Thursday, December 18, 2008

Happy holidays.

I will be unavailable due to the holiday season Sunday, Dec. 21st, until Saturday, Dec. 27th. In the mean time, please visit my newly launched website for more about me and pictures.

Saturday, December 13, 2008

Sunday, December 7, 2008

I'm dreaming of a kinky Christmas.

I love the holiday season. Once Thanksgiving is approaching, I know a great deal of pleasure is in store for me for at least a month. I have many opportunities to enjoy a good meal with good friends, topped off with an excellent bottle of wine. I've traditionally favored Australian reds, but I've recently discovered that South American reds are quite good. A few months ago, I was introduced to New Zealand whites, and I have never looked at white wine again the same.

There are few pleasures higher to me than food and wine. The textures and smells, paired with the sensual roll of wine across my tongue. Perhaps you could savor the afterglow of my enjoyment. Only the finest bottle of wine, naturally, which I glide across my tongue for a minute or two, before I part my lips and let it slip off my tongue into your mouth.

If a more traditional holiday fare is what piques your interest, you might bring me a present. It must be perfectly wrapped. I do not accept sloppy work, as I am an orderly person. You would watch me open it from your place on the floor at my feet. What would you bring me? Perhaps a new pair of boots, tall with laces. You would do up the laces exactly, then polish their shiny black material with your tongue and hands, sucking on the the stilleto heel. If I am not pleased with your gift, you know to expect consequences.

I have in my mind a holiday scene. The snow falling outside in fat, lazy flakes, while inside, the space is warm. I put on a holiday CD. None of that contemporary nonsense. I want to hear the classics: Frank Sinatra, Bobby Darin, Dean Martin, Ella Fitzgerald. What better use for white Christmas lights but to tie your hands and feet. You must decorate my tree with with your teeth, carefully lifting ornaments onto the branches. If you are naughty, I will spank you with a candy cane. If you are nice, I will dip my toes in egg nog for you to lick off.

Oh, I may have gotten a bit carried away. I just never know where my imagination will go.