Why do we close our eyes when we pray? When we cry? When we dream? Or when we kiss? Because we know the most beautiful things in life are not seen but felt by heart. Tiff ( oYo )
I love Summer, Everyone is smiling,cheerful, and this afternoon I saw a gorgeous red haired guy cycling shirt open. I of course, then had to spot Ms Muffin top in front of me. Now there was a Lady so in tune with the idea of Healthy Self Image she's completely removed from reality. I really need to stop spending time with barbz - I think their bitchiness is rubbing off. Seriously though - to let my inner half dyke out a second - I love ...
my last tour in ireland :>
Dominatrix Delights!!! This hot weather really brings on the urge to go visit your local dominatrix. I’ve lived in London and New York for many years and I have to say that the standard of dominatrix in Dublin is very good and you will pay a lot less than you might pay in a fancy new York dungeon or try asking a London-based mistress for some discount and you will get one great big slap in the face!
I suppose I'll stop punting if "Ruhama's" proposals ever become legislation. But that possible scenario got me thinking. How would I feel if I realised that I would never have sex again? What awful despair would that be? What kind of dark lonliness would overtake me? How could that be good for my mental or physical health? Worse, what could that kind of frustration over a number of years do to a man? Sex is a very natural act. It's fun, but it's very private. There is no ...
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