stand in front of me and tell me to get up.  I refuse.  You repeat yourself.  I still refuse.  So you take you hand and grab a firm handful of hair at the nape of my neck.  At that point I give control of all my movements over to you.  You make me rise and walk to the bedroom.

Once in the bedroom, you make me strip you.  Then quickly and roughly you undress me.  You make me stand in front of the bed with my ass towards it.  You sit behind me on the bed.  You then instruct me to bend down and place my hands on my ankles.  Then you move me in closer.  You raise your hand to spank my bare ass.  I flinch away from you.  You warn me not to move again or it will be worse. So you raise your hand again and come down hard on my ass.  You raise it again and come down hard on the other cheek.  You do this again and again.

When you are done. Tears have formed in my eyes.  You allow me to stand, turn me around to make me face you and then I kneel in front of you.  You grab me by the chin and force me to look in your eyes.  You ask if I understand why I was punished as you wipe the tears out of my eyes.  I shake my head yes.  You tell me that you didn't hear me.  So I speak up and tell that "I understand, Sir."

You now allow me to take my side of the bed.  You gently rub the welts on my ass. Sliding your hand further and further down to between my thighs.  You rub all up and down into my pussy.  Each slide making me wetter and wetter.  You slide all the way down to my clit.  You spend extra time there gently stroking my clit and sliding your fingers in.  Making me closer and closer to cumming.  You know that I am almost there and you stop all hands off.

You now grab my hair and lead me to your cock.  Telling me to make it hard and wet.  Keeping your hand in my hair.  Once, i make it hard and wet, you guide me back to the head of the bed and put my face into the pillows and my ass in the air.  You then come behind me and drive your cock hard and deep into my pussy.  I let out a little yelp.  You slap my ass and tell me to be quiet.  You only want to hear me ask if I can cum.

You keep pounding your hard cock into my pussy.  I can feel your rhythm increase speed.  Going harder and harder as you continue on.  Then suddenly you stop and pull completely out of me.  Then I feel your hands slap my ass hard. I pull away from you.  You tell me to get back to my spot and hit my cheeks again.  Warning me that if I move again it will be much worse.

You grab my hips and drive your hard cock into my wet pussy.  I sink my head in to the pillow and let out a moan.  It feels so good.  Then you slowly slide out and drive back into me as hard as you can.   Your so deep I can feel it in my stomach.  You pull back only a little but stay deep inside me.  Suddenly you are pounding me so hard and deep, I can can feel myself on edge again.  It feels so good and I want the release.  I want to feel you cum inside of me.

I can't take it much longer so I ask if I may cum.  You tell me no.  I can feel that you are close as well.  Your breathe has quickened to match the rhythm in which you are thrusting into me.  I am am almost ready to explode.  So I beg you to please let me cum.  "Please Sir, I can not take much more."

Just as I finish my begging, I feel you start to cum in me.  You tell me that I may cum now.  I let myself go. I feel all the sweet happiness and pleasure of you and I cumming together.  We both cry out as we climax.  I feel you hot and soothing inside me.  You feel my pussy pulse against your cock.  Squeezing it as if lapping up every last drop of cum that she can get.

We collapse together on to the bed.  You lay on your back and draw me in close to you.  I place my head on your chest.  Together our breath slowly returns to normal.  I look deep into your eyes and tell you thank you.  You kiss my forehead and tell me that I am your good baby girl.  We then drift off to sleep wrapped up in each other.

Messenger to Hangouts It's All Online

I have always been fearful of the online relationship.  Mainly because when I first started, this search, I didn't find the right kind of people.  People looking for nothing more then sex.  Another who wanted nothing more then to Dom me from a far.  For someone who is not into masturbation, trying to do that was just absolutely ridiculous.  My favorite was the guy who wanted me to watch porn with him and critique it!  hahaha...that actually was fun.

Now, don't get me wrong, there are a couple online relationships that I am glad to have.  I just wish that they were closer to me in distance.  I have two men that I have met and I am very grateful for them.  One is a friend that I have know for over a year.  Working on almost two years.  He is a caring, fun loving, and someone I can turn to at anytime for anything.  He lives in Indiana and lack of money, on both sides, is really the only reason that we have not met.  I hope that soon things get better. I do intend to visit him and his girl.  He is a good person that I really would like to meet and show my gratitude to.

The second one is a much newer relationship.  Yet, I feel so greatly connected with him.  He is currently deployed but when he comes home it will be to Ohio.  Roughly three and a half hours away but that drive will seem like nothing when I can go see him.  He is kind, caring, funny, interested in my life, cute, and amazing.  He came into my life at a time that was right before very stressful events happened in my life.  He was there and supportive when my mother passed away.  For that alone, I can not thank him enough.

