Today is my Trinity Sunday a day of indulgent vanity,a time to reflect on the sunshine pouring through the window of this room where all the gargoyles goblins in pink laced hobnailed boots come and sit on my shoulders and reflect the past..the sniggering laughing and pokes do not bode well for me during winter,However April is here and even this month the most dreadful word snow can bring the dreaded white flurry to float across the land...I remember in April 1968 when we moved house down to the Midlands waking up next day blanketed in white stuff...The Midlands holds some good memories for me..the first time from dry humping that some thing shot out my body the sticky stuff quite shocked me..i was quite aghast....yet years down the line..i was in bondage to a male Dom, whom delighted in robe bondage then riding my mouth and shooting cum to which i would greedily feed on..perhaps it is better not knowing what is around the corner....
Again i say to myself must post more as the new month captures my soul..what indeed will it bring..i did visit old Hugh's blog this week for it will be the first anniversary of his passing away..someone had recently posted on it..i found it quite eerie and as old Hugh would say himself so goeth...