Young at Heart

Sometimes. Sometimes I think I act too much like a little kid than the adult that I am. I’ve been told that I am “Young at Heart.” Not saying that I am immature, I just act young. Sometimes, it’s not always a good thing. My mother always told me “society will eventually mold you into what they expect or want you to be or how to act.”

Yes, I can see that. I go to work and I dress differently from the other drivers. I wear leggings, boots, over-sized sweaters. I wear lots of skirts during the warm weather. However, some of those women have an issue with my dress. “She dresses too young for her age.”

The old men don’t seem to mind. But those Christian women do. I should act my age.


I act silly. Talk silly. Dress youthful.

I think that keeps a person young at heart. Not to be embarrassed to act silly, to laugh at oneself. Keeps the mind young, the body young.


Back when my kids were little and I was a single mom, there wasn’t a lot of money to spend for clothes. Don’t even mention buying new clothes. I would get Thursday newspaper and mark the garage sales that were close my job so I could go during lunchtime. I would mark my calendar down for the big church sales.

I was driving past a new store. A very small shop, inside were kid’s clothes for garage sale prices. Adult clothes, new brand clothes. Shoes, some jewelry and miscellaneous items. All at very inexpensive prices. I ended up buying some jeans and a few other items. When I was checking out, the owner told me that they are always taking gently used clothes to re-sell. Oh Cool! Consignment thrift store.

That was over 13 years ago. The store has tripled in size and continues to make me some extra spending cash. I take in my old holiday decorations, books, shoes, clothes, a few small pieces of furniture. I end up just buying more clothes for myself. I used to use the money for vacation, kid’s clothes and anything else I needed the money for.

I still enjoy a good charity shop, Goodwill or Salvation Army shopping day. I recently went to my first $1.23 Goodwill sale. OMG. The parking lot was overflowing and cars were parked two blacks down the street. It was an experience that was insane. All the clothes are $1.23. I got a few items that the price tag was still on them. I know most of the brands of clothing, if it’s unfamiliar then I google it – quickly. I like some Old Nay, Apt 9, Somona (Kohl’s). Everything that was an article of clothing was only $1.23.  I wanted to take some photos of the shopping carts of some customers but I forgot in the midst of my own shopping. It was insane, the shopping carts were overflowing with clothes, to the point where the woman had to hold the top so it wouldn’t tip over when she turned the corner.

I view it this way, even it I only wear it one time. It didn’t cost me much at all. Verses spending $43 for it and slipping something on it and it’s ruined. Anyone can easily express their individuality and still be frugal, thrifty with their money.

I wanna be a Pony?

No not really. Being dressed up as a pony/horse will do nothing for me sexually, mentally or any other way. BUT. I’m a curious little kitty. I would love to have the opportunity to try on and prance around in some pony fetish boots (image).

I feel wanna know how those shoes or boots feel on my feet. Also, I do enjoy the sound of the hoofs on the street.

I really don’t have much experience or knowledge with animal, furry play. I might be open to just dressing up, because as you can tell by some of my photos. I do enjoy playing dress up. That I enjoy doing. Being silly, child like.

Oh I will add this, I had an efriend. Who shared his knowledge & passion for pony play. He is straight male who is also a cross dresser. He shared his passion for this kink along with being encased in nylon and PVC.

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Sassy’s Sneakers [KOTW]

Sassy's SneakersI can say that I do not have any sort of kink related to sneakers, gym shoes, trainers or any shoe like that. Doesn’t matter if a man or woman are wearing the shoes. I seldom take notice. I know of one guy that must have the newest, coolest, hottest looking gym shoes when they hit the shelves. He’s kind of hot. I would fuck him if ever I had the opportunity (ok, my fantasy, lemme have my fantasy).

Both photos are of my sneakers, trainers, gym shoes. One thing, I can’t stand. Smelling the shoes. UGH. Totally grosses me out.

I know there are (mostly) men out there who are very into shoes. Some of them get aroused by sneakers. They masturbate with them, cum in them. What ever you could imagine men (and I assume some women-maybe) could do with the sneakers to get off.

I have men ask me if they could borrow my shoes for their play time. I think I would be open to that if I was paid. It’s a service. Because there is nothing in it for me. Show me the money! And you, sir, can borrow my sneakers.

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Sometimes, I wear socks with my trainers. Sometimes I don’t. I hate the sock tan line in the summer, so I tend not to wear socks all that much.

