Friday, October 3, 2014

Nancy and the bull

Today's request is a bit more graphic than I usually like to get. I prefer the tease, where the sex is off camera. But this... how the hell could I do this off camera?

Nancy and the Bull

Monday, September 22, 2014

Objects don't speak

Today, I have a request. I love requests.

I don't know how to explain my process. Someone asked, and I didn't have an answer. All I could tell them was that I just let the idea simmer for a bit, then the story jumps into my head with a basic structure, and grows once I start typing. I don't know how else to explain it. I have no other words.

And the best way I can tell if I did a good job is by figuring out whether or not a story turns ME on. And this one... does.

Objects don't speak

Thursday, September 18, 2014

Her voice in his ear

This... didn't come out the way I expected it to. Sometimes, stories get away from me. It made me uncomfortable (in all the right ways) as I was writing it, though. So maybe it's still a success.

It's a strange thing about inspiration. Sometimes I look at someone's list of fetishes and the answer just jumps out at me. I just take those key words and let the story flow. Other times, like this time, I look at the list and an idea jumps out at me, but it's not something I can put my finger on. It's not one of the words in front of me. It's something new.

Anyway, I hope you like it.

Voice in his ear

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Ask Boot... something.

I’m trying to get back into writing. It’s difficult; my other self keeps demanding the use of our brain for ‘work’ and other wastes of time. But right now, the brain is mine, so I want to write.

And while I have no inspiration (someone please make a request!), I do have something I can do. I can ask myself questions. So I present to you another Ask Boot:

What kind of boots do you like?

The kind people wear. Especially girls. I’m pretty sure I’m at least mostly straight.

Okay, that was a whole lot of qualification. You want to explain that?

My sexuality? Sure. That’s not where I thought you were going; I was all ready to start describing a sexy pair of boots. But this is good too. Probably better.

Tuesday, September 2, 2014

No such thing as a safe bet

Do you know the secret to make a small fortune through gambling? Start with a large fortune. Gamble until it's small. Then stop.

Making bets is never a good idea. But then, sometimes it's more fun to lose than to win.

How could I lose?

Thursday, August 28, 2014

Desires and Needs

Is my vacation over? Maybe. My other self finished his novel and went back to work with his boring normal job, so I get to fester in the rest of our head again. I get to have control some times, and I get to make him think dirty thoughts at inappropriate times.

So that's fun.

For those of you still keeping up on things, thank you. I haven't taken this long of a hiatus in... well, ever. I'll try to get back in the swing of things, try to reassert myself and my life in this brain I have to share.

For today, I got inspired by a conversation about desires and needs. And someone saying that bdsm erotica can't include safe words or other basic safety ideas because it 'detracts from the fantasy.' That it's never sexy to include that sort of thing.

Well, I disagree. But I'll be happy to hear your opinions too. Let me know what you think.

Wants and Needs

Monday, July 28, 2014

The promise of the tease

This is a request from someone who knows me in real life. I don't get those very often. I was surprised when she made the request, too; I'd always thought of her as a domme, not a sub. But hey, you learn something new every day.

Take me, for example. Today, I learned that when I let my mind write in the second person, it gets REALLY sadistic. And the poor sub in this story today learned that a little bit of knowledge can really, really suck.

The Promise of the Tease

Friday, July 25, 2014

This is submission

I don't know if this means I'm back or not. I know this idea has been kicking around in my head, and I know that I have a little bit of a request list building up. So maybe it does.

Mostly, though, I'm worried. Do I still have it? Have I lost my skills? Can I still crawl into your mind and give you an orgasm? It's been months, people.

So you tell me; do I still have what it takes to please you?

Submitting to a gang bang

Monday, June 2, 2014


Hey, did you notice that I haven't written anything in a while?


There are reasons. For one thing, the other half of my brain (the one who controls the body) is working on a non-kink novel about a witch with all her magic bound up in tattoos who finds herself stuck in a supernatural Hunger Games style situation. That's taking a lot of our creative energy, and since he lets me take most of it, I figure it's only fair to give him a chance every once in a while.

For another reason, I'm just not feeling it lately. What is there to say that I haven't already said? I've written nearly 300 stories, fantasies for more than 100 people. And it's awesome. But I'm worried that if I keep writing, I'll just be repeating myself.

Which brings me to you. Yes, you. If you like the things on this site, then you can help make me write.

