The year gone by.

This year has been a tough one for me and my man. The start of the year seemed perfect, we had achieved one goal, we had managed to get pregnant but that joy was short lived as in March we lost it. Our little boy was no longer with us. Then came July and another disaster, our little cat Whiskey was run over, we think it was a boy racer. Trance was kind enough to come over and help me bury him and spent the night as John was at work on night shift.

November saw Aeryn move out as our lifestyles were no longer compatible, sometime though out the year, she stopped seeing me as a girlfriend, I have no idea when but it just happened. The hardest part was being told when she was talking to someone else about her relationship status - single no men or women. It came as a small blow to my fragile ego.

Now its almost Christmas, My dreaded period is here again, which means another month of unsuccessful trying, we will get there eventually, but god only knows when we will get to have our children. I hear some of my friends who have been trying have gotten lucky, I feel happy for them but at the same time I am green eyed as I wonder when its going be my turn.

This past week the highlight has been playing adopted Auntie to three wonderful children, its hard sometimes to give them back, they are just that wonderful and its just that hard for me sometimes seeing other people get what John and I want so badly.


I know I started this as kind of a sex blog, but this year hasn't seen alot of fun or kinky sex. Try as I might I seem to be having trouble getting other people into my bed for fun and kinks, while things are slowly getting there with Trance I don't want to rush things for fare of hurting her again, and John and her need the time together more than I do.
With John having a low sex drive that must be shared between two women, it's hard especially when I have a high sex drive, I know he tries to push himself the first week after my period finishes we have sex about 2 or 3 times that week then it becomes a once a week thing.

With the new year I hope things get better, life is tough at the moment. For someone who was born in the year of the Rat, this was supposed to be my year but has been everything but.

Time flies, even when its bad.

Nowhere

Have you ever felt like things were getting nowhere? That is how I have been feeling a bit lately. I don't think its anyone's fault, its just how things are. At the moment I have only a primary, no secondries, I am slowly working on things with Trance so in one case there is some light at the end of the tunnel but apart from that I feel like I am hitting brick walls with relationships. I know its not anyone's fault, but it sucks.

I also feel like I am getting nowhere in getting pregnant again. Yes I know where babies come from, but it's heart breaking each month when my period comes. Another month of getting nowhere.

Its sad feeling like this, I feel envious of some of my friends who are getting where they want to, i am happy for them but I wish i could get there too.

Sexual moods

Its funny how different things effect sexual moods, for example when I am sick I am as horny as hell yet my dear darling hubby is well sick and unable to do anything. Though one thing I have found out when sick I can't hide it from John, especially if we make love, he has a very strange method for taking temperatures. Its a bit like checking the oil, but of so fun.

There are many things I do to get John in the mood, but at the end of the day it all comes down to if he is willing to get in the mood or not. If he isn't interested then it doesn't matter how much I flash my tits at him. He is one of the few guys I know that when it comes to getting him in to the mood, you have to treat him like a woman and woo him in to the mood.
We joke about the sexual stereotypes being reversed, me being the guy and him being the woman, but in seriousness I know its an important fact to keep in mind and let our other partners know. As knowing what buttons to push is always important.

The same goes for sexual techniques as we have found they effect the mood as well. Altering the desired affect. My dear man is not one who enjoys lots of pain, and this causes loss of desire or lack of mood.
But when it comes to John the rules of what works and doesn't changes all the time, but over all they are consistent, if rule A is in affect today then rule B doesn't apply and tomorrow they might be swapped. Over all they never change, just which one applies does.

Wise Mother Wispers

I wrote this some time ago, as a reflection of who I was at the time. I was someone who people would turn to only when they wanted or needed something that only I could give. It was sad but over time that changed, I stopped giving unless I got in return. Either way I think this is a cool Poem so would like to share.

Wise mother whispers,

Truth is her guide.

No one bears her warnings,

From her old hut

Like a hermit,

She sits inside

Looking out with hurtful pride

The daughters come

Without knowledge

Of her heritage,

Of their parentage

She is the witch,

The medicine women.

