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I am a cheerful fellow with a bit of a masochistic streak and a well-established vulnerability to women with curves and a firm touch. Being pleasing feels wonderful, and my kinks tend to fall under the ambit of pampering and catering to whim.
Things like making dinner, giving massages of various kinds, and being orally pleasing until my tongue falls out of my head are things I am very glad to do. Going a couple of days without orgasm also tends to leave me out of my mind, if you like your fellows out of their mind in that particular way.
Smiling is great. A person's smile can say an awful lot about them. If you are the sort of person who never, ever smiles? Then I am probably not for you, I am sorry, even though you may be a very nice person basically.
I do have a spine, already had one career, and am in the process of making a second career. I play a couple of musical instruments, neither of which is the guitar, and am sad there is no option for "I make music" in the interests other than singing.
I am very curious about many, many things. And even if we never meet, you are probably one of them.
I like to meet people in some neutral space before doing anything very serious. Chemistry is very important, and what kinks I enjoy shift a bit depending on who I'm with, which I guess is pretty typical.
Personal pictures certainly available upon request.
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Dear Diary,
Things are still going nicely, other than that the Journal here seems to auto-add a huge space after every paragraph. Tacky, very tacky.
Updated my profile just a titch.
It occurred to me that "pampering" describes the huge majority of my kink preferences, which is admittedly still the shallows of the D/s waters, but what of it? It is enormously mentally engaging, or at least it can be, and if I can surprise as well as delight? Then good for both of us! There aren't many people who dislike pleasant and flattering surprises, and I do love trying to noodle out those little extra touches.
Yours Truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
I ended a relationship a bit more than a week ago today. She was a warm and comforting a person, and it is always difficult to let go of such comfort. I hope she is able to find some of her own. In the meantime, I am indulging in my friends, candles at night, and my slowly but surely developing vibrato.
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
Stopping in to say that things are going well! I am with a surprisingly nice person, in a relationship that leaves plenty of room for responsibility and indulgence also.
Ta for now!
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
The year 2009 went out very well, and I have found someone who may be very good for me in the long term. Much more of a typical relationship with some threads of kink woven throughout.
And with that, I need to get some coffee and get back to this wonderful new year.
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
Things have been good but also super busy lately! I am glad I am still in touch with my Lady friend from earlier this year, she is a very nice person to know even if she is not a very nice person all the time if you see what I mean.
Happy Holidays to everybody!
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
I have two news updates! The first is that I have my eye on someone, but am being careful and patient about it. The second is that it is easy to be patient because I am busy with a million things! I have so much going on, and a lot of it is very nice. So there.
Yours Truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
I have been very extremely busy lately but also doing a lot of wonderful things, like making a simple, small, hand-driven model carousel. It is not super impressive, just cardboard and popsicle sticks basically, but it is nice and I made it.
Also, the Lady came to visit this weekend and we had a very nice time, and I do not know if she had a specific plan but if she did I am pretty sure it changed a little and I do not mean to brag but I was pretty happy that SHE was the one who collapsed of exhaustion this time.
I also have a long weekend, which is very nice, because even though I still will not be able to get everything done I can at least put a dent in my enormous list.
And with that I am going to go back to trying to make a bigger dent!
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
I have been away from computers more than usual lately, which is good, because it means that I am off doing good and important things. So there.
I have to say some hijinx leave me feeling like all my nerve endings are tuned to loud radio static afterward. Also, I have found that the old advice really is the best: orange juice, a nice dark quiet space, and (and!) getting burritoed up in a nice soft blanket is clearly pretty wonderful.
I also have been thinking about how, regardless of how complex a person is as an individual, the experience of joy is, at heart, a pretty simple one. I think it may turn some people off, actually, as being sort of declasse and pedestrian. Which is a shame!
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
Earlier this week I went to visit the Lady whom I have been spending time with and it was interesting! She had a number of things planned out that involved various types of stuff. But when I got there things just developed organically in a different direction and like five hours passed without getting to ANY of the things on the original list other than me making fruit salad (which was delicious by the way (om nom nom)).
I have to say that is SUCH an important thing to be able to do. When it is time for a plan to change, it is time for a plan to change, and you should not fret about it. I cannot think of a better way to put it other than to say it is important to be strong AND fluid.
It reminds me of a little piece of dialogue:
Person 1: Would you rather hit your enemy with water, or a sword?
Person 2: That depends. How much water, and how fast is it moving?
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
For all that I like to think I am a clever person, sometimes very obvious things just fly right past me, especially if I am concentrating on something else. For instance: it is a pretty cool evening tonight here and I was sitting in front of my computer reading things and found myself wondering why the devil the seat of my chair is so warm.
In my defense I am distracted by trying to rehydrate? Is that a defense? I hope it is a defense.
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
Yesterday there were activities that had to be ready to stop at basically a moment's notice! it was interesting and sneaky and nice and there were lots of stories and some other things and a very tasty mojito that I made my very own self. And I still have things to think about but that is ok.
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
It seems very unlikely that I will get to see the very interesting Lady whom I met earlier again this weekend and may have to wait. And I think it is sort of unfair to her but I have pre-existing promises to keep. blah.