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Mine are On, Yours are Off [KOTW 1/20-26]

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The topic is CFNM. Clothed Female Naked Male.

I realize there are really no right or wrong answers. It’s what ever works best for the two people that are involved together in this particular lifestyle or kink. I don’t see how it could work on a permanent basis. Unless, that’s their life 24/7. I do not live this lifestyle. I am just sharing my opinions, thoughts and ideas of how I would act if I was in a marriage or involved in a relationship of this kink. I enjoyed reading the post written by I. G. Fredrick. She said a lot of things that I do agree with and share the same opinion.

Does a naked male body turn you on? Yes, more so if there is muscle definition. I admire how dedicated a man is to get his body like that. Not an extreme body builder, that’s unattractive to me. I enjoy running my hands over the curves of his body. I do have a “kink” for ass cheeks. When I see bare ass cheeks, it’s like the palm of my hand, tips of my fingers just wanna smack it, knead it, caress it, pinch it. My Beloved knows to tighten up as I walk by him if he’s washing dishes in his “house clothes.” Sometimes I hit rather hard, to hear that sound he says “OUCH” I reply with “I didn’t feel a thing.” He will let me know when enough is enough and that it does hurt. I think I could really get lost in those moments.

I often enjoy “looking” this is because I’m a voyeur. I get turned on mentally by seeing a man’s body move, flex as he works. The appeal of a healthy slightly tan body. Not too thin or not too overweight. Even watching a man work on a construction site is kind of a turn on for me. I really do enjoy watching those guys during the spring, doing the road construction.  I would be aroused watching him strip off his dirty work clothes, heading for the shower, watching his hands glide across his soapy body, just watching him do his normal cleaning routine.

Some men are just gross. Everything must say “I take pride in myself.” Even if the man is slightly overweight, if he’s clean, well-groomed, nice clothes. That’s great. Perfect. However, if he’s in a dirty baseball cap, hairy & not groomed or unshaven face, dirty greasy hair. NEXT! Clothes that don’t fit properly, anything that says “I don’t care how I look.” YUK! That man is never given a second thought only of that disgust.

Do you want to humiliate and/or control a man? YES. I would totally get off on humiliating a man, in the privacy of my home. I wasn’t raised to act like that outside the home, so it might be a tad difficult to do. However, fear does enter my mind. I often wonder how sadistic I really am. Because I like I mentioned above that I could really get lost in a moment. I could smack an ass until someone is in severe pain. The more he would beg me to stop, I might not be able to. No, want to. Getting aroused, not sexually, but mentally, by the idea I am inflicting some sort of emotional & physical pain on another person. There would have be to an agreement, places or levels of what’s acceptable and what’s not acceptable behavior. I could & would truly enjoy humiliating a man. Every thing from the size of his penis to how he needs to clean the ceiling fans.  I would tease him while he was attempting to clean, sucking on him, kissing him, stroking him. Watching him get aroused and then slapping his cock – hard. Walking away to do something else while he finishes his chores. I would only have physical contact if we were in an intimate relationship.

I don’t think I could do this in front of other women. I fear their judgement too much in close circles, perhaps that’s why I don’t have many close female friends. Mostly all male friends. I would not go out publicly and expect him to serve me or would I control him. That’s when everything would shift to “his turn” to be in control, not to humiliate me. Just control the situation, not necessarily my behavior either.

Do you enjoy making decisions for your man, including whether or not (and when) he wears clothes? I was raised that a man is a reflection of his wife. There are certain times I will control what he wears, where he wears, when he wears it. This is specifically for my beloved. For someone else, if in a relationship of this nature I would still control him, about clothes.  Now that there are no longer children in the house, my beloved wears his “house clothes” unless it’s really cold then it’s pj bottom’s. We are just comfortable here in the house, when it’s just us. He can wear want his wants. BUT, there have been times when he wears things that make my eyes hurt. Will he change? No. I control him by telling him “don’t wear that out in public please.”

