On blistering and muggy days like today, I can certainly understand the motivation to wear as little as possible. Still, I don’t quite understand the allure of the ass-less panty. I tried these on for Holden at the photo studio, but didn’t rush right home to buy myself a pair (though I did adore the matching… Continue reading Ventilation
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Little White Dress
We posted several pictures of me in this outfit along with the other Chattanooga photos last year — including a couple from outside the room — but somehow neglected these two. And as I sit here and type, it just occurred to me that we haven’t taken a single photo of it since. We will… Continue reading Little White Dress
Screened
This shot of the changing screen at the photo studio reminded me of the insane number of wardrobe changes I made that day, and also that I forgot to tell you about something sweet that happened over the weekend. Holden met me at the train station with a pretty bag filled with some really adorable new… Continue reading Screened
Zero
I’m home, y’all, at long last! The stupid train was late, and so we didn’t get back until about 9:00pm last night. But I am back, and that’s the most important thing! Perhaps I can keep this mind-set going through a long work day tomorrow… [Above, a post-coital run for refreshments, Chattanooga TN, August 2015.]
After-Party for Two
We attended Holden’s 30th high school reunion* last autumn, and by mutual agreement kept an open mind to the possibility of hosting classmates in our hotel room for kinky fun after the festivities. We imagined ourselves as apex predators, slowly circling the perimeter of the ballroom while looking for targets. In the end, however, we returned… Continue reading After-Party for Two