May 192012
 
A Very Merry Un-Birthday....to Me

Today was my birthday. Yet it was also an un-birthday. What I mean is that it really wasn’t celebrated in any traditional sense. And you know what? It was pretty damn good. I lounged around reading magazines, and felt no guilt. I played my Facebook games. I made myself a wonderful steak salad for lunch. I sweetly asked for, and promptly received, copious cups of coffee from husband. Husband (who cleans much better than I) cleaned up the kitchen and hey! We have a kitchen table again! Dinner was lovely; I roasted some purple carrots, made a simple and creamy pasta Alfredo with the most wonderful cheese from Whole Foods, and topped it all off with sauteed langostines. My birthday cake was this chocolate mousse ganache confection from Trader Joe’s. I received birthday hugs from Husband whenever I demanded them. Could it have been better? Sure. But it was a lot better than last year.

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May 242010
 

My main chat partner during the boring work days  he’s not really been around much lately. Pressures and stress from work and home coupled with just being too busy have ended with him uninterested/unavailable to talk much and frankly I think he’s depressed. It absolutely kills me that I can’t help him. I have advice, but he won’t take it yet. I care about him a lot and I hate seeing him this way. I also miss him and see the friendship fading a little in some ways. So yes…I was finding myself lonely and bored and thought what the hell. I’ll go hunting for a hook-up (or, used to) therefore why can’t I hunt for a penpal, a chat buddy? And so, I did. In true Lilly fashion I was very forthcoming on what I wanted and didn’t want. I told a little about myself and asked for the same in return. After all,

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Jan 012010
 

I’m stealing this from Hubman who stole it from NY Diva IN THE YEAR TWO THOUSAND…(NINE) 1. What did you do that you’d never done before? A few exhibitionist/voyeuristic things that have been written about; saw a burlesque show; had a “street” hot dog in NYC 2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year? If I made any, I don’t recall. I probably made a few and didn’t keep them. I’ll make another one or two. 3. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009? More sex. A reliable car. A job I like. 4. What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory? August 23rd; April 1st; November 6th 5. Did you suffer illness or injury? Ha! Oh boy did I ever. 6. What was the best thing you bought? Our laptop 7. Where did most of your money go?

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Dec 222009
 

Either I’m crazy, or …… nah let’s just stick with crazy. For the first time in months (many months?) I have an interest in someone other than He Who Shall Not Be Named Anymore Or As Little As Possible (and no I don’t mean Voldemort) that has lasted beyond a couple short online conversations. Even a few guys from last year resurfaced, guys I really enjoyed…..and I can’t get back into my enjoyment of them for some reason. Perhaps it was timing, perhaps a month ago I was not yet ready. I don’t fuckin know. Why am I crazy, you ask? Because he lives about 3,000 miles away. And has a harem of women. Fucking a handful in real life, flirting online with who knows how many. I’m just one of many. I’ll never have his full attention and quite likely will never meet him in person. So am I crazy? Or did I allow

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Nov 272009
 

She always was able to lose herself in a good book. Her vivid imagination painted the scene, conjured up the voices, simulated the emotions. It was a blessing and yet sometimes a curse. As was usual when reading an erotica book, she was able to imagine herself in the scenarios being described. Her most recent acquisition of erotica was no different and she couldn’t deny the throbbing in her cunt. That night, her mind instinctively included Him in these thoughts; but the moment she consciously realized what her mind was doing, she shook it off and kept on reading. “Must not do that anymore”, she said to herself. But oh, the pull of her mind, it was too much to deny. She surrendered and let her imagination run free. Just one more time. As her orgasm built she could practically feel His hand on her throat, his lips at her temple, could almost hear the

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