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I sat at the opposite end of the table from Daddy at the munch last night. I sat with my pretty girl crush and He sat with kitten. There were several people between us, but I had a perfect view of Him. As dinner progressed and the conversations got lively, I caught myself looking around the table as I often do when in a large group of people. Continue reading

My Mid-Life Crisis: Only sort of Submissive

midlife1I posted a status update earlier that said I thought I might be going through a mid life identity crisis. This has been on my mind all day. It came up through the course of a conversation Daddy and I had last night about where we are, who we are in relation to each other and where we belong in the lifestyle.

At one time I would have said I was a submissive who could sometimes be a brat and a baby pain slut. After spending the last three years exploring the lifestyle in real life with Daddy, with our local kink families and online I think that definition of who I am in the lifestyle is not entirely accurate or perhaps has changed. Continue reading