8/18/2012 12:14:26 PM: Have you seen a guy who's all alone? The whole organisation against him? Or maybe The whole neighborhood against him? Or maybe the whole crowd against him? The frail looking guy no one wants to side with? The looser you don't want to be seen with? Lest his poverty is reflected upon you? Lest it spoils your 'reputation' carefully builtup over years...? Even when you knew that he did'nt deserve it? You knew in your heart that the guy was right? But were scared to be anything but a spectator to his humiliation ? .........well I'm the kind of guy who stands besides him, takes on Powers that be for him.... instills confidence into that frail crouching human to Stand up..., to Square his Shoulders...., to Fight...., to take on anything...., to goad him to ' Win '....., to stand besides him till I see that confidant smile of Satisfied Win on his face..............Oh just a hobby of mine...... :-)

7/20/2012 1:53:44 PM: If you have a need, & I am clearly not into it, don't pretend its not important....Just to have me

7/10/2012 1:39:48 PM: Submission is about knowing who you are, and what you want. A submissive is NOT a weak person, but just the opposite. She is strong. She is strong in herself, and in the knowledge of who she is. She NEVER submits out of weakness or desperation. She submits out of strength, love, and trust.

4/23/2012 1:23:27 PM: Going to do a disappearing act for a while. Probably just going to be sitting on a branch highup on a tree in the forest... playing flute and thinking about the surrounding flirting submissive mist.... That's how life should really be.

4/15/2012 1:40:42 AM: he Princess uttered that she was tired & closed her eyes to sleep... still in his arms... the Rustic is still in his arms... the Rustic is PERPLEXED !!... Does'nt know what to do with his little Submissive Princess blissfully sleeping in his arms... watches for sometime her slow regular breathing that bought her bosom up a little with each breath... after sometime like to a child slowly brings her head up on his shoulder adjusts it so that it rests against the space of his shoulder & neck... & walks few quite paces to a towering tree, feeling the warm breath of sleeping beauty on his neck... & sits down against the mighty trunk of the tree holding her like that only in his lap... her blissful sleep is infectious.... making the rustic head heavy with drowsiness... as though on reflex, absent-mindedly he takes his arms & covers them around her body.... his sleep attacking him , making his head fall down again & again as he tried to stay awake.... finaly he put his head agaist the trunk, thinking he will do it just for a minute..............