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| READ BEFORE ASKING QUESTIONS OR YOU WON'T BE ANSWERED!
So many changes!! So, where to begin?
38, still a Black female.*S* I consider myself a bisexual switch kitten girl. I want to further my education, with someone worthy of my time and attention. Couples welcome, but no cheaters. I am sexually submissive only, but willing to go further for the right person. Just a Baby Girl looking for her right Papa Bear, I suppose*smile*. I am looking for people in New Kensington, PA and immediate surrounding areas only, as health and finances don't permit me to travel.
Hubby is still in Louisiana, while I, for health reasons, have relocated to New Kensington, Pennsylvania for the time being. He's informed me that I can stay up here all by myself, and I have decided that while I am still looking for Doms, switches, and/or submissives to share my life with, I'm selfishly going to put it out there--a Sugar Daddy WILL DEFINATELY BE CONSIDERED!!! I still must be discreet about my activites, as I'm living in a household with a somewhat prudish aunt, and my young son.
Let's see, what else? Still fat, and still likely to tell you to kiss my fat ass if you point out that fact. No, I'm NOT going to take down my "fat ass" pictures: if you don't like looking at fat folks, step. That simple.
My health is still deteriorating, due to long-term diabetes, high blood pressure, and End-Stage Renal Disease(ESRD). I also have back problems, joint problems, and diabetic nerve damage, among many other health issues. Right now I'm looking only for friends-unless you know how to handle someone like me. I don't want to waste your time by being sick more often than not, giving us little time to interact and play, and probably not being able to meet most of your demands(I also have dialysis 3 times a week, and I'm also the mother of an active 13-year-old). And I don't need to waste my time with your lack of patience or understanding. If you just want to talk and be friends, however, drop me a line or two, and, when I'm well enough to be online, I'll respond.*S*
Okay, I'm done. For now.
9/6/11 Trainmemaid is currently in my consideration collar. Please feel free to tell him what a worthless cunt he is, and that I said to do so! He'll be delighted.
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What the HELL is wrong with people on this site these days?!? Common courtesy has just slipped by the wayside. When you mail someone, a polite greeting is usually in order. I WILL IGNORE any letters asking rude requests or giving demands right off the bat. Sheesh, people.... |
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He wants to throw away 14 years because he doesn't want to move out of Louisiana. I NEVER wanted to leave Louisiana, but given my health, I didn't have much choice. 3 days of telling me he loved me and if I'd come home, all would be well, NOW he loves me but isn't "in love" with me.
Now that I've decided I want a Sugar Daddy, all my offers have dried up. So much for me trying to be honorable and do the right thing, right? I know my King is out there, looking for His Queen...I'm here waiting, dammit, get a GPS and find me, already!
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I read my first post from 4 years ago--how sad it it that it still holds true?
Ok, do people even bother to READ the damn bios and info at the bottom of our pages? I swear if I get ONE MORE "So, whaddya into?,"what I'm into is going to be going postal. You SCAN to find what's interesting. You READ to follow up on what you scanned. You WRITE to inform the person you're interested and so they can elaborate on what you've READ. See how simple that is, folks?
On a good note, thanks to all the lovely people who've written with well wishes! All of you are so sweet, and I'm working my way through the mails now. I promise I WILL respond to everyone, but I'm in bed off and on after dialysis today and it's beastly hot for PA, so it's slow going! I thought I'd put that out there before I got on to the main body of my rant. It's a beaut.
The whole "Daddy Dom" thing, it's giving me a headache. I chat in the 3D chat Second Life, and when i tell people I'm a BabyGirl, or that I'm looking for my Papa Bear, as i call it, i get a ton of grief. No matter HOW I explain it, someone's always convinced that I want MY father, or I'm compensating for the fact that we never got along, or that he "did stuff" to me that I liked and now I'm trying to recreate the experience. Let me set the record straight.