No one visits,

Without wanting.

Something in return

For their time by her fire.

She’ll soon sleep

Though no one will weep

For the mother they never knew

What if the world stopped spinning?

Ever wish things had been different? Sometimes I do, I wish that one boyfriend I had back when I was 18 could have dumped me a week earlier. That way I could have made out with a guy at a party who after 13 years of going to school and being in the same classes, with a clear conscience. While I have always been bi I haven't always been poly. That is something that happened when I started Uni in 2004, but I have always been forgiving when boyfriends cheated on me, in fact some strange part of me wanted to know about who they were and what my boyfriend had done with them. It turned me on knowing the details, was this the bi part of me? I doubt it. My poly side was emerging, but I would never cheat on a guy, no matter how much I wanted the other guy more, I was a serial monogamist I would go from one guy to the next all because I could never two time.

Looking back I feel bad as I regret breaking some of those relationships off, I wish I had known what poly was, I would have been so much happier. While I have some regrets, there has been none of them since I met John, I guess that's because I don't let chances slip by, I take them. But also John helps me take them which is important, this year alone I am doing many things I never thought I would do, like write. This Blog is something I wanted to do but never had the courage for until this year. I first started writing using my husband's LiveJournal but now feel good enough about my self to write on my own terms as me.

Most of my regrets come from high school, the start of my second year 7th has one of my biggest. One night in particular Saturday the 15th of February, a friend of mine was having a party and I had been invited. My whole life I was the good girl, going out meant skating at the rink with friends, maybe holding hands with a boy while I did it. This was different this was a real party, booze, boys and music, something new for me.

I have never been the popular girl at school, I was always bullied mainly for my size. I was the girl who went through puberty first in my year group at school, the rest were 12 months behind me. So to go to this party was a big thing, besides everything else going on in my life this was something that meant life was going up. At that moment in time, I had a boyfriend and I was wanted. Anyway my regret comes from something that happened at the party, its funny how when we are drunk or slightly intoxicated our inhibitions or social walls come down. Sometimes doing something we would or should never have done or doing something we wish we had done years ago but lacked the guts to do it. Well that was one of those nights.

That night I stood up to people I never thought I would have but on the same note I had a guy tell me that he loved me and he loved my body. That moment has stayed with me, I wish I didn't have a boyfriend at that moment or I would have kissed him or something, instead I said thank you but I have a boyfriend. I just had a confession of love from a guy I had known since I was 5 tell me that he loved me (this was a guy who used to tease me about the size of my breasts, he called me Twin Peaks. But of all the teasing, his never up set me, he never made me cry, he never over stepped the line). All I could think of was shit I have a boyfriend, an out of town guy who wants me? I was confused. Then I was thinking, don't be silly, don't screw up what you've got for a drunk guy who most likely won't remember this conversation. So I did nothing.

5 years on I wish I had done something, I got dumped 4 days later by the out of town boyfriend and I wasn't crushed just annoyed that it was 5 days too late. But what I regret was not picking up the phone and calling him, asking him if he meant what he said. All because I was scared he would back down, take it back or not even remember. So I did nothing until a few weeks ago, when I signed up to FaceBook and there he was. I felt I could ask him about it now, as I am now married and if it was merely a drunk moment I could run to John for safety. He remembered, just about all that happened that night except for one bit. The I love you part but I wont hold that against him, I am not that mean. We all have drunk moments that only the people around us will remember.

I told him that I am in an open marriage in case he was interested, he is, but one catch, he now lives across the ditch in Aussie. So the what ifs continue.

At this stage in my life I would change things in my past but not in my current, I would only change things so as not to affect the current status quo and if that meant changing nothing then so be it. As what I have now I wouldn't trade or change for the world. I love my husband and our life together very much. But I will always wonder what if......... the world was different.

But there will always be regrets and what ifs. I guess its a part of life.