He has touched my heart in a way no one else has.  A simple hello can make me smile all day long.  I have promised him that when he gets home and settled I will come visit.  I am excited to meet him and I will not be the one who stands him up a second time.  I care about him.  A simple flight between places for him had me worried to no ends.  I mean I stay up to talk to him before he goes to work and we are on a seven hour difference.

We have talked about things that I haven't discussed with other people in a long time.  Told him about the simplest things in my life to my darkest secrets.  I trust him. He doesn't want me to limit myself.  He has told me to keep dating and meeting people.  When it is over he just wants to hear the details.  On the other hand, if he gets to go on a date I want to know about it as well...hahaha.  He told me that he is just someone behind a computer screen.  I understand why he doesn't want me to get to connected and why he wouldn't want himself to become connected to me.


~Violet

Was the Rabbit Wearing a Sports Coat?

I have once again become like the White Rabbit and dashed down the hole to Wonderland.    I don't usually mind taking the journey.  I meet interesting people along the way.  Some who caused me to dig my claws in and slow the journey.  Slow it so that at the end I can gently put my feet on the ground.  Others who have promised to catch me at the end but ultimately watched me face plant and then laughed.  Those are the ones, I call "off with their head" on very quickly.  I don't need walruses in my life.

The most recent dash, I fell just a little and then dug my claws into the wall.  I will keep digging them in and hanging to the wall until one of two things happens.  I will get tired of hanging there and climb back to the top to start again.  Or my recent chase will either come around and climb out of his hole ready to start again. Currently, either way, I am not hurt. I stepped up and dug in long before I could see the face plant. If I do have to climb back to the top I will be stronger when I reach it.

Honestly, I would really like the chance to finish my current chase.  I really like what I know of this chase.  Potential for so much.  While at the Hatter's Tea Party his caring and fun side toward the Door Mice came out.  It made me smile and inside you could have knocked me over like a card solider.  It was amazing to see a man glow.  I just wish him the best.  I don't know much about his situation but I feel he was wrongfully given a hard face plant.  One so hard that it effected his heart as well.  I hope the caterpillar comes along and helps him to see the beautiful colors that his life really has and that he is strong enough to change the patterns of those colors.

In the meantime, I stick to my wall and hope for my chase to continue.  Or to become friends and find a new chase to start.  For I have smoked the hookah with the caterpillar many times.  I see my the amazing colors in my life and know that I am strong enough to change their pattern.  I am also strong enough to help others change the pattern of their colors.

~Violet

It All Adds Up

 1  The car needs a transmission...solution buy another cheap car until there is time to fix the trans.

+1 The bike needs work....shelve the project until next year and cancel the insurance.

+1 Things need to be done around the house...run away from the house and find other things to do.

+1 The bills need to be paid....write a check to the wife and hope that I leave myself enough for gas in the car.

+1 We didn't like these test results...go in for this procedure, wait 3 worry filled weeks, it's not cancer but you need to have this procedure done.

+1 I don't know what we are....tell me what you want to be and I can work with that....still waiting on that answer.

+1 Parent needs you....to her this means drop everything and come now.

+1 Short handed at work....boss gets in an accident, someone complains about who is acting about manager, corporate lessens acting managers time at office, only other co-worker breaks a bone, leaves me to be the only one to run the office.

+1 Talk with guys via text and online...weed out the crazies, losers and just looking to get laid guys, find 1 out of 100 that is actually worth following through with, talk 2 weeks and find out is was really just all about sex....start the process all over again.

+1 Get sexually teased by people who I have been talking with for a while...get a little more frustrated everyday because it is always good to be teased when you haven't had sex weeks and an orgasm in months!

Total this all up and what do you get?

One sexually frustrated woman who carries the weight of her world on her shoulders!

I just want that release that comes when you can just let go.  The rush of hormones that your body thrives for .  Those total body twitches that leave you feeling like you are jello and that you will never walk straight again.  Some arms that wrap around when it is all over and for a few moments push those stressful things aside and shield you from them.  

I would also be willing to accept a neck and shoulder massage....haha

I know that those stressful things will be there when I can walk again.  I deal with them daily, as they are this thing we call....what was that word....LIFE.  It comes at us so fast sometimes it really does knock us off our feet.  All I am saying is that if I got used and fuck well, every now and again, that world wouldn't feel so heavy.  Or I wouldn't need that neck and shoulder massage!  haha

Take care my friends.  Never let life get you down and when it does, go get fucked!

