Category: Journeys of a Passionate Heart

The movie was quite fun. I was especially impressed by the detail of design (esp. the credits), the director’s eye for the magnificent that made it truly come alive, and some playful charachter development of the youth. I adore the new Dumbeldorf too… I got home to find the following on my computer, having not turned MSN chat off on my laptop before leaving: Me: You know I’m supposed to be more entertaining than a Hotel Mini-Bar. Him: You know you don’t really have to do anything for that? You’d make a wonderful artistic installation, even without conversation or obvious…

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Tonight, over dinner (Sushi Takahasi in SE Portland), Furry’s family and I discussed plans for Orlando at the end of October, plans for weddings, plans for life as we toasted 3 years pass when his crystal began to flash. His brother’s fiancee really is a lovely lady. His brother, as always, rocks, showing up with a twisted ankle from their white water rafting trip. His mother travels as much as I do. The fortune cookie read: Your talents will be recognized and suitably rewarded News I needed 🙂 I just sent off my bio for Dark Oddessey– it was fun…

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Sunday I asked for K3 to move the alarm… he either didn’t or I slept through it. Either way, at 2pm I get a call from MorTis asking where I was- my class was starting. Eeek! I threw on some quick clothes and rushed downstairs, and started handing out… the wrong handout. Ugh. I had 2 classes back to back, and I’d forgotten which came first. Luckily the class was understanding, and both classes came off great. Kama Sutra Bondage was a blast, with my finishing pose being a 2-person suspension with them in a 69 in midair. It was…

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Saturday morning started off in a fairly unexpected yet partially planned way. I had talked with K3 the day before about the fact that ya know, I am interested in you, but you like to hurt people, and I can’t be bruised. He of course asked “So where *can* I mark you?” I, like the smart ass that I am responded: On my mons, my labia, the top of my head and the inside of my ass. He tried to bruise all of them and succeeded in the first 3. Whoever taught K3 his techniques as a lover should be…

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On Thursday morning I headed downtown to meet up with Blue and Widow Centauri. They had called me the night before, asking we wanted to shoot in Chicago- hell yes! Widow, for all her eccentricities, is one of my favorite models, and getting to do some in-the-water pics of her in the giant hot tub at her hotel sounded great. From latex outfit to latex outfit, nudes and clowns, we got in quite a variety in an hour of non-stop picture taking- it’s amazing how much content you can get when under a deadline. The plan was to go from…

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I awoke at Boymeat’s place, and spent a half hour on the phone with a student of mine in DC, arranging our schedules and talking about desire and intent. When R and Boymeat finally woke up, we had nibbles, took a tour on the rooftop walkway overlooking the river, and then put me on the train heading towards downtown. I adore the subway. It’s strange but true. That you can have passing connection with strangers- eyes caught in a glint of light and romance for 1.2 seconds as you rush to catch the train, or be left totally alone with…

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I awoke and ran downstairs to have breakfast with the demo bottom for my suspension class. Then with R I ran to our strap-on class. Nothing is as absurd as a straop-on class in my opinion. It was basically a live sex show, with Corey doing some great speaking on power etc. between our fucking. How are phassuses hot? how are they not? I got bent over, R sucked, I fucked… it was lots of hot action all around until, as our class was running late, Lolita came in to say “You can cum now”, as I in my veils…

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When your lover’s other lover is a computer game- how do you compete? Why should I complain when he has to compete against my obsession with my work?

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