Dear X:

Dear X

Why, why, why can you not throw your underwear into the washbasket rather than on the floor? Why can you not clean your teeth without spattering the sink and taps with toothpaste? Why can you not leave your games controller somewhere it won't break my neck and why can you not clean out the gerbil and hamster cages without covering the entire kitchen in a film of sawdust?

*sigh*

VelvetDarkness said:

Dear X

Why, why, why can you not throw your underwear into the washbasket rather than on the floor? Why can you not clean your teeth without spattering the sink and taps with toothpaste? Why can you not leave your games controller somewhere it won't break my neck and why can you not clean out the gerbil and hamster cages without covering the entire kitchen in a film of sawdust?

*sigh*

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and don't forget the "putting away everything but leaving the butter on the table"

It is called XY ... and it appears there is no cure for it

DISCLAIMER: the above is a blatant generalization. there has been proof of XY without the above flaws and of XX with them too.

Dear X
I am sorry you are going thru this... Be strong dont lose the faith and know I am right here by your side on my knees ready and prepared for anything that life throws out at us and a life of service to you... It meant the world to me when you knew immediately what next week was..... Things in school are hectic and tiring... but Im making it through you know this.. Another late night tonight it is 245 and I wish you were here laying next to me.. I miss you TONS and soon we will be together again.. I adore you..

NO signature neccesary...

You have been given the key to my heart and soul.. now just guard it with your life.. as I do yours.. YOU and the kids are important and I am always here for all 4 of you..

ShyVixen said:

Thanks, hon That was fiesty me when I was annoyed with work. I'm very Alpha at times

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Should I be scared?

Go To Bed Dammit! ><;!!!

VelvetDarkness said:

Dear X

Why, why, why can you not throw your underwear into the washbasket rather than on the floor? Why can you not clean your teeth without spattering the sink and taps with toothpaste? Why can you not leave your games controller somewhere it won't break my neck and why can you not clean out the gerbil and hamster cages without covering the entire kitchen in a film of sawdust?

*sigh*

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OK so yes when brush teeth we tend to forget to close muth while brusing. And you forgot the nice speckles on mirror too.*blushing*I do use basket for dirty clothes though lol.

rida said:

and don't forget the "putting away everything but leaving the butter on the table"

It is called XY ... and it appears there is no cure for it

DISCLAIMER: the above is a blatant generalization. there has been proof of XY without the above flaws and of XX with them too.

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I admit I think it' may be genetic lol.

rida said:

and don't forget the "putting away everything but leaving the butter on the table"

It is called XY ... and it appears there is no cure for it

DISCLAIMER: the above is a blatant generalization. there has been proof of XY without the above flaws and of XX with them too.

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XY and Teenage Syndrome.....oy vey! Teens, they open a new bottle of milk and leave the little read tab that holds the cap on the bottle on the countertop. And leave the cabinet door open from whince the bowl for the cereal was obtained, and don't close the silverware drawer completely, either.

LunarKitten said:

XY and Teenage Syndrome.....oy vey! Teens, they open a new bottle of milk and leave the little read tab that holds the cap on the bottle on the countertop. And leave the cabinet door open from whince the bowl for the cereal was obtained, and don't close the silverware drawer completely, either.

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LOL!

I'm not going into the Teenage Syndrome (or even Preteens) ... I might get all Toppy

To Snoozenutton2-sama: admitting a problem is the first step on solving it: you can do it. you can brush your teeth and not leave speckles on the mirror

naxalite0906 said:

Should I be scared?

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No, you bring out the submissive side of me...not the Alpha side

ShyVixen said:

Thanks, hon That was fiesty me when I was annoyed with work. I'm very Alpha at times

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shhh me2, but dont tell anyone!

Dear Mom, M and everyone else

when I leave the XYZ out it's not a personal fuck you. Some of us literally DO NOT SEE IT the way you see it.

Signed, XX with XYbrain.

rida said:

To Snoozenutton2-sama: admitting a problem is the first step on solving it: you can do it. you can brush your teeth and not leave speckles on the mirror

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I do better but then when in a hurry look up and see a few. lol

rida said:

and don't forget the "putting away everything but leaving the butter on the table"

It is called XY ... and it appears there is no cure for it

DISCLAIMER: the above is a blatant generalization. there has been proof of XY without the above flaws and of XX with them too.

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XY do we put up with this crap every day? Must be an XX flaw somewhere.

Dear Employers in Muskogee,

Please PLEASE hire me. I need a job. -_-

Dear X,

Kinda hoped I'd hear from you. So glad we're "friends."

-itw

satindesire said:

Dear Employers in Muskogee,

Please PLEASE hire me. I need a job. -_-

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Will add to my prayers. Good luck and hope get.

Dear Moses-

I love you. Thank you for that great idea last night. Thank you for taking me home, and for ... *grin*... everything you did for (to) me last night.

The day was just so much brighter after all of that.


I love you.

*hugs*

Dear Leather Family,

This weekend meant more to me than you can possibly imagine. I re-connected with my leather roots and my spiritual core. And I so, SO needed that.