Violet

PenguiCon Weekend

Well, I know that I don't write here as often as I should.  I just get going and forget to write my adventures down.  There have been many lately but, this weekend is PenguiCon.  I hope that once I leave work that my mind can get into the spirit of the weekend fun.  I am confident that my girls will help me with that.  That is why I keep them around.  They are my family and I honestly couldn't ask for better.

There is some after dark programming going on.  I really hope that it is not run by the people that did it last year.  I want knowledge in my programming.  Not boasting about your conquests.  So I will be checking the programming book for the one.

I am also excited for the new ship this year.  I wish them the best of luck and I will be right there helping you celebrate in a grand fashion.  I also intend on paying my dues for the year.  If for no other reason then to support some more the peeps that I love and their ventures.

So here is to wishing for the best weekend I have had in a while.  Here is to living it up large for the weekend!

Punishment for Daddy

I was talking with a friend who has been Daddy to me.  He identifies as a switch and he was being very sassy with me.  That led me to multiple threats of punishment.  Pushing my buttons, he continued to tell me that I would never be able to punish him.  Finally he said tell me how I would punish him and it lead to the following:

First we would start out by making you a rope cock ring. Then slowly warm your ass up. Make it nice and pink and oh so ticklish. Then I would play with your dick a bit. Rub it up and down. Make it nice and wet with my mouth. All the while I will have a finger in your asshole. Slowly moving in and out.

Then just as you are about to cum, I stop. Leaving you begging for more. While you are begging I will slip on my strap on. Just when you give up on begging, I will come up behind you and thrust my strap on deep inside you. Pull out and go in for more over and over and over again. You, all the time I pound your ass, will be rubbing your cock. Then just as you are about to cum I go as deep as I can, reach forward grabbing your nipples. Making you scream out in ecstasy.

This ended up being so short because it was just a message on Fetlife.  In the future I may take the time to expand upon it.  Cause really this man could use a really good punishment!!

Bucket List for 2013

So, yes, even I fall victim every now and again the the New Years Resolution thing.  This time instead of making a resolution list, I am making it a bucket list.  Things I would like to do in 2013.  Not things I resolve to do.  So if they happen that is great.  If not I carry them over to the next year.  So here is what I came up with.

Places to visit:
Toledo Zoo
Detroit Zoo
Belle Isle
Kalahari Water Park
Wild Safari Park
Cedar Point
Traverse City
Henry Ford Museum
DIA
Michigan Science Center
Red Oak Water Park at least 2x

Things I would like to do to better myself:
Motorcycle at least a 1000 miles
Bicycle at least 200 miles
Pay off my medical bills
Loose about 50 pounds
Be more social with friends old and new
Walk with Max 3 times a  week
Alignment on my car
New tires for the new rims for my car
Urban Explore more
Roller skate more
Buy a pedometer
Read 3 new books
Save at least $1000
Get my kite out more (and not loose it)

Fun things that would be nice to do:
Camping at least 2 weekends
Tube at least twice
Throw at least 3 parties/dinners
Go fishing
Take a ride on a boat
Take a photography class
Fly somewhere
Attend at least 2 concerts

One thing that must absolutely happen:
Monthly dinners with my P.I.C.

Not a very big list and certainly a very workable list.  So here goes nothing!  Best wishes to you all in 2013 and may you make your bucket list happen as well!

This is My Mind's Scene

I was asked to write up a scene for a curious person who did not understand some things that I was talking about at all.  He also was not into pain.  If he had been the spanking would have been much more intense.

What could happen if I was in charge...

First, you would greet me at the door in nothing but boxer briefs.  You would take my coat from me and undress me of my vanilla clothing. You are to touch only my clothing. Every time you slip and touch my skin that earns you a hit with the paddle. Underneath my Clothing I will have on a corset bra and panties.  Do not touch me without my direct permission.  

You would then remove your boxers and kneel next to me on the floor.  I would then start warming you up with simple touches, kisses and bites.  You are to remain perfectly still while I do this.  The only thing that may move is your cock.  The first time you move you will get a hard bite.  Second time 2 hits with the paddle.  Third you get cuffed.  Also no touching yourself.  If you make it through with no moving you will get some time to touch with your hands my tits as a reward.

Now you lay on the bed face down so that your ass is exposed.  I then proceed to tie down your hands and feet.  After you are tied down I distribute any punishment that you earned up to this point.   Then I would give you a few minutes to calm back down.  The next thing would be to start touching you.  At first with just my finger tips.  All over your naked body.  Down your arms, up your legs, across your neck, down around your ass and maybe over your balls.  Sending sensations through the skin.  Drawing blood to the surface so that every nerve is standing at attention.  Leave you craving for me to touch you and wondering where I will touch next.