Something quick

Making love to my husband is an important part of my life, one that I love dearly. With John working shifts for a major company I don't get sex as much as I would like, but when I do it is all the more special. At the moment he is going on to night shift so the times he is up are now different. Sex in the middle of the afternoon, is more like morning sex to him. Which for me is fantastic, we get to make laid back love. Well last Sunday was one such day, we made love for 2 hours, god it was fantastic.
But what made me want to write about having 2 hours of sex was what John did to me, he did something that he had never done before. He licked my sweet little pussy clean after coming in it not once but twice. It was so hot to watch, and to taste the combined juices off his lips. it was sweet and salty at the same time, it was the taste of love.

Mmmm, I wonder what will be new in the bedroom next time.

Painting the Trance

It started off as an idea sometime ago, to create a painting or even paintings using breasts as brushes. A bit like finger painting only not.

Well on Wednesday I got my chance to try it and more with the lovely Trance and John taking photos of the whole process.
First we made the floor paint safe with a tarp. Then we laid towels down so that Trance didn't have to lay on the tarp with bare skin, cold plastic is never pleasant especially if your trying to do something erotic and fun. Then came the fun bit Painting the naked and lying down Trance, I started first with her her lovely belly painting green leaves and stalks on.
Once finished doing that I pressed it to the canvas so that I could get the most wet paint on it.
Then I painted her right breast with purple and yellow to make a beautiful flower.

Yet again once finished the design I pressed it to the canvas to finish the main body of the painting.

Then came the left breast. What design to do on it this time? Well as I was unsure I just mixed together my favorite combination of colours - Violet, Cool Blue, Forest Green, Silver and 'Green light' ( yes the colour is Green light not Light Green). I mixed them over Trances Breast, making it look like a giant Paua Shell in the way the colours flowed and mixed. But although it looked beautiful it wasn't quite ready to have a canvas pressed to it. More silver was needed so was spread on, flowering out from the now erect nipple. Now it was ready for the canvas.

Having finished with Trances Breasts I decided to make a suggestion for next time and the breast painting was a success from both sides. I suggested that I use her lovely lush Bush as a brush. Trance loved the idea as did John and they both ran with it, encouraging me to try it there and then. What a new experience, where to start? Well start with choosing the colours, Cool Red, Gold and Silver. Next add the first colour to Trances lovely bush, in this case it was Silver, smear it out a little with the sponge, then start brushing it on the canvas. This is done by passing the canvas at different angles over Trances bush.

Voilà the first colour was done, now add the gold to my new brush and repeat process. Next the red, but alas something is missing, Purple! That's the colour, something bold and striking as this piece is passion, it is fire, it is Orgasm. So we added purple otherwise known as Violet in my paint box.

At last it was done, the experiment was over, and it worked. I had a wonderfully filthy piece of art that looked fantastic. It was passion, it was fire, it was the heat the burned between your legs, it was Orgasm and I loved what I had created with Trance and Johns help. My human canvas/brush and my lovely assistant.

The three finished works are called - Full Bloom, Paua - Left a Breast, and Orgasm.

Now to get some more blank canvases and some more models/human brushes. I would love to see what kind off effect different cup sizes would have on the process.

Betty Page

Trance recently sent me a link which got me thinking and looking. Looking for Betty Page, these are a few of clips I loved!

Fridays Share

Friday continued the theme of a sexy weekend ( for us a weekend is the four days John is not working in his eight day week). we had Trance come by for some love and affection and assurance that she was needed. which to be honest is easy to do as she is a wonderful woman and well telling the truth is easy when its good stuff. For the first bit we spent it talking and enjoying each others company. Then came the fun part.

Photos! I was an artist and Trance was my model. John had talked to me about maybe taking some pictures of her for her HNT's a few days before hand and I had leapt on the chance and planned ahead. I wanted something different but something fun. What I wanted I got!
The photos involved Trance striping down to her panties and laying on the bed, nothing new there but this is were it changed. I then covered her in my soft toy collection, leaving only the essential parts uncovered. Her boobs of course! After taking a series of picture of her with the collection and parts of it, John then whisked her away to our bedroom for some much needed release. Alas afterwards we had to bid her farewell for the night as she had Vino and Vibes to attend mmmmm more sex type stuff. So the night took a pause there.

