Category Archives: the hidden me

Countdown to 2012: Day Nine. Seven things about me

Posted on December 9, 2011 by

Whew.  We’re eight days in to the countdown to 2012. Today’s blog idea comes courtesy of Indy over at Not So Submissive.  It originated as a meme, but I’m stripping out the tag-fellow-bloggers portion and just answering the question which … Continue reading →

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Learning my lesson

Posted on June 14, 2011 by

Author’s Note:  I wrote this post last night (this morning?) and published it at about 4 am.  This morning, I am less sure it was something to be shared.  When I write I generally give a piece time to settle … Continue reading →

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A moth to the flame

Posted on February 5, 2011 by

Do you know that feeling of standing across the room from him, watching as he beckons you to his side?  That feeling of dread and longing deep in the pit of your stomach that tells you not to go, even … Continue reading →

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To me, at sixteen

Posted on December 1, 2010 by

Quite a few bloggers have written lovely posts to their younger selves ( Kate, Emma Jane, Abel). Each one has been inspiring, and made me wonder what I would say to myself at sixteen.  I am double that in age, a woman … Continue reading →

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And the winner is…

Posted on November 17, 2010 by

Since you were all so kind as to provide suggestions for my new rule (and Judy Verbena asked so politely), I figure it’s only fair to share the outcome with you. This whole rule idea was somewhat of a lark.  … Continue reading →

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Spanking and the Single Girl

Posted on November 7, 2010 by

For many years (the ones I was with Jack), I didn’t spend a great deal of time or energy on the kinky online community.  I kept up on my favorite blogs, and once in a great while posted here, but … Continue reading →

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The difference

Posted on September 6, 2008 by

…and for all you know this could be the difference between what you need and what you wanna be… Maybe you’ve noticed by now that I love to be spanked. Thinking back, my earliest childhood memories revolve around fantasizing about … Continue reading →

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