The next step would be gentle slaps with the lightweight flogger.  Yet another layer of sensation.  Nothing hard just gentle hits, In between I would use the flogger like a like a feather and swirl the ends around on your warmed skin.  Make you shiver from head to toe.

Since you are a wuss and not into the pain that brings pleasure, I would bring the spanking to an end.  While you are still face down and tied I would start by teasing you balls.  Light little touches. May even pull out the feather whip that I have. Make you want to squirm so bad.  Drive you to the point of wanting to cum.  Getting you to the edge and stopping forcing you to pull back.  For you can not cum before me.

Now I place my pussy in front of your face.  Your hands are still tied.  So I spread my pussy open for you.  With only your tongue you are to make me cum.  Not some soft little orgasm, I want you to make me scream when I cum.  All you have to this with is your face and tongue.  Make it happen or play will stop there and you will be dismissed.

If you make me cum, like I told you to do it, you will be rewarded. We will start by turning you over but you will remain tied.  I will run my tongue all around your nipples.  Then small nibbles on your neck. I will run my hands all over your body.  Ending at your cock.  I slowly wrap my fingers around it and move them up and down.  Run them down to the base and tighten my grip.  then my tongue will come out to soak your cock.  Starting at the tip and going down to the base, all the way around.  Making you wetter and wetter as I work it with my tongue.  I would even lick your balls.  Suck them in to my mouth.  Then I would come back up to the head of your cock and take you into my mouth.  Then all the way down.  letting you feel your cock touch the back of my throat. I would fuck you with my mouth.  Up and down, deep making you harder and wetter with each suck.  With my hands I will play with your balls and your nipples.  Massage your taint and make you want to cum.

Then just as you are on the edge and about to cum, I will stop and take all hands off.  leaving you lying there wanting, begging, pleading for me to finish and allow you to release.  I will stand over you watching this all happen.  See you quiver with excitement and disappointment.  Just as you come to terms with the fact that you are not going to get to cum, I will once again take you in my mouth.  Fuck you as hard and as fast as I can.  Giving you that release and allowing you to cum in my mouth.  Then as you are laying there tired and weak.  I will release you from your ties and take you in my arms.  Holding you while you rest.

Photo Bucket List

So I have a bucket list of sexual things that I would like to try.  I wish that it would quit growing...lol.  But I am constantly seeing new things that just intrigue me.  My mind instantly goes I want to try that.

So what I would like to start doing is trying them and possibly picture documenting them.  Taking the picture will do two things for me.  First, it will allow me to have "proof" that I have been there and done that...lol.  Second, I hope, it will help me learn to accept and love my body, teach me how to be comfortable in front of the camera.

I know with all the pictures I have on Fet you have to be thinking, "What the hell is she talking about?"  But if you really look most of my pictures are boobs up or specific body parts.  I hate to have picture of my whole body taken.  So I am learning to make myself do this more often.  It really is a challenge to me but slowly I feel I will accept myself for how I look.  I still want to change how I look in my stomach area and will do so.  Until, I see the changes I need to learn to like what I have.

One of the first pictures that I want to start with is me, giving a blow job.  I want the picture where I have a cock partially in my mouth and I am looking up into the camera.  I know pretty specific but I have a vision of what I want to see.  Now, I just have to find the right cock! lol

A Little Moment of Squee

So despite making some changes that were necessary, I am happy to to know one thing hasn't changed.  I still get to be called babygirl and he still wants to be called Daddy.  Knowing this little fact gives me a warm, squishy squee inside.

I am happy with what things are because it allows him to stay in my life.  Especially, since now I can't picture him not being part of it in some way.

Where Did Those Bricks Come From?

You know that feeling, when a realization hits you and it feels like a ton of bricks landed on you.  Not the best feeling ever but, often provides you with that moment of clarity that has been needed.  A few weeks ago, I had one of those moments.

It hit me today, that I am currently in a Monday through Friday 9 to 5 relationship with no weekends and occasional overtime.  Those are great hours for an old school business but, not for a relationship.  Especially, since a lot of the new school businesses are open 24 hours.  I want something that has overtime and even a weekend every now and again.  I wish it could be the relationship that I am in.  I understand that what he has to loose is way more then what I have to loose.  I am trying to be strong and understanding.  Still every now and again a feeling of overwhelmingly loneliness just creeps in there and smacks me in the face.