But not a pause for long as Rodney soon came online for a little teasing, but as I wasn't up for much more than that due to my breasts being tender. But fun was had anyway and Johns mood soon lifted back to sexy thoughts. After a long day and knowing that Saturday was going to be long we retired to bed but that was just the start of some more fun.

Once in bed John and I spooned as usual, my back resting against his front. It wasn't long before he was playing with my breasts stroking them, tweaking my nipples, making my body writhe at his touch. As I seemed to be warming up he decided it was time to make me come. So with my legs and arms pin his started stroking my hot little pussy with his fingers sliding them up and down my slit. Bringing me closer with every stroke, until when I could take it no longer he plunged his fingers deep inside of me, making me clamp down on them as I came hard and fast.

Then it was his turn for some fun, lifting the blankets he told me " Now get to work." Which I did with great glee as sucking his cock is one of my favorite things, feeling the velvety head slide between my lips and watching Johns reaction. It wasn't long before he was unable to take it much longer. I was pulled up his body into a tight embrace, as he was kissing my lips hard with a probing tongue he was guiding my pussy on to his hard cock. We were on fire, I was sliding up and down his cock purring in joy at sensation but not quite coming.

Then came the point where he was close to orgasm but I wasn't, so he suggested something that would being me closer but hold his off. A change of positions in many senses of the term, I would fuck him with my "cock" ( a fun factory Share ). We decided to try missionary first but there was technical difficulties in the position so we changed to him on top riding my big purple cock. John was soon writhing in pleasure on me due to its intensity.

After a bit John was no longer able to take the intensity of it so we swapped again, back to me riding his cock. It wasn't long before I came gently on his cock sparking an intense one from him. This then set me off again, his now soft cock stroking my slit, from my clit to my hole building up from what was already there until I came so intensely I screamed ( glad that my flatmate was at work).

So after going to the bathroom and cleaning up, both John and I curled up in bed and drifted off to sleep. A nice end to a good day.

A bit of art

I like to draw/ be artistic in my free time. I use many mediums paint, pencil, pastels, felts, camera and sometimes even the computer. Each drawing reflects my mood and who I am at that instant. A peaceful landscape has a hidden and normally more deeper meaning than what you might think. For me sometimes it showing that I would like to escape from what I am feeling, escape the pain inside. Here are a few of my pieces.

This Piece is called Captured hand.


Light Trip - Shows confusion within the darkness

This is called Perfect view. It is taken in my favorite place in the world. When I am down I like to escape here in my mind.

Toys

Toys are wonderful things, and sometimes they are wonderful people.
My wonderful friend Rodney is a toy according to my friends, as I enjoy to play with him. And toys are meant to be played with. Unfortunately Rodney lives 8 hours drive away so play is only ever online at the moment. But as Rodney is an old ex of mine things can still be fun.

On Thursday night I decided to have some fun and with some encouragement and instructions from John I had a lot of fun playing with Rodney.
I play with Rodney though messenger with the help of a web cam, normally while John is out but this time was different. John was in the mood for telling me what to do, sharing me out as he put it. So I turned the cam on and started to tease, Rodney is a breast man, so out came my tits. Now these are no small things they are a big and beautiful 16 DD.
Then after a bit of playing with them and teasing the poor man John came up behind me and played with my nipples, which for me sends a wonderful sensation down to my clit. Hello horny!
Seeing John playing with me turned things up a notch. I then striped for him at Johns orders I went and got my little red vibrator and played with my self with it.
After awhile of being on the edge John decide to take another break from the PS2 and help me over the edge, finger fucking me while I played. This got Rodney so worked up.
After finishing our mutual enjoyment over the net Rodney and I said good night as while I don't work Rodney does.