Tell me something I haven't written about. Whether it's your fantasy, a random challenge, or just an idea that strikes your fancy, make a request. You can do it anywhere; comment on the story. send me an e-mail or a fetlife mail.

And, as always, feel free to send me vast amounts of money and prizes. No one has done that so far, (there WAS a gift, which was awesome), but you could be the first!

In the meantime.... I'll be back when I'm back.

Monday, May 26, 2014

A pleasant dance

This may be the first in a series of tales. It's another one focused on the Joker, the clown prince of crime. It's a tease, all a tease. Why would you want more than that?

These will keep coming... and hopefully, so will you.

Pool Hall Dance

Thursday, May 8, 2014

Inverted Enema

I had this image one night, as I was about to go to sleep. Hanging by my ankles, holding in an enema. That would be bad.

But it could be worse...

Hold on tight

Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Going for the Jugular

Going for the jugular. 

The most taboo of all fantasies. 

The one that turns you on but that you would never, ever do. 

The one you’re most ashamed to admit. 

Wow. That’s a hefty request. I’m going to do it, but consider this your fair warning: don’t click past the cut if you don’t want something utterly depraved, disgusting, and utterly fantasy. It’s not going to be entirely consensual, it’s sure as hell not safe or sane… It kind of breaks my own rules. But fantasies do that.

This is MY fantasy. It’s not one I want to have happen.  
One I'm ashamed of

Friday, April 25, 2014

Neurolinguistic experiment

I was thinking about writing a story for a friend, but I don't know his fetishes. All I know is that he likes words. Which made me wonder... is that enough? Can words do the job? In a sense, isn't that what this blog is all about?

Words alone

Monday, April 21, 2014

Modern day Bathory

So vampires. Vampires come from a lot of different places, a lot of different sources of myth. One of them is Elizabeth Bathory, who believed she could remain young by bathing in the blood of virgins. She killed as many as 650 girls for this purpose.

I don't advocate that. (do I need to make that clear?) But the idea of bathing in blood... well, it's very intimate.

So for today's request, I tried to update the idea to a more consensual situation. A more leather-centric example.

Modern Day Bathory

Thursday, April 17, 2014

The Predicament of Pain and Pleasure

Predicament bondage. When someone is bound in such a way that they end up causing themselves pain when they move. There's lots of ways to do it, and (when done safely) it can be fantastic. But usually it's just one person in bondage. One person forced to stand on her toes to avoid being choked, or one person forced to pull on his balls in order to avoid sitting on ice.

But what if there were two? And their predicament was... combined?

That's the idea behind today's tale.

Predicament of Pain and Pleasure

Thursday, April 10, 2014

The Fraulein

Do I need to specify that just because people have a nazi fetish, or because they think holocaust scenes can be hot, it doesn't mean they are ACTUALLY nazis or are ACTUALLY in favor of genocide? We're all adults, right? We can understand that there is a difference between fantasy and reality. We can agree that the sexy part, the power and humiliation, only works because the horrific parts aren't real, right? That it's still consensual?

With that out of the way... those uniforms are kinda hot, aren't they?

The Fraulein

Tuesday, April 8, 2014

On the paper

This is a VERY special request. It's number 100. Think about that for a minute.

100 different people have requested stories. Some have requested more than one. Some keep requesting. But 100 of them have asked me to write for them. I've tailored fantasies to 100 people. When I realized that last night, it blew my mind.

Today's story isn't about sex. It's about the tease, the dare, the desire. It's an experiment in a lot of ways, and hopefully is interesting, sexy, and mildly disturbing all at the same time.

On the paper

Friday, April 4, 2014

The Boots that Bother Me

I don't know if you care, but I'm going to talk a bit about my process.

You see, I'm not interested in writing the simple and straightforward erotica. There's plenty of that out there. I want to write the more cerebral stuff. I want to write the stuff that looks from a different perspective, that looks at the world through a different lens. Maybe I'm kidding myself about that, maybe I'm not. But take today's story: I could have focused on all the things that are actually happening to the narrator. Instead, I focused on the one thing that WASN'T happening, the one thing that actually BOTHERED him.

I hope you like it.

It's the Boots that bother me

Thursday, April 3, 2014

The Chase

Here is number 99 in the requester log. The 100 slot is already taken, and I have an idea for another story beyond that.

