Litiquette VII

My ability to provide high quality sex to my partner is:

  • I am without a doubt the highest quality sex partner there is. I will make you cum and I will cum, a

    Votes: 54 25.2%
  • I have more kinks than most, nothing inappropriate but you’ll be shocked at what I like

    Votes: 107 50.0%
  • I’m good. I get the job done, not much flair but there’ll be no need for masturbation after

    Votes: 46 21.5%
  • I mostly provide sex as a service. I’ve never really enjoyed it so I won’t seek it out, but when ask

    Votes: 1 0.5%
  • I’m as vanilla as it gets. I hope you have a great imagination, you’ll likely need it to keep things

    Votes: 6 2.8%

  • Total voters
    214
All good answers, from light hearted to stepping into the serious. 💜

Happy Thursday.

If there was a room filled with everything you’ve ever lost, what item would you be the most excited to recover?
 
All good answers, from light hearted to stepping into the serious. 💜

Happy Thursday.

If there was a room filled with everything you’ve ever lost, what item would you be the most excited to recover?

My sanity.

Outside of people, I don't really know. I've been thinking in it, but I don't know I've lost any item of great value to me. I guess a sweet pair of sunglasses, but really those were replaceable fairly easily. Maybe time I've spent worrying about inconsequential things, if that counts.

Seriously though, my sanity.
 
This is a tough question. As matters of principle lost loves are generally so for a reason and departed family, as well as friends, cannot be called back. So from a purely material perspective, I can’t think of anything lost that I’ve any degree of excitement to see in a hypothetical context, but I would be surprised to see a stolen, expensive pistol I liked to turn up as recovered property.
 
All good answers, from light hearted to stepping into the serious. 💜

Happy Thursday.

If there was a room filled with everything you’ve ever lost, what item would you be the most excited to recover?

A series of photos. They were sort of intimate in nature. Of someone very special to me. One of our first getaways. It was morning. We were having a silly conversation. He was in bed, smiling and laughing. Even more so when I grabbed the camera. He just looked so genuinely happy, or rather maybe, the moment was genuine. Anyways, they were lost in a house fire. As well as other sentimentals. And sadly, he is no longer here. I realize once a moment is gone, it's gone, never to be recaptured.... but they are the one thing I really wish I still had of him.
 
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I have to say.. table etiquette can have too many cultural factors for me to judge this one. (I was in charm school since the 5th grade. We'd certainly be able to dine together)
I'm more likely to judge someone who is incapable of appreciating someone else's journey. Do you make fun of that fat man running because he's wearing the wrong outfit? Do you assume that the dialysis patient is a junkie? I have a hard time with that.

And going back to that body discussion - I want to smell you on my skin. I want to realize midway through the afternoon that you've stained my panties. I don't need you to scoop it into a wine glass as an aperitif
Agreed.
I went to finishing school (it's hilarious to look back at) and I've had a huge reckoning within myself to let go of bullshit societal norms and colonialism I hold as truth. Ten years ago I really judged people for their table etiquette or lack thereof. Now I realise there is so much more at play and three whole concept of polite society is frankly bullshit and totally oppressive. It's been an interesting journey.

I can still play the game although I detest it with every fiber of my being. I hate systems that are designed to be intentionally reductive.

That being said, when I first moved to America I thought you were all savages!! I couldn't understand how you didn't have even the basics of knives and forks down. I was waitressing for a while and I could often take plates away because the cutlery was arranged in such a way that any "educated civil person" would signal that they are done with their meal. Turns out, it's a freaking free for all here... It took me far too long to adjust to it all.
 
All good answers, from light hearted to stepping into the serious. 💜

Happy Thursday.

If there was a room filled with everything you’ve ever lost, what item would you be the most excited to recover?

Materialistically? When I was a kid I got a really cool Luke Skywalker T-shirt that I only wore once or twice before getting blood all over it. Didn’t really “lose” it as much as had to throw it away, but still . . .
I really wanted that shirt.

Although, I’m more of a Han Solo guy now so maybe it was for the best.
 
Agreed.
I went to finishing school (it's hilarious to look back at) and I've had a huge reckoning within myself to let go of bullshit societal norms and colonialism I hold as truth. Ten years ago I really judged people for their table etiquette or lack thereof. Now I realise there is so much more at play and three whole concept of polite society is frankly bullshit and totally oppressive. It's been an interesting journey.

I can still play the game although I detest it with every fiber of my being. I hate systems that are designed to be intentionally reductive.

That being said, when I first moved to America I thought you were all savages!! I couldn't understand how you didn't have even the basics of knives and forks down. I was waitressing for a while and I could often take plates away because the cutlery was arranged in such a way that any "educated civil person" would signal that they are done with their meal. Turns out, it's a freaking free for all here... It took me far too long to adjust to it all.


I think these are all valid points, but at what point does one realize that with any etiquette, whether you learned them or not, that there is some validity to them?
I don’t play golf, but been on country club greens to know the rules of golf etiquette.

I feel at times as Americans we get into this thinking of not caring if we stand out like a sore thumb and everyone else can go fuck themselves. (this said sweet)
But its true, and we are stellar at picking and choosing what social etiquette is convenient at a particular time. And why not, insert said excuse to justify not knowing better, yes?

This all said not pointing any fingers. You’re all groovy. 💜
My table etiquette judgey pants was light hearted. I was judged years before I knew any better and have witnesses it several times on business dinners. Shaking someone’s hand after they’ve licked their fingers all during dinner is disgusting! And I’ve had to do it numerous times.
 
All good answers, from light hearted to stepping into the serious. 💜

Happy Thursday.

If there was a room filled with everything you’ve ever lost, what item would you be the most excited to recover?

My wedding rings. After my husband passed they weren't so much lost. They were stolen from someone I knew. That room could be the size of a warehouse and those would be the only things that mattered.
 
