I migrated my site over to new hosting – it should all work like normal but I suppose we’ll find out? Poem.
o0o
what of, the anticipation
of a leather strap
on your bottom and
a hand on your lower back,
anticipating in turn,
your struggle?
o0o
—M
(jk it is)
I migrated my site over to new hosting – it should all work like normal but I suppose we’ll find out? Poem.
o0o
what of, the anticipation
of a leather strap
on your bottom and
a hand on your lower back,
anticipating in turn,
your struggle?
o0o
—M
Some comedy for you. I had an incredibly difficult day and needed some levity.
o0o
“It’s just a fucking avocado! Ow!”
Beth squealed and kicked as the wooden spoon fell rapidly on her upturned bottom.
“It is not just an avocado! It’s a delicate, single-seed berry with an expertly timed ripening window!”
“Don’t be ridiculous. We can just buy a new one!”
“Yes, I can. You can’t be trusted not to buy one we could play baseball with.”
The last flurry of swats fell onto her sit spots before Mark let her up from the table. She was rather flustered and squirmy as they returned to their avocado-less taco night.
o0o
—M
Another backdated one. Listen…life has been a bit hectic! This one is set in an old school chat program. A bit of sadism, if you will.
o0o
theagent43: You’re in for the hairbrush when I see you, young lady.
glow_girl: I don’t think I’ve earned something so harsh!
theagent43: What makes you think that?
glow_girl: well, I haven’t even done anything and hairbrushes seem more for punishment
theagent43: ah yes, but this will be for *my* pleasure, not your betterment
glow_girl: :O
o0o
—M