But there really isn’t any rest for the wicked and wicked I truly am.
I normally don’t like posting unflattering photos of me. However, I’m trying to push myself out of my comfort zone a little at a time.
I’m always the one taking pictures of others. Here is a photo taken by someone else. I found this photo somewhat fitting because of the end of February Photo Fest. I’m disappointed in myself for not keeping up with it this month. I’ve said it before I can give all the excuses for not keeping here with things here. Hopefully I can get my shit together, get back on track.
“There ain’t no rest for the wicked
Money don’t grow on trees
I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed
There ain’t nothing in this world for free
I know I can’t slow down
I can’t hold back though you know I wish I could
No there ain’t no rest for the wicked
Until we close our eyes for good…” by Cage the Elephant
Dick pictures. I do not like when a man sends them in a first contact email or direct message, EXCEPT when those photos come from someone I know and when those photos are tribute photos. Those are the best!
I welcome those anytime and every time.
Recently I received some tributes photos that used my cleavage vamp photos, Sinful Sunday Vamp photos.
I find those photos hot. Why? Because I get off (not sexually, but mentality & emotionally) knowing that a man is wanking off to my photos. I feel sexy & desirable.
My favorite of all of them is the first one below.
Another photo from the archives. I remember sending this to my beloved and he text back immediately. He thought someone had kidnapped me. It was funny, but not funny.
Only a few days left of February Photo Fest
Another reedited photo …. from the archives
I edited a previous boob day photo for today.
I’m still recovering from being so sick, sleeping most days. I can’t believe that I missed most of this month. Can I get a do over?!
I failed miserably at February Photofest this year. I let tons of stuff come & go. Slacking on my responsibilities of posting here.
I have no reasons why I haven’t continued to post here. I posted photos on my Instagram account. I have some excuses of why I haven’t kept up, too lazy or too inconvenienced to post here. Mostly I had run out of time, being at the bar, with Mr. Sam or just distracted by every day life.
This past week I’ve been fighting a severe cough. Went to the doctor yesterday because I haven’t slept in days because I’ve spent most of the night coughing…a dry hacking non-productive cough.
BUT….I have been able to visit Mr. Sam at least once a week. This is the most recent photo I took this past Sunday evening. I promise, I’ll start filling you in on all the sex adventures.
Sometimes, you see something that makes you laugh.
Sometimes you have a camera nearby to take a photo so that you can capture that one moment in time. Making a memory, saving a memory. Here is one of those moments.
It was late one evening. He knew I am taking photos for February PhotoFest.
“Where’s your phone?”
“I wanna try taking your picture.”
I explained how to use my smartphone camera. He snapped away. Of course I kept moving around a lot, because I really didn’t want him to take my photo. Sometimes I really hate the way I look, This time was no different. Although I wanted to make it look dark, because of the seediness of it all.