I think these are all valid points, but at what point does one realize that with any etiquette, whether you learned them or not, that there is some validity to them?
I don’t play golf, but been on country club greens to know the rules of golf etiquette.

I feel at times as Americans we get into this thinking of not caring if we stand out like a sore thumb and everyone else can go fuck themselves. (this said sweet)
But its true, and we are stellar at picking and choosing what social etiquette is convenient at a particular time. And why not, insert said excuse to justify not knowing better, yes?

This all said not pointing any fingers. You’re all groovy. 💜
My table etiquette judgey pants was light hearted. I was judged years before I knew any better and have witnesses it several times on business dinners. Shaking someone’s hand after they’ve licked their fingers all during dinner is disgusting! And I’ve had to do it numerous times.

You're absolutely right. And I don't know. It's all so deeply ingrained in society that we don't always question it. I still play by the rules even if I've come to think of them as bullshit. I also don't judge anyone else for doing the same. That being said, I respect the pants off people who have a little bit of a cavalier attitude. They annoy me at the same time (probably because I'm jealous of their zero fucks to be given).

I didn't think your table etiquette was any deeper than a good quip. I just put my ranty pants on and they snagged on my way up to my soapbox. Being removed from society is helping me see a different side of the powers at play and I'm hella resentful I fell for so much crap in the name of fitting in with "the right people". I've put so much energy in to impressing other people that I forgot to examine why I was going half the crap I did (like finishing school)

Oh, to be the dudette who goes off grid and lives in the forest. *Whistful sigh*

What grinds me the most is even though I try not to, I too judge people on their table manners. I've a walking oxymoron.

And licked fingers and handshakes is downright nasty!
I was talking more about people who transfer their fork to their right hand and don't use a knife (gasp!)
 
aussiegeekygal -

It's not just the difference in table manners . . . I was taking an interviewee (college student from Australia) to lunch at the local golf club, and walking from the parking lot to the club house we passed an area that had a sign that read "No Shagging In This Area". He stopped, pointed at the sign, and laughingly said "I've got to take that back home with me". That's when he learned about practicing golf shots and picking them up by yourself, and I learned that Aussi's had an entirely different meaning for "shagging"! :D
 
It's been interesting reading about some of the cross discovery and interpertations of the cultural norms and etiquette of others brought about by a mention of table manners. The variations of word meaning are also insightful.
 
aussiegeekygal -

It's not just the difference in table manners . . . I was taking an interviewee (college student from Australia) to lunch at the local golf club, and walking from the parking lot to the club house we passed an area that had a sign that read "No Shagging In This Area". He stopped, pointed at the sign, and laughingly said "I've got to take that back home with me". That's when he learned about practicing golf shots and picking them up by yourself, and I learned that Aussi's had an entirely different meaning for "shagging"! :D

Hahaha. Indeed. Also, rooting and fanny are great ones for me. The first time I saw a Mr. Rooter truck I almost died with laughter. I've also had many a decent misunderstanding with one's fanny.


It's been interesting reading about some of the cross discovery and interpertations of the cultural norms and etiquette of others brought about by a mention of table manners. The variations of word meaning are also insightful.

Yes! What SMN clarified in her second post nearly made me vomit. My interpretation was 100% more pretentious. It just goes to show how awesome it is that we are all here without too much ego and willing to get into discussion about things. It's so fun to unravel these differences about each other.
 
Please try :)

Pics or it didn't happen!

(I actually have no idea what you two are referring to, but I'm always one to solicit a picture that will entertain me)

The question is: Could one use one's own erection to springboard a cracker, popcorn, cookie etc into one's own mouth. Not proper dinner etiquette but interesting nonetheless.

Looks like I know how I'll be spending my weekend. :D
 
The question is: Could one use one's own erection to springboard a cracker, popcorn, cookie etc into one's own mouth. Not proper dinner etiquette but interesting nonetheless.

Looks like I know how I'll be spending my weekend. :D

And following an unexpected visit to an urgent care facillity a smug, but strained HW retires home with instructions regarding the alternative useage of bags of frozen peas.
 
The question is: Could one use one's own erection to springboard a cracker, popcorn, cookie etc into one's own mouth. Not proper dinner etiquette but interesting nonetheless.

Looks like I know how I'll be spending my weekend. :D

FYI - Reddit has live streaming times slots of 30 mins. And the audience has the power to vote and increase your time.
Pretty sure if you tell us when, I’ll have my phone glued to my hand watching and giving feedback.
 
To Aussie and everyone that pops in, thank you for fantastic conversations.
A great bunch of peeps here. I do love everything about this thread. ❤️

The li’l hot jalapeño Trekka is off sinking in toes into white sand and clear waters.
Blows kisses to her.

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Today’s question:

We’re all constantly evolving. Tastes change. Personalities and tolerances moving in a different direction.
What just doesn’t do it for you anymore?
And how do you feel about that change?
Think it’s a temporary change or more so permanent?
 
SMNaughtywife said:
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Today’s question:

We’re all constantly evolving. Tastes change. Personalities and tolerances moving in a different direction.
What just doesn’t do it for you anymore?
And how do you feel about that change?
Think it’s a temporary change or more so permanent?

I used to not give one thought about springboarding cookies off one's own penis into one's own mouth and now I'm interested. That's a change.

I think the whole evolution of people to be very interesting. More specifically how you evolve with, or against the grain from, friends, family, loved ones, etc. That's more of a big picture, social views thing though, not a "I used to hate coffee, now I don't" type way.

Of things that used to do it for me and now don't? I dunno, I think more about the things I uses to be meh about and now like (coffee, Bruce Springsteen, IPAs). I'll think on it, I'm sure y'all are on the edge of your seat now.
 
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