I gave an interview recently to a PSU grad student for her human sexuality class. Next week, I'll be addressing that class as a guest speaker. I'm told that I can bring some toys if I like (grin).
I wonder what kind of questions I'll get?
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Dental Inspiration
During my dental visit a couple of days ago, the hygienist tucked a hard plastic wedge between my upper and lower molars to help me keep my mouth open. I thought, "Hmm, a couple of those could be used for other purposes..."
With a spray bottle of spring water (or, ahem, golden liquid ;) to hydrate the sub's tongue periodically as they are helplessly open-mouth-restrained. Aren't I considerate?
With a spray bottle of spring water (or, ahem, golden liquid ;) to hydrate the sub's tongue periodically as they are helplessly open-mouth-restrained. Aren't I considerate?
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
New website update, May/9/2011
My site has gotten a little work: some snappy new writing, and a return to a light text/dark background scheme. Regular readers will notice a more congruous color scheme between site and blog. I'm happy with the reflection of myself carried in this writing; I always aim to capture some of the stark grace of my scenes.
I hope everything reads effortlessly and loads quickly. Feel free to comment/email me if otherwise.
Wednesday, May 4, 2011
Presenting At DomCon 2011: Part 2
I have found a lovely demo dolly for my class, and turning my thoughts toward wardrobe and makeup selection is already beginning to excite me.
I get sensory flashes of corset strings taut in my fingers, of creamy lipstick swirled onto a brush, then stroked onto surrendering lips. My mind's eye focuses on the quivering backs of feminized legs that taper, stockinged, to gleaming, precariously high-heeled shoes... and my riding crop, ever ready to correct missteps or awkwardness.
I am planning only a few, incredibly focused days in Los Angeles, the better to curate my experiences to a gem-quality handful.
This is going to be fun.
I get sensory flashes of corset strings taut in my fingers, of creamy lipstick swirled onto a brush, then stroked onto surrendering lips. My mind's eye focuses on the quivering backs of feminized legs that taper, stockinged, to gleaming, precariously high-heeled shoes... and my riding crop, ever ready to correct missteps or awkwardness.
I am planning only a few, incredibly focused days in Los Angeles, the better to curate my experiences to a gem-quality handful.
This is going to be fun.
Labels:
crossdressing,
education,
sissy,
transformation
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