I think I need to ask more questions.  Get answers and figure out what direction I should really head in.  I would love to get answers that make the waiting all worth while.  I just wish I could believe that what I am waiting for will actually happen. 

Have vs. Need

What I want is way different then where I have allowed myself to end up.  I need to figure out a way to fill the gap between the two.  The tough part is finding the balance and not hurting anyone or myself.  It really is a fine line to try and walk.

I have situation A which is great.  There are so many things that I love about it.  There are also things about it that I really wish could change.  Unfortunately, the things that I wish could change are beyond my control.  Which leaves me in the position of waiting to see if what I want, out of situation A, will happen or not.  In the mean time, I will enjoy the time I get to spend with this person.  Our time together is extremely special to me and I value it very deeply.  I just hope they understand what they mean to me, how much I care for them and how badly I want them to be happy again.  With or without me.

What I need is a gay best friend.  I need someone who has a little more freedom of their time.  A person who will go out on a date with and not expect sex at the end of it.  Someone that will be a friend to me and allow me to be a friend to them.  I know just how much that is to ask of a person.  Also, it can be hard to make that kind of connection with someone.  Especially for me as I don't easily let people into my life.  There really has to be a connection and trust for me in order for that to happen.

Please don't think that I am complaining.  Cause I really am not.  I am just taking my thoughts and putting it down in words.  Sometimes that makes it easier for me work on a plan of attack and to organize things in my life.  I will gladly listen to any ideas or advice that you care to give.

Self Portrait in Words

Hair of ever changing color
Soulful blue eyes
A nose to wide
Gauged ears, one sticks out more
Naturally pouted lips
Shoulders that hold the weight of my world
Scarred at 31 from a defective heart
Short stubby fingers
Big curves galore
Large beautiful pierced breasts
Strong defined legs
Flesh permanently stained of ink
Short as all hell
Nice round bottom that takes a hand well
Arms that crave to hold tight
Desire to parent through my own body or another's
Eager to comfort and please
Willing to fight for what I love
Brutally honest on some occasions
Loyal if you treat me right
Looking for my soul mate in all the wrong places
Been a bitch most of my life
Misses Sunday dinners at the grandparents
Been stripped of motherhood once
Have trouble seeing the light at the end of the tunnel
Scared of always being alone
Fuse of very short length
Allowed myself to be in a difficult situation
Patience that falsely seems never ending
There to stand by you and make you better
Wants to see a smile on your face
Courageous on the outside, terrified on the inside
Please lay with me through the night
Kiss me, hug me and always want me near.

So Not Expected

So I posted some pictures on FB, the other day, of my wife. They are pictures where she is clearly dressed as a woman. Most of my co-workers do not know that my wife is Transgender. I also try very hard to keep co-workers off my FB page. When I had surgery a few asked to be so that they could keep up with my health. Well I didn't delete some of them.

So while at work today one, I didn't delete and has seen the pictures, approaches me. She politely asks what is going on with my wife. She knew that term transgender and used it when asking. Keep in mind this a 50 something lady, married, 2 kids and 2 grandchildren. I was surprised that she was so informed.

She accepted that I said yes and basically said you have to do what you have to do. Then openly said that she had more question but, knew that it was not proper to ask them. Yet, she just couldn't stop herself from asking at least a couple of those forbidden questions. Which is normal and completely understood because sometimes you just can't help it. It is human nature to be curious.

The first question out of her mouth was "What is he planning on doing about down there?" The question my wife hates the most. I understand the need to ask.

So I kind of watch her flail and mumble around because she knows she shouldn't have asked such a question. She then proceeds to ask how I am handling it. Obviously, trying hard to switch gears and move on. Then in the middle of it all, she just stops, looks at me and asks, "Don't you like to fuck?"

I just couldn't believe it. Mrs. Grandma goody two shoes just asked if I like to fuck. Floored me but luckily I kept a straight face.

Pervs At a Concert

So a few Saturdays ago, my Partner In Crime (PIC) and myself were at a Barenaked Ladies and Blue Traveler show. We are sitting on the hill watching the big overhead screen and listening to Blues Traveler play when the following conversations happens...

(During one of John Popper's harmonica solos)
Me: Could you imagine that tongue down there?
PIC: Oh God yes!
Me: I think I just came in my panties thinking about it.
PIC: I have always thought the same way about guitar players.
Me: Yeah, skilled fingers down there would be really nice too.
PIC: I think, I just came in my panties!

We both bust out into laughter and continued to have a private joke for the rest of the evening. All I can say is I really do love my friends.