We spent the day in the local a&e and although they gave me some more pain medication we did not achieve our goal; forward movement in a treatment plan. On the way home I asked Mr H to reclaim my arse. Knees up please. I did undergo all the usual tests which included my least favourite, the finger up the bum and being asked to squeeze their finger test. No really, that’s an actual test, to see if the anal sphincter muscles are working. The doctor told me I once again have reduced anal tone. Gee thanks! Mr H doesn’t share. Rather
I have had many friends throughout the years but I do not have any life long friends. I have often said that people come into your life for one of two reasons, either they are there to help you, or you are there to help them. Vanilla Friends. I seem to have many friends who have been placed in my path who have taken from me in some way. DD Jen recently used the term “bond or burden” in her post Can I watch you have sex that struck me as very apt. Some friends have moved quickly from bond to
A while ago, I did a strip tease for Mr H. I practiced for a week and I really enjoyed doing it. He grinned and got an erection, the perfect appreciation. When I am feeling a little flirty and playful I will sometimes ask Mr H, “do you like what you see?” “Oh yes!” Is my favourite verbal answer, but when he runs his hands over my body, when his cock gets harder, that’s my all time favourite response, that’s appreciation that can’t be faked. Showing appreciation. When I had lost lots of weight, and I felt bloody fantastic, I
Over the last few years I have toyed with the idea of self employment, mainly because I find my health so unpredictable that attending work regularly becomes difficult. The problem being, when you are self employed you have to work or you do not earn. Less Pressure? But self employment could ultimately mean less pressure. Granted, I would have deadlines, but, I can type my pretty arse off in my own time. Especially when I can take my time to do it. If I do not have to get up and go out, when I can do an hour and
Yesterday’s post Hairy Pussy resulted in a long discussion between Mr H and myself. Probably one that was very overdue, well there is no probably about it really. I have written about how we have not made the effort we should, and again and again said we would, but we haven’t. We have not focused on ourselves, we have not been prioritising intimacy. Not really, and definitely not consistently. Life gets in the way. 2019 was not a great year for us. My back pain skyrocketed, work became an emotional drain, and Mr H ended up in hospital too. Our
One of my rules is that I am supposed to be shaved every day, ready to be fucked. It isn’t like it is too much to ask is it? Mr H likes to eat pussy and, he doesn’t want to be faced with a hairy pussy. I can understand that because I prefer MrH to be trimmed too, not shaved, just trimmed you understand. I like stubble on his face and short hair around his cock. Longer hairs tend to make me gag more. Lazy or letting yourself go? I haven’t shaved everyday since my March flare up. I wish
If you are a regular follower you will know I suffer from chronic back pain and that this has become a life affecting condition. I am unable to so so many things that a healthy person takes for granted and that includes riding Mr H cock! One of the things I sometimes enjoy is knowing that I have brought him to climax as I sometimes feels very unfair that he always does the hard work. Chronic Pain treatment plan. Yesterday I had an appointment with the orthopedic spinal surgeon. He has decided that he wants to do a diagnostic procedure
When I saw the questions for TMI 31st December 2019, I thought I would take part because I do not plan to actually make any New Year Resolution or make any big plans for 2020. Every year we have made plans they have fallen flat, and I do not want any more disappointments. In 2019 did you? 1. Get a new job? I did, I now work part time.2. Get a new haircut? I did, I changed my hair colour back to blonde and I have also had to have a couple of inches taken off because it was too damaged
Personal Independence Payment, that’s what PIP stands for. I had my PIP assessment done on the 27th. It replaced Disability Living Allowance a few years ago and as my pain and mobility has been seriously affected this year I have applied for this state benefit. In all honesty I would rather not apply for benefits. I like to be independent, you know? But, I have also lost £150 per week in income when I stopped working full time hours, and that is not an easy adjustment. So, a few months ago I filled in the form to apply for it.
Well would you? Would you? I would. In fact I do, all the time. I lie to myself daily, hourly even. There are times when the lies are all I have. The biggest and most frequent one. I’m fine. People ask me, “how are you?” They don’t want the truth, they want a lie, they expect a lie. If you tell them the truth too much they hide away from it, and you. They don’t want to hear that it hurts so bad I feel sick, or that I just wet myself because I didn’t know I needed to go.