Yes, there are those who play with that in an incest context, and, though it personally makes my stomach turn, if both parties are over 18 and nobody even thinking of looking at little kids, nobody dies. Cops aren't called, everybody's happy, right? I can't say shit to them, they'll probably look at my rape fantasies and say I'm sick. To each his...eh, never mind...anyway....
For me, being a BabyGirl is that ultimate freedom. I know I can think and function on my own, HE knows I can think and function on my own. And there are times when I will, either by choice(with permission, of course!*S*), His behest, or necessity. But, when I'm with Him, I don't have to. He gives me permission to let go and let Him take care of everything. I can love and take care of Him within our set boundaries, and, in return, He loves and spoils me shamelessly. Now, I don't mean financially, I'm not looking for a Sugar Daddy--don't get me wrong, I sure as hell wouldn't turn one down!!--just someone who'll allow me to float shamelessly, seamlessly in all areas of my submission.
This has nothing to do with my father. The man's a rat bastard, trust me when I say I don't want HIM, a man LIKE him, or anything else. I'm not compensating for the fact that he wasn't in my life until I was 12, then made my life miserable until I was 19, then again just a few weeks ago. I get my nice toasties from knowing he'll be burning in Hell for all eternity soon enough. And those who helped him. And he might be a rat bastard, but he's not a sick rat bastard. He's never in life put his hands on me that way. Or he'd already be roasting in hell, courtesy of the gun my Husband taught me to use. Thanks, Sweetie!!
Anyway, who's got a thought to share on this? Think I'm right? Full of shit? Both? Got mail? Bring it on! |
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Ok, so I'm back. Half the summer in the hospital with further diabetic breakdown, then before I'm due to go home, I fall & crack the back of my dome. Anothr 2 weeks in rehab re-learning to how to walk, talk, use my hands and generally wash my own ass all by myself efficiently. Oh, I never stopped doing those things, just couldn't do them with any degree of skill. Doc doesn't know what happened--all brain scans came back negative. I still get headaches when I have to concentrate on anything, and I still stutter. Le sigh....
Rant, part deux: how the hell come there's a gazillion people from Lake Charles, La on here now that I'm no longer in nor anywhere NEAR LC?!? What, when I leave PA next year, is everyone from Pittsburgh and Philly suddenly going to move to New Ken? What's up here, people?
It's been over a year since I've been here in PA. No sex since this past Feb., and so long since I've dommed or been dommed that I'm starting to forget what the hell the letters BDSM stand for. Still no friends up here, between dialysis, hospital, and, now, home care nurses and therapists in between, I've not been able to meet anyone. I'd just like to be able to go out for a cup of coffee or a movie with a nice person, you know?
Things are looking up, though. Don't know why, nothing's happened to sustain that feeling, but I can't stay down for long. It'll get better...especially if all those tasty Lake charles "treats" are still on this site & in LC when I return home!!
Rant over.
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Ok, so there's been a ton of things happening that have severely curtailed my play time. Mike going back to school. My mom passing away. Alex being diagnosed with ADHD. And, of course, me and my lovely health problems. Going to dialysis sucks big time, but since I'm allergic to dying, I suppose I have to go, right? I do feel better since spending 11 days in LSU hospital, and I don't think they'll be forgetting me anytime soon. Odd that I would have a blast in a damn hospital. Aside from the vampires posing as nurses testing my blood, of course.
I've not been online all that much lately, haven't been doing much of anything. I've been too depressed and concentrating on getting better. I despair of ever getting back on track as far as the more pleasurable things in life are concerned. But things could be worse, right? They can always be worse, which is why I'm trying to enjoy what I DO have now. So far, so good...so what?
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Whatever happened to the people out there who aren't afraid to admit they're still learning, and who won't judge you because you still are? I'm not sure what's worse, online or real-time. Online, everyone always knows everything and they're all so quick to put you down for not being so all-knowing and all-powerful as they are--and I'm sick of it. Rt, it seems like people are skittish of those not already having years of knowledge and experience under their belt. How the hell is anyone supposed to learn anything?
Ok, rant over.
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| Age: 32 |
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