Who's the dick?

Who’s the dick? –
Person A walks into the bathroom and turns on the shower and begins to wash themselves.

Person B sees Person A walking into the bathroom and is likely to have heard the water running. Person B walks into their bathroom and decides to shower at the same time as Person A.

Person A is now covered in soap as the water begins to disappear from the faucet. Person A peeks head out of shower to hear Person B has turned on their shower. Person A asks Person C, who is currently brushing their teeth, to knock on the wall to announce that Person A is in the shower.

Person B disregards the knock and continues to shower in a passive aggressive manor.

Person A and Person B end up “fighting” for the water pressure in the showers because the other person won’t give in.

So – In your opinion, Who’s the dick?
Note: House has very limited water pressure. This is known by both parties. Unable to shower when the washing machine is filling, etc.

I want to know, have you ever seen me naked?

I think I am going to have to put “nude” or “naked” in every blog title because I get so many more hits when I do. Funny. I bet my friend Maia’s blog, Yard Sale Porn, gets a lot of hits because its most awesome name contains that magical word that everyone associates with the interwebs.

I had two modeling gigs at the University yesterday. I wore clothes for the afternoon class and my birthday suit for the night shift. This is important to note.

There are a few things I’ve learned about modeling over the course of this semester, but the one that really rings true is how much music sets the mood. I cannot stress this enough.

Music makes a HUGE difference.

Forget the clothes, or lack thereof. Forget the mutton chops. Forget the swords and space heaters. If the music sucks, I am miserable. Yesterday, I was wearing a white shirt with ruffles, plaid skirt, textured tights and motorcycle boots, so I was happy. Was. Until the teacher turned on the radio and left the room. I think she put on V-89, the Voice of Florida State, which is normally a perfectly fine station. The Time Machine on Saturday mornings? Fantastic. The Saturday afternoon Reggae Jam? Totally money. (I, for one, am a big fan of public radio stations dedicating the 2-4:20 spot on Saturdays to reggae. Just saying.) But I think the 1-3 p.m. weekday slot is called Art Model Suicides. Maybe it was bad jazz, or experimental electronic music (don’t even get me started on Bonk), but whatever the hell it was, it made me want to kick kittens. The volume was at that annoyingly low level, too, where every song sounds like “Convoy,” and I could feel my blood boiling. The stool was beginning to feel like a missile up my ass. I began biting my lip. I could taste blood. And then I couldn’t take it anymore. “COULD SOMEONE PLEASE MAKE THIS HORRIBLE MUSIC STOP BEFORE THE MODEL REALLY FREAKS OUT??!?!” Wow. Those art students can really move!

It is strange, because some songs that you would never think of in a million years can create the most perfectly serene mood. And I know that you are going to laugh at me, but last night, while modeling nude in a too-comfortable pose (yes, I did the head-bob/jerk-awake move at one point), I heard Creedence Clearwater Revival’s “Have You Ever Seen the Rain” and it was magical.

The Tropical Storm Ida rains were still falling, the lights were dim (of course, I was in the spotlight), and the students were totally into their drawings. The room, the situation, the moment suddenly felt like a film. I imagined the voice-overs of the students’ thoughts, the CCR softly playing of the scratches off charcoal on paper. And then the camera focuses on the one student listening to his own music, and you hear what’s really going on in his head. The anguish, the lust, the drama. I must go write this screenplay now. Thank you, CCR.

 

domination, it hurts soo good!

no im fine....keep going

We are all about role playing. You know, dress up like bears and do it in the woods while eating honey. That’s fun! Getting railed by a 10 inch strap on…..or getting our asses whacked till it bleeds, not so much.

But hey, we are always willing to  take a look and see if we might be able to handle getting dominated by Alexis Texas or Tara Lynn Fox. I mean, how bad could it be? A super hot pornstar taking advantage of us and making us their bitches might be exactly what the proctolgist ordered.

Ummm, yeah probably not for us. But for those of you that enjoy being dominated, you will enjoy the hot action on this site. Oh and just in case you my be thinking we are gonna send you to some half ass, bullshit domination site…..the site is called Mean Bitches. And guess what, they are.

Check out mean bitches

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Miru Kim

Miru Kim è un’artista, fotografa, illustratrice e organizzatrice di eventi d’arte di origine coreana, residente a New York.