I don't think I'm ready to stop. Not yet.

Today's tale is about getting chased when you want to be caught. Even with all kinds of punishment that comes with being captured, sometimes it's worth it.

But you know that.

The Chase

Friday, March 28, 2014

Table Cloth

Today's story is for a new friend of mine. I went through her profile, and this idea just kind of jumped out at me. I don't know how well I pulled it off... but I know that writing it made me pretty flushed, so I can only hope it does the same for her.

And for you.

Table Cloth

Thursday, March 27, 2014

One more

I have to be honest: I thought I was done. For many days now, I've been planning on shutting down the blog, calling it quits, and writing other things. No more erotica. And today I almost did it. I almost wrote my last entry and shut everything down.

But then I thought, why not one last story? And I thought about Sheherezad, which someone once compared me to.

And I had an idea....

One more, at least

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Belted in for the show

Yeah, I know; been a while. I was kind of... tied up. My other self was on vacation, and depressed (what a pansy), and he wouldn't let me at the keyboard for a while. Hopefully, that's over now.

I had this image last night just before slipping away to dream land, and the image was so exciting that I just had to write this story about it. I hope you like.

Belted In

Monday, March 17, 2014

You have no shame

Today is a combination between "imagine yourself here" and a request.

It's meant to be mostly a tease. Because tease is the way to go, isn't it?

I'm so scared she is going to actually make me do these things some day...

Shameless slut

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

Thank god I don't know better

Someone commented yesterday that they appreciated me 'letting them in.' I can't tell you how much that comment meant to me. I don't know why, but somehow I felt like my own fantasies wouldn't be as interesting as writing out the fantasies of others. That's why I often go dormant when there are no requests.

Today, someone very important and wonderful asked me to tell her about my abduction fantasy. I shouldn't have done it. But isn't that the point?

Thank god I don't know better

Monday, March 10, 2014

A real fantasy

I have been really hard on myself lately. Stuck in my head, unable to write anything. I told myself I was waiting for inspiration, and maybe I was. But nothing was inspiring me. I used to write a story every day, and now I'm lucky to get one or two a week. I thought I'd lost my touch.

I can't say that's over; all I can say is that today, I was able to take an all important first step. And I was able to take it because a lovely and wonderful lady gave me a request. She asked me to write something 'real.' Something that was all me, with no obfuscation. No hiding behind anything else, no trying to tailor the story to anyone. She wanted a fantasy that was all me.

I might keep trying those, keep writing more and more of them. It might at least get me going a bit. But first, I have her story. The real me.

I, Bootlicker

Friday, February 21, 2014

Turned and sold

Today's writing is a request. I love requests. This one was... wild.

I admit, some of the ideas are not entirely mine. There are some elements here from stories I've read in the past, some concepts that others have come up with. If I could remember where I saw them first, I'd credit them. But I can't; all I remember is that there are certain elements of the fantasy that stuck with me. In particular, the corset, the heels, and the teeth. You'll understand.

And, hopefully, you'll enjoy.

My name is Whore

Thursday, February 20, 2014

Important questions

I don't know where this story comes from. I just kind of thought of it this morning while I was getting up. The look on her face as she spoke, the smirk in her eyes, the tease in her tone... they were all there, ready to go, waiting for me to sit down and start writing.

I still need more requests. But in the meantime, please enjoy....

Important Questions

Friday, February 14, 2014

A moment in time

Today's story is simple. Gentle. Relaxing. Is it romantic? Does it live up the holiday?

A moment in time

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Tell me what you want

I was on the verge of quitting yesterday. Right there on the edge, thinking I had done all I could do, that I'd lost my edge, that there was no more point to it. Hopefully, that was just depression and me beating myself up a little bit.

I'm not quitting.

And I have two reasons. First off, there were some very kind things said to me, mostly privately, from people who like what I do, people who urged/begged me not to call it quits. Secondly, and as importantly, I also got a request. A real, legitimate request.

So today's story is an answer to that request. Hopefully, it's a step back onto the right track, a refocusing of the purpose of this whole blog. And hopefully, it's sexy as hell.

Tell me what you want

An apology

So yesterday's post was apparently offensive. Or unclear. Or something. Whatever the case, the person I wrote it for took it wrong. I consider that to be my failing. So, if that person is somehow still reading things, I hope that my apology will be accepted. I did not intend to offend. I did not intend to imply anything. I was just trying to write a story.

