The best seat in the house

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They had both dressed for the occasion… each wearing power suits, of sorts. He reclaimed his chair, and didn’t wait for her, his hand reaching quickly for her wrist and pulling her gently to his side. She grinned down at him unsurprised that her attire should provoke an instant response. Standing beside him, she did not intend to give in so easily to his… wishes. That would be far too simple.

Ah.. but his upturned face and deep eyes made her melt inside. She ran her fingers gently through his hair, and leaned to kiss his forehead. “I have missed you!” she whispered softly. That was all he needed! Her guard was dropped with words of sweetness, while her nearness and scent invaded his senses. He expertly manoeuvred her, turning her off balance, his body rewarded with the shudder as she dropped perfectly into his lap.

She gasped with surprise, then purred and wriggled slightly, the slightly rough fabric of his suit trousers abrasive to the smoothness of her naked legs. Wrapping her arms about him, she smiled. His eyes met hers, but his grin far outstretched hers. “I have missed you even more!” he whispered throatily, his hands moving over his prize and holding her close.

She moved her lips close to his ear, pressing ever closer to him, the warmth of his supporting and strong body delighting her curves. “Ah… but I have the best seat in the house!”, she proclaimed smugly.
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These are the Amanda peep toe shoes from Gos, which are available now at collabor88. Further details at: https://www.flickr.com/photos/gospel_voom/48487427761/in/dateposted/

The Cecilia lingerie is from Erratic, and Colm is dressed in Deadwool.

Lift Yourself!

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I have had a few conversations recently with a friend who has got himself into a situation which isn’t proving positive or good for his heart and soul.

Part of the course of these conversations has involved me trying to bite my tongue and hide my frustration at how little importance he seems to place on his own peace of mind.. and heart.

I guess there’s a part of me wishes that those I care about didn’t go through some of the same kinds of pain I have in my past… but… during one of these conversations he shrugged. “Well, I am my own worst enemy.” Without a second to think, I chimed back “Well… time to be your own best friend then!”

It obviously got me thinking though, because days since I am still mulling it over in my mind. How are we all so happy to simply accept the idea of being our own worst enemies. So often it’s a phrase and feeling which seems so natural, yet surely it’s the wrong way to be. We shouldn’t accept it at all!

Goodness knows I am greatly flawed as a person, and make mistakes in life, but I have reached a stage where I truly do try and be a friend to myself. I realised a while back that although people can advise, and sit and share experience with me, the only one who can actually do anything about my life and choices…is.. me.

So much of the person I am today has been shaped by my past, BUT it’s a constant growing and shaping process and I realised I didn’t have to JUST allow past pain to direct my life and days.

I openly state that I can be short on patience, and often can seem difficult. Sometimes that is simply almost a defence mechanism for me… a way of keeping negative influences at arm’s length. I don’t have to welcome it into my life or days. I have grown to realise I have limitations on my spirit, my heart… and my time, and in the interest of being kind to myself I observe and maintain that balance as best I can.

Choose not to be your own worst enemy… but learn to be the very best friend to yourself that you can. You can lift yourself quicker and easier than anyone else can!

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This beautiful outfit is the Sandy set from Lybra out now at Belle, further details at: https://www.flickr.com/photos/natzukasl/48474793817/in/dateposted/

The pose is from Gingerfish, and is at TLC at the moment. Further details at: https://www.flickr.com/photos/tracyredangel/48449036301/in/dateposted/

The picture is taken on Elysion

The fire has been stoked!

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She marveled at how the shoe looked on her foot, turning it this way and that, admiring it. A grin spread on her face at how perfect they were for her mood tonight.

Satin ribbons hugged and bound her shapely ankles perfectly… feminine in the neatness of their bows. Although she sat to await the return of her Love, she knew the shapely heels elongated her legs perfectly… just as he liked them.

Yes, the slight studding to the front hinted that there was more than just fragile beauty to the shoes, and indeed her. The sharp spikes to the back of the shoe were perfect and sexy in their own right… shiny and dangerous, something to be both feared and admired.

She leaned back in her chair to wait for him. This was often His chair, but for tonight her fires had been stoked, and it was for Her to claim, and for him to enjoy!

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These are the gorgeously sexy Barbara sandals from Gos. They are exclusive to Fameshed for August.