I Stopped Traffic

I’m free from work this week, just lying around the house relaxing.

I throw on some jeans, my mules and a shirt to run to the store to get some cigs and sandwich meat for lunch, since I was stood up yet again.

While crossing in the street (I’m a New Yorker) a bus coming out of the stop, blocks traffic, the driver opens the door and says. With a big smile, “you’re a real Dame.” I smile back, not offended. I knew what he meant. How sweat.

 There are several meanings for the word Dame, in the 1940 it was slang for a woman, even further back the term  describe a knight’s wife, which was changed to Lady. Oh, to find my knight, but girls like me didn’t have mothers expounding about knights in shining armor. That was for other girls.

 On another note

 I had the opportunity to tie up and beat on the butterfly. He sent me an email it went something like this:

Him: do you have time this Sunday to meet?

Me: Yeah, I have a few things to take care of, what time?

Him: 12:00?

Me: Great see you then.

Sunday came and at the time he said my phone was ringing.

 

Easy peasy. No fuss, no bullshit.     

Until next time Perverts

I remain Lady Raven

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

All Work and No Play

I’m taking a couple of days off from work next week. All work and no play (rest) make me a bit of a bitch.

 

I’ve noticed something, about myself, the days following my scene with butterfly. I’m more focused in the world. Not that I’m not focused, I am. But this got me to thinking about the times when I did have someone serving me and how much a part of this life I miss from my life.

 

In the past I did casual, it was fun and on some level fulfilling but it was because I could go the whole 10 yards later with my property. And the limit though this sounds like an oxymoron, has me growing in a different direction.  As I’ve been away from the public scene for some time I’ve made an effort to get back involved. I met some great people in the past. I learned a lot of things, like what to do and what not to do. It’s good to see old friends and maybe have to opportunity to make some new ones.

 

And while in between sifting through the scene of men who say one thing but really want another I might continue giving a few more casual things a try.

 

my vibrator will not pack up and move out on me.

 

Until next time Perverts