I'll shortly be heading off on a walkabout of sorts. While it will be nice to get away from it all for a bit, the problem is that "it all" includes reliable internet access. As such, posts and replies will be a bit thin on the ground for the next few weeks. Normal service shall … Continue reading Walkabout
It's all fun and games until someone kicks over a candle. Then things really start to heat up.
Carly hated birthdays. There was nothing special about birthdays, if anything it was just a milestone in the relentless race against time. A race that she, and everyone else, was inevitably losing. Sure, birthdays were fun when she was little- when getting older felt like conquering the years. The parties were always carefully organised by … Continue reading Birthday Spanking
Sometimes, when particular personalities are involved, asking suck questions really can prolong a trip.
Long-distance relationships rarely sound like a good idea. However, when the alternative involves searching, waiting, and a fair bit of loneliness, are they worth considering? On the vanilla friendship side of things, I have plenty of experience with long-distance relationships. I have long-distance friendships with my parents, my sister, friends from school, and former co-workers. … Continue reading Long-Distance Discipline
I was having a girl's day out with a good friend who had decided it was time to introduce me to the wonders of eyebrow waxing. We were about to enter the shop- on the threshold and getting in the way of fellow shoppers- when she stopped and turned back with a look of anxiety. … Continue reading More Silly Questions
It is often said that there is no such thing as a stupid question. I'd beg to differ- I've seen enough contrary souls take that proclamation as something of a challenge. Regardless, there are some questions to which the answer is so obvious it is hardly worth the breath to ask them.
Her perspective can be found here He watched her from across the table, her small, trembling hands picking the drink up over and over, taking the smallest of sips before carefully setting it back down. There was purpose in everything she did, he realised, even the placement of the glass. Each time she set it … Continue reading Losing It- His Perspective
I'm all for self-empowerment and whatnot, but she looks as though she could use a hand (other than her own). Or at least some tools- a mirror, or perhaps something with a nice long handle. Oooh- I guess she needs to go shopping!
It started, as so many odd and wonderful things do, with a chat in a pub. I had met a writer- a real one, someone who had devoted himself to this craft as a way of life, not just something to piddle with occasionally on the internet. After several pints, I had lost sufficient inhibition … Continue reading The Price of Honesty