Nelle sue foto, raccolte sotto il titolo Naked City Spleen, ha esplorato i luoghi abbandonati, desolati, nascosti e segreti di diverse città del mondo, posando nuda in questi particolari ambienti diroccati: dalle catacombe di Parigi alle fogne di Seoul, dai tunnel del sottosuolo di Berlino alle vecchie fabbriche in disfacimento dei dintorni di New York.

I suoi scatti, suggestivi e malinconici, raccontano la parte dimenticata, “rimossa”, delle nostre metropoli. La sua figura nuda che si aggira per i sotterranei delle città o attraverso enormi fabbriche in disuso, sembra quella dell’ultima sopravvisuta a una catastrofe, e allo stesso tempo fa pensare a un animale che esplori le rovine di un mondo tecnologico di cui non si ha più ricordo.

La stessa Kim ha infatti affermato: “Semplicemente documentare queste strutture prossime alla demolizione non mi bastava. Così volevo creare un personaggio di finzione o un animale che si aggirasse in questi spazi e il modo più semplice per farlo era diventare io stessa la modella. Ho optato per l’assenza di vestiti perché volevo che l’animale fosse senza alcuna implicazione culturale, o elementi relativi a un’epoca precisa”.

Che il motivo del nudo sia proprio quello di annullare ogni riferimento culturale, risulta chiaro dalle fotografie: non c’è nulla di erotico negli scatti di Miru Kim. La magia che, di per sé, i luoghi abbandonati esercitano è invece esaltata dall’elemento spiazzante della figura femminile che si nasconde, osserva, esplora, ha paura: libera, ma indifesa di fronte al decadimento del panorama, l’ultima donna ci accompagna attraverso scenari di infinita tristezza e solitudine.

Ecco il sito di Miru Kim.

Promised Glamour Nude Shots

Hi All,

I’m back from Sydney, came home early due to miserable weather causing shoots to be cancelled! Only received two comments, but will post some pics as promised. These are from the Nude Glamour shoot I did in Sydney on Wednesday:

Petmate Dog Beds gave me this link as a place to buy dog beds for your cucks. Check it out if you like to treat your cuck like a dog.

My latest cucking idea: I just picked my some professional photos I had taken with my cuck and thought that it would be a good cuckolding idea to get some photos with your bull taken then frame them and keep them around the house so when you go out your cuck is reminded that you’re spending time with another man.

MistressTornaDo – I haven’t read through the comment yet as it is quite long, but it looks very thorough and interesting. Will post my thoughts when I read it all. Thanks =)

Trade in some more comments and I’ll post some photos from my shoot at the Gold Coast =)

Please take a moment to vote in the poll in the sidebar

XOX

A Really Crappy Situation

All right it’s been a bit since I’ve blogged but during that time Myles has given me plenty of material to write about.  Boy you gotta love 2!  What you’re about to read is not for the faint of heart and I’m warning you now as you continue to read it will get gross.  However, I’m sure what I have experienced has happened to most moms’ at one time or another, but for whatever reason they’ve never spoken about it because it’s just plain embarrassing and disgusting.

All right here goes… my little man has been stripping lately.  Yes, we have a streaker on our hands. One morning I woke up and Myles was standing in front of me naked. He said, “Hi Mommy!” I was like where are your clothes???  I thought of it as him trying to be independent, but then it kept happening at night after we put him to bed. My husband or I would go in and check on him and he would be buck naked in bed with his Pull-Up somewhere in the room. I think my husband redressed him like four times in one night. I was floored and of course got on Google to figure it out.

A couple things I read said it’s something kids do to get attention or it’s a sign they’re ready for potty training.  So, my conclusion was maybe it’s a little of both.  My husband and I never really said anything until poo was involved yes I said poo. One day he undressed himself and then pooped on the stairs. My husband was none to pleased about that.  I was glad I was at work.  My husband tried to talk to him man-to-man about doing number 2 in places other than the toilet, but that conversation clearly did not sink in.