John and I turned in for the night and this is when Johns horniness showed though. Although we are both very kinky, dirty stories and role play is our main thing. We share our fantasies with each other and this is what got us going that night.
John is currently working out what he is sexually, Bi or straight when it comes to conventional terms. But that night his stories were far from hetro.
Pulling me down close to him while I rode his cock, John whispered in my ear his latest idea that was getting him off. The idea of me sucking his cock while Rodney sat and watched, then while I was busy he would suck Rodney's cock. John then told me he wanted to come in my mouth but I was not to swallow I would then pass it on to Rodney. This Fantasy got me so hot I came very soon after. And John came very intensely not far after me.

Reactions

Normally in the poly world the saying is relationship broken add more people but in this case, man broken stop all relationships, three to be precise. For a woman who has no idea of his attentions. This is a man who for the past few years has lived and breathed Poly and kink - bdsm, and is now going to live a vanilla life. What the hell is up with that? Can someone seriously change their sexual apatite? But also what if the woman he wants isn't interested? He would have given up 3 wonderful woman for what a ghost on the horizon. As my dear man has said 3 birds in hand is better than the ghost of one in the bush.

I for one, could not change who I was for someone, and changing your self for an unknown is not fair on the person you're changing for. They never get the real you, and if this is for someone who you see as a potential longterm, is this fair ? They never get the chance to decide based on the truth, where is the trust? I for one like the fact that I know all my husbands likes and dislikes, I know what turns him on and off. If a relationship that you want to take further is based on half truths of who you are, what happens when you can't handle going without what you have given up? The woman you now are with gets hurt.

But what about the other side of the coin, if the woman who you are changing for and have given up whats enjoyable in your life for doesn't want you. What do you do? As in the process of giving things up the bridges between you and the 3 lovely ladies have been burnt. What next?

This has all come about as Johns lover and girlfriend Trance has been dumped for the second time by a secondary of hers, she gave him a second chance and he has thrown away her and 2 others he was with for a woman who he has only just met and isn't even in the dating phase with yet. Whats more he was thoughtless with how he did it.
Men really should study more, Physics can be applied to everyday life situations all the time. Newtons law of motion - For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. This applies to how you treat people and handle situations as well as when a car hits a wall.

I'm in the mood for .........

I'm in the mood to torture, feel like hurting, I don't know what I'll do next.
Well actually I do know somethings so I will write my ideas down. What has put me in the mood for this is the wild weather outside, Playing online with my boy toy ( not much of a boy as he is only a bit younger, but a toy as I get to play with him) and because I have Whiskey gnawing on my arm.

Now for my evil and not so evil ideas.

1. Tie a naked male to the bed, make him hard and happy then let in a very playful cat who like to play with rod like objects. Evil yes I think so, cruel? Not to the cat.

2. I currently have cold hands so its my inspiration. Dripping ice cold water on to the guy mentioned above. Not somewhere nice like his chest, but on his nice warm and hard cock.

3. I though of this one awhile ago. On a hard cock put one champagne cage and do it up. ( For those that don't know what I mean the little wire cage thingie that keeps the cork on)

Now those were ideas to do to men. Now for the female ideas.

4. I have a number of bi/poly female friends who I have played with over time. Take two bi females, tie them to opposite ends of a bed with a vibrator in each of their pussies ( sorry if the word offends). They are able to reach the other person one just with their feet, but can't touch their own. But unknown to them both would be on a remote control, turning one up would turn the other down. Neither of them able to orgasm while the other is. All the while I will be tormenting each of them with their favorite thing, man, woman or toy keeping them on the edge of pleasure. Denial is mean more than evil.

5. Tying a lovely woman to a bed and having a hard cock bobbing in her face ( note she loves cock) but all the while being unable to suck it. Then having the owner of the cock make out with another guy over her body. Their bodies just toughing her, all the while she gets hotter and hornier, but is unable to do anything. Then the two guys will get her close to orgasm but stop just before she peaks so as to pleasure each other again. All while she watches unable to move or do anything. They make each other orgasm, but nowhere near her mouth so she misses out on the taste she so wants. Then they let her orgasm with a simple word of come for us.

