It's been a while since I've posted regularly on this blog. I apologise.
Because I am the boss bitch of my own life.
It's been a long six months for my family, and as June draws to a close I thought that I would tell the story.
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
I was going through an old diary and found some poetry that I had attempted a fair few years ago.
My family has always had pets. In fact, I can't remember a time when we didn't have a cat, dog or bird. So you can imagine that living on college while at university was a difficult time. I would only spend a few weeks with my fur family when on university holidays. When I moved … Continue reading I adopted a kitten | Story Time
As my needle phobia has improved, my fear of toads has worsened.
That is why I was acting so strange with this supervisor. I was talking to him like no other boss.
And you can't help but whisper 'I love you' as you make your way to the side of the bed.
"Hi, how are you? Pop your stuff on the chair, Take your clothes off, There's a G-string over there." But I couldn't do that, My butt cheeks exposed! And my breasts swinging freely. That's not how it goes. But I climbed on the bed, With my nickers on tight, My butt cheeks were … Continue reading Topless in public | Story time