I know that you took the story as if I was trying to impose something on you. This came as a bit of a shock to me; I read the story as if the person speaking was the dominant woman, and the person spoken to was a male submissive. The only reason I didn't explicitly label it that way was in the hopes of making the story a bit more universal.

Whatever the case, I offended. And I didn't mean to. So my deepest apologies. Rest assured that your name was not added to the list I have written for, and that I will not consider that tale written for you.

For those who enjoy yesterday's story, I hope you enjoy it for what it is: a story of consensual hypnosis.

Monday, February 10, 2014

At your core

I feel bad not writing.

I don't just mean here. I mean any time I don't write, I feel bad. But I do feel uninspired lately. Hopefully, it won't last. Hopefully, it will pass. And hopefully, it will get warmer here. It's so cold here at EbR HQ that we can't even do any fire play; the flames keep freezing.

But that's neither here nor there. Today's writing is a nice, gentle little hypnotism. I have no idea if it would work or not.
Then again, I DO love licking boots...

At your core

Thursday, February 6, 2014

Twisted promise

So I was looking through a friend's profile, trying to come up with inspiration. And I don't know why, but this one thing jumped out at me. This idea that wasn't quite in the list I was going through, but just made me wonder.

It was a question. A dare that seemed to come out of nowhere. If someone were held in chastity, and then told that they were going to get a blow job "unless you beg me not to," how in the hell could someone possibly prefer to stay in chastity? What would make them beg?

Which led me to the story.

Twisted Promise

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

Hopefully, just a bad day

I haven't been writing much. I think it's a slump that has to do with Groundhog Day.

Winter is going on too long. Winter has more than settled in. It has staked claim, planted crops, adopted children, incorporated, and has gotten tax laws changed. It's so cold here that the groundhog's shadow froze, fell over, and killed the groundhog, but no one noticed because the light that was supposed to reach their eyes froze before it got there.


I'm not writing much of anything. And I haven't been writing for the blog. Check out past the cut, and I'll tell you why.

Monday, February 3, 2014

Filling in gaps

Didn't really know what to write today, but I wanted to write something. So I looked through the blog and checked out what we need more of. And I think I came up with something that works.

Let me know what you think. I love to hear from you. Comments make Boot smile.

Steam, Slavery, and the soft Hum

Friday, January 31, 2014

Put through the paces

I know I said I was trying to avoid Femdom for a while. I guess that makes me a liar. Feel free to punish me. ;)

I've been wondering something: If there was a paypal button, and you could donate some money to keep me writing, would you do it? No minimum, no maximum, just a system for leaving tips. Would anyone take advantage of that?

Anyway, today's story is from The List. I really like the result. Hopefully, so will you.

Put Through the Paces

Thursday, January 30, 2014

The Feel of His Hands

I know, I know... it's been a while since I posted. I'm sorry. I've been busy and uninspired. I hope to change at least one of those things. I'm also trying to do a bit more of the not-femdom stories. I feel like I've been letting myself take over too much of what's being written here. I want to be an equal opportunity pervert. So I have to do more stories that aren't just about the wonderful women who do delightfully terrible things.

Today's story is for another friend on my list. When I write these stories that don't technically have any request to them, I go through the fetishes I know the person has. I look at them and I wait for something to speak to me. I don't know why this particular combination spoke to me. But then, I never do.

I just hope that the end result is interesting, sexy, and appreciated.

The Feel of His Hands

Monday, January 27, 2014

Ask Boot: consent

Having some inspiration trouble lately... help would be appreciated.

Ask Boot: Consent

Sunday, January 26, 2014

The Secret Of the Spotlight

I'm a bit hesitant about this story. The person I wrote it for listed Burlesque as a fetish, so I went ahead and wrote out an act, more or less. The power exchange is in there, as is the fetishism and the other bits of fun. But I'm not sure how much fiction this really counts as. It's more like a script.

Well, either way... I hope you enjoy it.

The Secret of the Spotlight

Friday, January 24, 2014

Confessions of a bootlicker: refusing to take her virginity

So this is not true. Which shouldn't be a surprise; none of these 'confessions' are true. But they are based on truth. And there is SOME truth to this. But the names are different, and the details have been changed to protect the innocent and indulge the perverted.