6. Well this one is personal, but I am not this cruel. My dear flatmate is out tonight at a party the next city over. Aeryn has a thing for the army guy down the road. I was considering sending her a message asking if it was ok for him to stay the night in her bed while she was out of town.
I decided that this idea was cruel and mean. As she cares for him alot and well would be upset about not being here while he was. ( The weather meant he stayed home)

Thats all I have for now, but as I have been in a sexy mood of late might write about that.

Age gaps

When is old too old, when it comes to dating?
As we get older age gaps become less important, its more about who we are as people. But at what age does this become appropriate? As teenagers in high school we tend to date people in the same classes as ourselves so they are about the same age as us. But when is it ok to widen the gap?

At 16 here in New Zealand we become considered adults, in the fact we are legally allowed to have sex, for many of us this is the point when the dating rules change. It becomes socially acceptable for us to date older people, but at the same time it is no longer acceptable to date any one younger than a year younger or under 16. Is this because of the assumption that once you turn 16 you automatically have the mentality of an adult? Or is it because of something else?

From 16 onwards you are no longer considered a child when it comes to sexual acts and actions, and legally you are treated as such. But on the other hand the criminal age is 17 so where is the line and who has the power of discretion? At this stage the police and Children's Social services do. They decide what course of action will be taken, prosecution or counseling be the two most common options. This all depends on the age gap and the maturity of the teenagers.

While at 16 it seems ok to date older people, sometimes socially it is still isn't, all depending on the persons situation in life, are you working or are you still in school? While a 16 year old and a 19 year old is not much of a gap, their life situations create a different gap, the same could be said for a 40 year old and a 20 year old what is it that make it work?
So as we get older its not the age that creates the diffulties in reality its the life situations that does. Or in other words the generational differences. What things in our lives have made us who we are or what things do we do that define us. Hobbies, media, events all help widen and lessen social gaps

From personal experience I was once a 17 year old still at high school dating a 23 year old, and as I was still at school this created a social gap between us, yet when I was 19 and repeating my senior year I dated a 16 year old and as we were both at school there was no such gap. Now as an almost 24 year old my husband is 30. years ago some that age would have seemed ancient but that is not the case now. My parents have 8 years between them, my dad being the older, yet on most days of the week its my mum who seems to have all the maturity.

So when dose age really stop being an issue, legally its 16, but we all know some kid out there who was or is more mature at 14 than some of the adults we know.
At the same time I guess we have to look at what a person wants to get out of the relationship, is it companionship, sex or a combination of the two. Because as I see it, its not who or how old they are but its what a person gets up to on a date that should mater. As its that level of maturity that should mater. Not every adult wants to have sex but at the same time not every teenager just wants to hang out, with a maximum "action" of a kiss and cuddle.

Boobs!

Breasts! There I have said it. But what is societies problem with them, have we over sexualized them? Today women are being told by health professionals that breast feeding is best for both them and their babies health, yet at the same time society is telling them, not to do it here but behind closed doors. A clear case on NIMBYism ( not in my backyard) at it's worst. Woman who don't breast feed are being made to feel guilty but at the same time woman who do are made to feel ashamed or dirty because they have to feed their baby.

Babies need feeding constainly and during a days shopping will need a couple of feeds, thirty years ago there were places a woman could go and rest, and also feed her baby without being made to feel embarrassed or ashamed about what she was doing. Yet today there are very few of those places left and for somewhere private in a public place woman are left toilet stalls and other uncomfortable places. Heaven forbid she try doing it out in the open.

Well I say screw that boobs were designed for babies not for adults, yes we do get a lot out of them when played with but think of their purpose to provide nourishment for young, not as people think to act as sex toys.

Large breasts are desired by men not as they think for their enjoyment, but is a primitive part of human mate selection, a woman with bigger boobs should give off more milk thus produce stronger children. So its all about children.

