Change it to “Sweetheart” and you’ve summed us up.
I just had to explain the entire premise of “Partition” to Sir after I jokingly said “driver roll up the partition please” in reference to him saying we had some catching up to do when I came to see him at the end of this month.
I mean, basically.
Just…yeah.
Y’know.
Filed under: The kind of stuff Sir and I talk about a lot.
Is it summer yet?
Gagged kisses are kind of the cutest.
I need a little friend to exchange them with.
Sigh.
Happy New Year Kisses from Missy Lipstixxx xoxoxoxo
“You build up all these defenses. You build up a whole armor, for years, so nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life… You give them a piece of you. They didn’t ask for it. They did something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, and then your life isn’t your own anymore. Love takes hostages.” – Neil Gaiman, The Sandman.
It makes me feel like such a filthy girl when I have to admit to myself that I like it best of all when it’s from behind.
Me: You’re trying to turn me into a regular whore.
Sir: A regular whore, as opposed to what? A special kind of whore? Don’t be silly, sweetheart.
Sir is considering making a rule that I get a little braver and start posting according to theme every Topless Tuesday.
Wouldn’t you all be so lucky?
Define slutty.
(*I couldn’t find a gif of an angry woman with a baseball bat waiting for you to open your fucking mouth so I made one.)
This lady. <3
