The Quiet Session...

Have you ever found yourself in a situation that just seems way to unreal?
That happened to me the other night at a small get together.
I thought the guy involved would leave it at feeling on my tits and caressing my back.
No. He wanted more. I gave him more. But only as much as I was willing to give.
It was sweet.
It was nice.
It was kinda awkward, but only because we needed to be quiet.

That was difficult for me.
I am loud when sexually engaged.
I scream.
I moan.
I make all sorts of noises.
I have a dirty mouth.
I beg for more.

What we did was enough to get and keep my hot and bothered all week.
I would relish the chance to be alone with this dude, just so we can let loose.
Will that happen? Who knows.

Then last night (or this morning), for the first time ever, I had sex dream about a friend.
It is rare for me to have sex dreams about people I have regular contact with.
And it was a hot one....it would be amazing if that dream came true.

xoxo

Greetings from Nippon!

I am working on building this blog back up again.
I have been in Japan for about 5 months and I finally feel settled.
I hope to stay here for another year, but we will see.

I miss writing and posting pictures, a conversation I had with some new friends made me realize that. So please, stay tuned...I will return very soon.

xoxo

10 days and counting...

Yup, 10 days until I move to the other side of world.
I am excited.
I wish packing would go faster and better.
I had to clean out my porn and toys. Most were useless anyway. I mean, if it had any seepage of whatever of the fuck it was made out of or if I had them for longtime (mind you, I go a longtime with out using sex toys.) I kept my two eggs, the glass dildo, and the S&M items. I will have those things shipped to me in June or August. I also have my little outfits.
What, you ask, will I do with all these things...perhaps take some photos for this blog...you know I am going to be bored at night.

The other night I had a dream. I dreamt I was the assistant to a woman who specialized in female orgasms and sexuality and sexual freedom. She seemed like a cross between Violet Blue and Eve Ensler in both appearance and demeanor. I think my subconscious is trying to tell me something: I am not "loving" me enough. And it is true. I am very down on my body and appearance. Not that I am doing anything to change that. The part of me that doesn't care what other people think of me is still pretty strong. It just gets tiring hearing over and over again that you are not pretty, sexy, desirable, wanted, loved, smart, or adored because of your weight or race. Yes, I said race. I am tired of being a sub-genre or fetish. The part of me that doesn't care what other people think believes that if you have to love me for who I was yesterday, who I am today, and who I will be tomorrow. I don't know...I feel a little trapped right now. As I have been telling myself the past couple of days, I think I have lost myself.

Half-Nekkid Kanji !!

To further celebrate my upcoming move to Japan, I bring you this:

*the kanji says: Looking for a Japanese Boyfriend*
Happy Half-Nekkid Thursday!