When I got home a couple hours later I too got to share in the experience but mine was a little different.  I put Myles down for a nap and then went in to wake him I found him on the floor and a poopy Pull-Up on the floor, poo on the floor and on his leg fast asleep.   I just wanted to run out of the house.  I could not believe my eyes!!! Horrified!!! But my approach was different.  I pretended like nothing happened and decided not to draw attention to it.  So, I just cleaned it up quickly, woke Myles, put him in the tub and then took him to the YMCA like nothing happened.  In my mind I was like we will not speak of this again!

Miraculously, the next two nights it didn’t happen anymore.  Then at 4:30am the ultimate violation happened.  Myles climbed in our bed and I was like something smells. Myles kept saying “stinky, stinky!” It still didn’t register.  Then I realized it smelled like poop and I was like oh no and I looked and whatever happened in his Pull-Up was now in our bed. Seriously, I could not believe it happened.

A quick side note here… my cousin came to visit and she brought her dog.  Myles ate a little of the dog’s food and it went right through him and on our bed and his bed too.  So, yes at 4:30 in the morning we were scrubbing the mattress, trying not to vomit from the rancid stench of what came out of his butt, loading the washing machine, changing bedding and giving him a bath.  Myles was wide-awake and didn’t want to go back to sleep.  While we were cleaning him up my husband made a discovery.  Myles had a rash on his bottom and the light bulb finally went off.  That’s why he was taking off his Pull-Up because the rash was bothering him!!! Duh!!

Okay, great mystery solved now can we get some sleep around here!  Oh, if it were only that easy.   I just lay back down in the now clean and sanitized bed looking at the clock.  Of course just as my eyes closed and Myles finally went back to sleep my alarm went off.   What a crappy way to start off the morning.

By the way, even though we solved the pulling off the Pull-Up mystery Myles still enjoys being an exhibitionist every now and then.  It’s just a phase.  It will pass and Lord only knows what the next one will be.

Grocery Shopping

I had to go grocery shopping tonight.  I am not a fan of grocery shopping.  I don’t feel like I get much from it as compared to shopping for makeup, shoes, even housewares.  I LOVE shopping for things to decorate my house, actually.  I love when you walk in after work and your house is spotless and sparkling and there are niec things to look at like my all-silver globe, or the framed silhouettes of Maya that I had done at Disneyland.  But I guess I should get back to the grocery story, huh?

 

On my way to the grocery store, I realized I was really hungry.  I hate that.  People shouldn’t be allowed to shop when they’re hungry.  Luckily for me, I was craving sandwiches all day.  So normally this would have been a dangerous shopping trip, it wasn’t.  I stocked up on so much yummy stuff.  Here is what I got!

 

• Chipotle Mustard
• Organic Dijon Mustard
• Honey Mustard Mayonnaise
• Garlic & Feta Spread
• Habanero Spread
• 2 Avocados
• Tropical Fruit Mix with Mango, Kiwi, Pineapple, & Grapes
• Swiss Cheese
• Spinach
• Chicken Lunch Meat
• 4 Croissants
• 6 Teleras (Mexican Flat Rolls)
• Fage (Fa-yeh) Non-Fat Greek Yogurt
• Minute Maid Pomegranate Blueberry Juice (to nourish my brain hehe)
• Sunny Delight Carrot Orange Drink (mmm, tasty!)
• 1 Loaf of Whole Grain Bread
• Chicken Breasts
• Naked Juice Protein Zone
• Simply Cookies (I think that’s the name. They have no High-Fructose Corn syrup along with other “bad for you” stuff)
• and a few soups

So I didn’t do too bad in the health department.  I didn’t buy anything too sugary, either.  I have been basically falling asleep any time I eat something sweet so I’m cutting back on the sugar a bit.  I have to admit though, I did buy Simply Cookies which aren’t healthy but they have no high fructose corn syrup, no trans fat, and no artificial flavors, colors, or preservatives.  Basically they are made with the same ingredients “you” use at home when you bake.  We’ll see how they turn out.  Sounds good to me though!

 

OH! I forgot to include a couple things in my list… I also picked up walnuts, pecans, and cranberries which I will use as salad toppers.  And I picked up cranberry sauce (not jelly, whole-berry sauce) to use as a spread on turkey sandwiches, possibly with habanero spread, Muenster cheese, spinach and pecans.  Maybe I make a weird sandwich but I always make a kick-ass sandwich.  Any ideas? Suggestions?