M & P you've shared your lives together for 21 years. I've been blessed with being part of your journey together for the last 10 years. Lord knows I want to continue to share paths with you for the next 10.

H, you honored me beyond words Saturday night. This last January you asked me to present on Florentine Flogging for your husband's Celebration Of Life. T was a friend, a guide, and his relationship with you was a role model for my own approach to Master/slave relationships. And you told me then that the last scene you ever did with T was a florentine flogging scene.

Saturday night you asked me to do a florentine flogging scene with you. And that it was the first time you would have been flogged since T passed away. OMG, how could I possibly do that? I am so not worthy to even attempt to fill T's boots... But you asked me anyway. And I could not refuse you. H, you filled me with joy and trepidation in the asking, but what we did in the scene was magical. Maybe I channeled T for you, I don't know. But that scene was wonderful, you were flying and so was I. Thank you, thank you, thank you.

t, thank you for your sincere and heartfelt apology. Even though no offense was taken, the fact that you offered up the apology to me meant so much. Your respect and concern were noted, and you honored H with your apology. She trusts you, she trusts your character. She's taken you into her home, and I trust HER judgement. You really are part of our family now. Don't ever doubt that.

SirM & w, once again you demonstrated your own M/s relationship is full of love and caring and joy. w, thank you for letting your boi, d, serve as grill meister. And for letting d be my friend.

C and a, family is family. Thank you. Especially for letting a play assistant grill meister.

A, thank you for speaking for all of us when you presented CC with her first Earned Leather. Many of us were too close to T... speaking while handing HIS vest down to CC was to emotional for us to do. CC has more than earned her leathers, for longer than I have been in this lifestyle she has been an educator and advocate. And I can think of no one more worthy to wear T's vest. And I know H agrees with all her heart or she would not have chosen you, CC, to receive T's vest. A, you said the words that we could not and showed that even though you never even knew him directly, T touched your life too. Thank you.

B, thank you for explaining shared leather to everyone, Family and non alike. It's a tradition that should be remembered and practiced more often. M & P, SirM & w, thank you for sharing the ceremony with the rest of your extended family. What could have been a very private setting and sharing you performed for all of us to see, and in that moment of blood and shared energy, you made our celebration sacred. Thank you.

Everyone else who shared this weekend with me - D, e, E & a, Ev, s, l, jc, r, and the rest, I am so glad to be part of something greater than myself, and that you are all part of that greater something. You mean the world to me.

Yours In Leather,
- Geoff

Dear A,

I wish you had lost control and let yourself kiss me properly last night. We're friends, it wasn't serious, and yet I'd like to know how you kiss when you're really into it.

Love,
Sin

Dear Hubby,

I love you,
It's going to be a long night
It's going to be two long weeks
It's going to be two weeks of long nights

I miss you,

prayers to the leather Gods...

Dear X....

Please don't forget me... please??

I see all my friends in the group being matched up.
Please don't forget to show someone my potential too??
I know I have alot to offer to someone special in time.
I don't show that off for everyone to see, I am kinda private that way.
so I hope you can send someone that can see it hidden in me?
Someone that will see the hidden treasure I can be when opened up properly???

Thanks..

~~Steg~~

Stegral said:

Dear X....

Please don't forget me... please??

I see all my friends in the group being matched up.
Please don't forget to show someone my potential too??
I know I have alot to offer to someone special in time.
I don't show that off for everyone to see, I am kinda private that way.
so I hope you can send someone that can see it hidden in me?
Someone that will see the hidden treasure I can be when opened up properly???

Thanks..

~~Steg~~

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Your words are as raw and primal as the waves from which beat upon you lands rocky shores. It is amazing to think of the dual beauty of both. As your heart is as fierce as the sea. And your journey filled with rock and crags. My your heart find calm waters that allow it to settle and find peace.

.........

Dear T,

I had so much fun yesterday. It was worth blowing off work for four or five hours.

Just so you know, I've had a crush on you for years. Yeah, I know you've had a crush on me for that long, too. We've just never really been at a place in our lives that we can explore it. Apparently, though, now's the time.

It's so weird. Usually, by this time, I've wound up naked in bed with a guy by this point. And it's not because I don't want to that I haven't ended up there with you. I guess, maybe, we're both just trying not to fuck this up. But...wow. I dunno, maybe I'm actually doing it the right way this time--dating first, sex second, instead of the other way around like I usually do it. Or else never getting to the dating part at all.

I just...I like you. A whole lot. When I think of the "perfect sub," you're pretty much what pops in my head. You're cute. You're smart. You're sweet. You have an awesome sense of humor. You open doors for me and pet my hair without coming off like a chauvinistic jackass. And the sexual tension...I totally know you had a hard-on last night in the movie theater, though I was too polite to say anything about it.

I really hope this works out. There was something really awesome about being snuggled up to you in the freezing cold movie theater last night, watching some random action movie I didn't give a shit about just so I could hang out with you some more.

~Bunny

P.S. I'm never so tacky as to make out with some guy in public, but we totally made out in the parking lot last night like we were all of 13 years old. What the hell is wrong with me?

P.P.S This "no sex" thing is ridiculous at this point. Come over later this week.