This does directly connect to the first confession, and the greatest ever game of Truth or Dare. It is the same person. That much, at least, is true.

Oh, and it's about me. That's true too. And I DID refuse to take her virginity.

The rest? I'll let you decide.

Saying no anyway

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Do you Understand?

Today's story has a science fiction influence. I don't know why. It just kind of happened that way.

That said, I WANT the toy that's used in it.

Do You Understand?


Hopefully, there will also be a story today. But the body I'm in was on vacation this weekend, so that's why there haven't been any new tales.

I also have been thinking... I need a page of reviews. Things that people say about my writing. Something that I can point to and say "see? I'm not the only one who likes it."

I've been writing for some kink famous people lately. And from what I've heard so far, they like what I wrote for them. So I'm going to brag and plug them a little. Want to get plugged? (no, not like that!) just say the word, and I'll happily drop in a link.

Lately, I've gotten positive responses from a few kink celebrities:

Did I miss anyone?

Friday, January 17, 2014

All I need

I don't know if I've ever done a second person story from the submissive point of view before. I know I slipped a lot into first person, but that's normal, right? I contemplated leaving the narrator's gender completely up in the air, but I think it works best as it is. Is it still ambiguous?

This one is for a very special friend, and I hope she enjoys it.

All I need

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Secret Metamorphosis

Today's story is a solicited request. I asked someone if I could write them a story. Why? Because I'm arrogant. I saw someone say that they had a favorite erotica author. And it wasn't me. So I had to challenge myself to try to be this person's new favorite.

Then I found out that this person has just ended a long relationship and is a bit broken up by it. Which means I both want to become a new favorite AND provide the person with something that will make the break up a little easier to handle.

Did I manage? I don't know... time will tell. And speaking of telling...

Tell Me.

Monday, January 13, 2014

Nothing to complain about

It's good to know that I'm not the only one who gets a secret perverted smile every time he hears the phrase "Boot Camp." The military can be so sexy. If it wasn't for all that 'people shoot at you' stuff, and if it worked the way fantasies do.... well, this particular bootlicker might just find himself enlisting.

Alas, reality continues to refuse to conform to my fantasies. So I'm stuck with just writing the fantasies. Today's is for someone else, someone who seems to share a lot of the same interests. Hopefully, he will enjoy this entry...

Nothing to Complain About

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Breaking the Silence

It's hard to write a story of a power struggle between two people when one of them refuses to speak. It's hard to keep this armor of silence idea going.

Besides, it had to be broken eventually. Have you ever seen The Three Amigos? It's not a kinky movie, by any stretch. But there's this one part, where Steve Marten is imprisoned, that always stuck with me. One that helped me figure out how to finally break the silent armor.

I've noticed something too: I seem to be much more sensual lately. Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Breaking the Silence

Saturday, January 11, 2014

A day at the park

This one makes me very nervous. I'm such a fanboy of the person this is written for.

It's got elements of kink, but it's as power-exchange as I usually get. It's a nice gentle tale of two lovely ladies enjoying themselves. In other words: it's gay erotica. Speaking of which, the last time I really tried that, I got into an anthology of best gay erotica. Knowing that makes me want to say 'huh' to myself. I wonder what it says about me?

But anyway, it's not about me. It's about a nice, sunny day.

Day at the Park

Friday, January 10, 2014

Teresa's Switch

Today's story was a request from a new friend, someone who wanted as much to know HOW to write good erotica as she wanted to have one written for her. I was flattered that she thought, first of all, that I write consistently good erotica, and secondly, that she thought I could help identify what makes erotica good in the first place.

Let me be clear: I think I write good erotica. I think I write great erotica. I think what's on this site is some of the best erotica there is, and I stand by my work. I don't feel like I need to prove anything to anyone, because I think the work speaks for itself. That said, it's always nice when someone else says the same. At the heart of every artist is a deep seed of doubt, something that makes you always wonder if maybe, just maybe, you're the only one who thinks it's good. Or that your best work is behind you. Or that you've been deluding yourself. Or that the one good story was just a fluke. So even those of us who think they're awesome still need that external validation every now and then.

The characters in my stories take a beating, sometimes literally. The power is all mine as the writer. But once it gets posted here, the power goes to you, the reader. You become the one who can praise or punish. You become the one who can take revenge on behalf of the characters in whatever way you see fit.