Boobs should have warning labels ; Not Suitable for over 3 years old!

Trials and Tribulations

At the moment sex or making love with John has a purpose we are trying to have a baby, this is our second attempt, the first attempt at having a baby started last November and we managed to conceive at Christmas time. So we spent the summer looking forward to bringing a wonderful little life in to the world, but alas this was not to be. At our first scan at 11 weeks we found that it had died, mother nature had decided that it was not meant to be. So what was supposed to be a good time suddenly turned bad. I spent most of March in extreme physical and emotional pain. As I had had what they term as either a missed miscarriage or missed abortion, I had to go into the hospital and be induced. This meant I basically gave birth to what would have been my baby. Which is painful as I had contractions and dilation, just like women who get to give birth to healthy living babies.

So now we go though the trials of testing for ovulation, hoping for a missed period, and when if a period happens being down and feeling knocked out. So fingers crossed John scores a hole in one again. One step at a time until we reach the finish line of a healthy and happy baby.

A cast list

I thought I had better keep a cast list of who was who, every name is taken from a science fiction show. Each character they are named after has a similar personality as them, but not necessarily the same relationships.

John~ My dear and loving husband, who like the character he is named after is ever so slightly crazy. Some times not knowing if he is coming or going due to his MPD ( Multiple Personality's).

Aeryn~ My flatmate and girlfriend, she handles tough guy situations very well, but crying woman and relationships she either runs from or comes across as aloof, but deep down is a very loving person and would fight for the ones she loves.

Whiskey~ My insane black and white cat. We got him as a stray foundling, his mother was a stray and he was found in Johns fathers wood pile, thats where he was born. His mother was caught and taken to the SPCA and Whiskey and his brothers and sisters were left abandoned. So john and I decided to take him in and love him. From the picture on the side you can see why. He is about 8 weeks old there. Rest in Peace - He died on the 28th of July.

Trance Gemini (The future version) ~ Johns secondary and lover, a truly wonderful woman who is kind, caring, giving and very loving person. Not to mention very sensual and sexual. Trance is the person who would drive half an hour to help a friend bury a cat. She goes out of her way to help those she loves. I consider myself lucky to have her as a friend. In the past we have been lovers but our relationship has changed, but over time I hope that we might grow into something bigger and better than it was before.

Rodney Skinner ( The Invisible Man) ~ How to describe him, that is a hard question. Rodney is a person from my life before all the bad stuff happened. He is more of a pervert than anyone that I know. Intelligent and driven, but also a closet geek. He will try most things at least once. Rodney was my boyfriend when I was 14, and now that we are adults we can get up to much more. He is at the moment my online guy to play with ( currently hoping to play in person).

Will up date as I add to the list

Sci-fi

Farscape
League of Extraordinary Gentlemen
Andromeda

A Start

Here goes nothing, I want a space to be myself, to be sexy, spontaneous, to laugh and cry. This is where I have chosen it to be.
The name cat by a fire, I feel reflects my home where at this moment I have a small black and white cat named Whiskey sitting by a fire. He looks at the flames like he is hypnotized, I get glared at when I break his view of the fire.

Who am I? Besides someone who is owned by a cat ( people own dogs, cats own people ), I am a woman who looks after a husband and flatmate, I do the cooking and cleaning, laundry and dishes. Basically I am a housewife, and I love it. Some days I get lots done, other days I sit back and read a book or play sims2. But what ever I do Whiskey tends to be my little shadow. Good times and bad my little shadow is there, sometimes that is a comfort and other times it is a nuance.
I think of myself as being very sexual, I love sex, but I love making love to my husband the most, as when I do I feel like I am one with him, while at the same time flying high but without the drugs.
I am openly bisexual, and both me and my husband are polyamorous and have an open marriage.
Our flatmate is my girlfriend for want of a better word to describe her while John my husband has a different girlfriend and lover who is also poly and happens to be pansexual and a old lover of mine who I hope one day when my head is screwed on better to get back together with.