I think it is unfair because when we had coffee I basically was allowed to be as nice and sweet as possible! But now it is like she is having to wait her turn, which is to be not exactly nice and sweet, and but she has already said she can be patient, but it still seems a little unfair anyway.
In totally unrelated news, the Bay Bridge is being closed for Labor Day weekend and what they are going to try to do that weekend is maybe the single most impressive engineering thing I have ever seen.
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
I met a Lady who is very nice, except when she does not want to be, and we got along very well. I strained so, so, so so hard be pleasing and it seemed to work. She tells me it was her longest first meeting ever that she can remember, which is very flattering. When I got back home I was pooped! that is not a euphemism.
It is nice that she likes stories, and I told her lots of them, including that I was already able to tell her something like a half a dozen stories that involve HER. Already. I will pat myself on the back. *patpat*
Also I had props. Well, I had one prop, but it was a clever prop with a gold bow. But I cannot tell you what it is because it is a secret! And I know it was clever because she said so.
So there!
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
I have been talking lately (lately, like, today!) with an old friend who was completely out of touch for two years in order to deal with some very thorny personal problems. But she is an absolute gem and in some ways knows me better than any other person, and it is good that she is back if very distant.
I don't mind admitting I am glad to have been able to talk with her tonight especially. Sometimes it is good to think about where you have been, before stepping into something new.
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
Lovely people and lovely music are sometimes called "strikingly beautiful". I was thinking about this with a friend of mine, who likes a lot of music, but she does not really like classical music. I will admit I do not like all classical music, but some of it I like very well. She does not like ANY of it.
It turns out one reason she does not like classical is that it is sort of too demanding. It is dynamic, and you have to really listen to get a lot out of it. One of my favorite moments in all music, and here I am going to be pretty specific, is the quartet run-up at the end of the fourth movement of Beethoven's 9th Symphony, that starts with the quartet in front, then then swells the orchestra and the chorus and then stops for a second before they all just crash at you and it hits me like a star, which is a pretty clumsy metaphor but it is the only one I can think of.
And my one friend HATES that part because it is just too much for her to take and she really does feel like she is getting clubbed around the head every time she listens to it. But I love it!
Anyways, uhm. Tomorrow I am going to meet a Lady, and we will see how she strikes me!
*ahem*
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
I was thinking about boundaries and limits and here is what I think.
Everybody has boundaries of some kind unless they are crazy. If a guy would put his eyes out because his mistress says so then he is not submissive, he is pants-on-head crazy.
Also, people who are vanilla have a HUGE advantage talking about boundaries and limits because everyone more or less knows the basics. I know one girl who is vanilla and who tells all of her suitors that she does not like to give head, but that she does enjoy anal sex, and that is that!
People who have kink and especially people who have more developed kinks have so, so, so many options that it's almost impossible to name them all without a checklist. And the conversations can be much more complicated, like, "I enjoy using toys, but only the ones that leave marks or attach to you," or "I like ballgags, and restraints, and fire, but not all three at the same time."
I think maybe for some people the topic feels too cumbersome, or they kind of want everything to happen by magic, but that is silly. It should be a conversation that is fun and nice. Or serious and nice if you are that kind of person, but I prefer fun and nice.
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
This morning I woke up with mail waiting for me from a very nice Domme who just wanted to say she liked the pictures that I had picked out. It was very sweet! and of course I said thank you and I have been all smiles getting ready this morning.
Which reminds me. Even though normally I use the very efficient disposable razors when I am getting ready in the morning, recent events have made me consider getting a straight razor. I always thought they were very neat, but never used one because I never wanted the fuss while I am trying to dash out the door! but, uhm... it occurs to me that being able to shave with a straight razor could be nice, and not in a "getting ready every morning" way OR the "Sweeny Todd" way either. This means I would also need to learn to use a strop and a hone, but that only adds to the appeal really.
And here I am just going to use the word "strop". Strop. strop strop strop.
Anyway I will let you know if I get one, and if I do I will let you know how it goes!
Yours Truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
Tonight was tough. Sometimes, when friends are in painful situations, there is just no way to get totally clear of things. Tonight was a very special mess, and I was good, and strong, and I deserve a good night's sleep.
Yours truly,
Me.
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Dear Diary,
Today I was a good boy, and I am going to meet a lady. For now I think it is appropriate that she remain anonymous, but she is educated and clever and very, very dangerous.
This is the second time I can think of when I felt like maybe this is what a praying mantis feels like. I mean, the male praying mantis is not to be trifled with, but when he goes to have any kind of times with the lady praying mantis he is nervous that maybe she will take his head off.
The first time I felt that way was a long loooooong time ago. Of course I don't mean that I am literally scared for my life, or even that I am scared. Some dangers are good and correct, like a racecar driver speeding around a dangerous curve. And the irony is not lost on me that at times like this? I always feel free.
Yours truly,
Me.
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So far, CM has been interesting, engaging, and good.
Now, time for housework, practice, and exercise.
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| Age: 31 |
| Kuala lumpur,
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