Which, coincidentally, is what this story is about.

Teresa's Switch

Thursday, January 9, 2014

The Emerald Isle, the Crimson skin

For today, I decided to go out of order for my friend list. Technically, this is both unrequested AND a request. I got a message yesterday with a 'what about me?' tone to it. So, hopefully, this will make her quit her bitching.

And will make her feel some... interesting things.

And will turn on everyone who reads it.

Irish Road Stop

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Piercing for Painful Pleasure

Today's story was fun to write. I always liked the idea of the way she stops him from talking (you'll see!). I've never done it or seen it done, but it sounds so awesome.

I don't really have much to say, other than that this is, once again, an 'unrequested request'; I wrote it for someone on my friends list who didn't ask for a story. I hope she enjoys it.

I'm finding that I REALLY like doing things this way. It's getting to the point that I'd almost rather people just say "hey, write me a story" and let me see their list of fetishes and interests....

We'll see.

Piercing for Painful Pleasure

Tuesday, January 7, 2014

The Latex Errands

It is HARD to write for some people. Getting inside someone's head and hitting their fetishes is usually a relatively easy thing. But some people are Big Deals in the kink community, people who do this professionally. For them, it's hard to separate what they actually like and what they professionally like.

Even more to the point, it's hard to write something that will appeal to them, these larger-than-life people who have done things most of us don't even dare to dream about. Somehow, I've managed, a few times, to still give them something they like; I know avaamnesia liked her story. Hopefully, this story will please its intended audience, both the specific person and everyone else as well.


Latex Errands

Monday, January 6, 2014

The Cold Room

I don't know where you are, dear readers. But here, where I am, it is cold. And not just cold, but Cold. Maybe even COLD. Winter has a vice like grip on the world, and even Jack Frost is hanging out by the fire.

But there's purity in the cold. Purity in the frozen wasteland that is the out doors. Purity in plummeting temperatures and sheets of ice, and in air so frigid that it can't even snow anymore.

Ice everywhere. Lust, on the rocks.

The Cold Room

Sunday, January 5, 2014

Medical Testing

I continue my task of writing stories focused for people on my fetlife friends list. As more requests come in, I will write those. For now, though, I'm having fun guessing what kind of thing people will like to read. For today's story, I'm delving deep into medical play. And with it, medical torture.

There is an incredibly nerdy reference during the following torture scene. I don't know if it's subtle or not; I guess the answer to that will tell you how big of a nerd you are.

Medical Testing

Saturday, January 4, 2014

Confessions of a Bootlicker: Queen of the Hill

So what happens when it comes to a first ever experience? For most kids, it starts with a 'Show me yours, I'll show you mine' kind of thing. A harmless enough game. Once they're old enough to really understand what's going on, there can be games of house, or of doctor. Then dating, then making out; I don't know the usual path. I didn't follow the usual path.

I didn't follow the usual path because I'm one of them kinky folk. And kinky folk have something a little bit different. Like this story of mine.

Queen of the Hill

Friday, January 3, 2014

Purifying his sins

For today's story, I had to pull out some of the stops. Yesterday and today were both for professionals in the kink scene, but today I was trying to hit a fantasy that she didn't quite realize that she wanted, one that was tongue in cheek, but still intense enough to still interest one of the most wild and interesting people I've ever known.

On the other hand, this was a two-fer. I both got to do her request AND fill out part of the List and cover the nun fetish.

Which reminds me: this story might bother some of the more religiously inclined. It's a definite sexualization of the whole thing, and you should know that going in. It's erotica; what do you expect?

Purifying his sins

Thursday, January 2, 2014

An Art Installation

This isn't the first time I've written about someone being made into a work of art. But this time has a different purpose, a different focus, and a few elements I don't usually get to play with.

I know I'm not the only one who thinks androgyny is hot. Just like I know I'm not the only one who will read this and wish the instructions were coming TO me. But alas, we can't all live our fantasies. Some of us can make phone calls, but most of us have to just read about it. ;)


An Art Installation

Wednesday, January 1, 2014

Full fisted Taunting

Happy new year everyone!

While I wait for more requests, I've decided to go ahead and start writing for specific people without asking first. That seems odd, I know. I prefer to think of it as writing a pre-request.

Is this a new year's resolution? Nah. Just an experiment.

Please enjoy.

Full-Fisted Taunting