The side of my life that grows and changes with my interests and discoveries pertaining to the D/d and D/s world, with respect to my spiritual convictions/sensibilites. (This page is best viewed in Mozilla Firefox)
Well, the masseuse finally called me back...this morning...while I was still dead asleep. So, I got an appointment in the afternoon and laid back down. Now, I failed to mention that I've never had a "real" massage before (that is, done by an actual licensed masseuse). I wasn't quite sure what to expect. It was a wonderful experience, and definitely one I want to have at least once a month from now on. The lady I chose uses a technique that's a mixture of the typical massage practice and a form of Japanese Shiatsu.I learned that there's this nerve in my butt that apparently connects to my hip and goes up into my lower back. Out of everything she did, pressing on that nerve was the most painful. It felt great afterwards though, *g*.Rico has decided that his new favorite way to "just hold me" is over his lap...rofl. That's fine by me!I found this picture on this free period-style amatuer gallery.
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In Dreams
"And in dreams I am free
falling into what is not;
what will be what is.
It's this intense hatred
for reality twisted
in an obsession of hope
Defy the stagnant
life that speaks only
what can be but wills not.
God's grace,
not my self fear
of what I think
I cannot be."
-rivka