Do you just enjoy a naked ass peeking out from the bathroom as he scrubs the floor on his hands and knees? Yes. I mentioned this earlier. My mind totally wonders when I get this image in my mind. Funny thing is, it’s not my beloved. It’s always someone else. Sure, I’ve seen my beloved on his hands & knees scrubbing the kitchen floor once or twice. I felt awful. Like I failed my duties, because he wanted the floor (brand new) clean. It would have to be another male performing these tasks.  That’s where all those rules, guidelines & agreements come into place.  I could see me enjoying watching a man, just admiring the curves of his naked body with each movement. A man who desires to be naked & humiliated in the presence of a female, would work for me. I just couldn’t see it of my beloved, because that’s not who he is. I don’t think that’s him, he could surprise me. *smiling*

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Leather & Lace [Boob Day]

I had been working on some new ideas for some photos for different memes, along with photos of my heels for my shoe guys.

I have had my leather jacket since the late 80’s. When I didn’t even own a motorcycle, but I thought it was a cool jacket to have. It’s really heavy to wear, so I don’t wear it too often, mostly just in late September-October and in the spring April-May. This jacket is very special to me more so now.

You ask why? Lemme tell ya.

Back on May 29, 2004 I was wearing it when I went for a motorcycle ride. Totaled out my HD1200 Sporty by t-boning  a deer at 70. I flipped over the windshield, pulling it off the bike and shattering my left clavicle. The EMT’s were gonna slice the jacket off in some crazy frantic way, my “beloved” said “follow the seam when you cut it.

So if you look at the area that is covered with the “punk safety pins” there is some thick stitching going on underneath. The stitch starts at the wrist to the collar. “Beloved” took it to a leather shop, where they restitched it. I added the punk pins to represent my injury, to cover up the stitch, to add character to the jacket. There is a chain that hangs under the arm. It’s an old belt from a shop called “Merry-Go-Round” that I used to wear in high school! OMG!

So, there is my boob day photo from my photo set called “Black Lace” that will be posted at a future date. Another photo was used in the Sinful Sunday meme  “iPhone Slut.”

iphone slut on Boob Day


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Motorcycles, Leather and Sex

Oh Boy! My favorite Kink…Leather.

I am typing this quickly, since tomorrow I will be flying to London on holiday. But, I could not let this KOTW pass by without adding to it.

I’ve always had a “thing” for leather. I know exactly where & when it started. However, it was not sexual. I remember being very young, perhaps around age 6. My father was leaving for work one evening. He picked me up to say good bye. I heard the sound of his leather belt & holster crackle, as he lean down. When I was in his arms, a tight hug. I could smell his leather biker type jacket. I heard it crackle, felt it against my skin. I was hooked. I guess somehow I associate leather with strength, intimidation, power and sex appeal.

What’s She Looking at? Week 114

Leather feels good against my skin, the scent alone arouses me, however not always sexual. The sound of leather moving, the way it looks on a person.

Black Leather Gloves holding Ruger 22 Long Rifle

I have several leather items to wear. I used to be a member of a motorcycle association. In which I derived great pleasure from being able to wear leather without be questioned.  I have in my collection a leather mini skirt, a pair of leather pants, leather chaps, several pair of leather gloves including a pair of opera leather gloves (they reach just below the armpit). I have a leather garter belt, a few pair of leather shoes (from Italy) several leather leather “biker” jackets/coats. OMG. I even have one of those long leather coats from the 1980’s early 90’s with the shoulder pads! LOL. A few leather vests, leather bull whip (from Mexico). Leather purses, that’s a given.

I truly I have no idea why leather crosses into so many subcultures in society, BDSM, bikers, rockers, rebels, gays. Speaking of gay, I used to attend an event at my friend’s campground called “Leather in the Woods.” He knew I was into leather, I truly enjoyed that weekend every year. Although some years it was extremely hot & humid. I wouldn’t wear leather then. I enjoyed watching the leather guys in all their gear, now that was a major turn on for me. I enjoyed having sex in the leather sex sling, outside, dressed in my leathers under a star-lit sky. I tend to turn into of a dominatrix  when dressed in my leathers and it just boils down to who I’m playing with at the time.

I don’t get to wear leather as much as I would like to, during playtime or not. I will be doing a “leather” photo set when I return from my trip. Wanna read more about Leather? Click the image below to peek at the other bloggers who are taking part in “Kink of the Week Sept 9-15, Leather.”


Sexy Females Avatars


What is your opinion on females, who have photos of beautiful female bodies in a seductive lingerie as their profile photos or so-called avatars ? Do you automatically assume that such women are “sluts”, who are desperate for attention ? Why / why not ?‎  Razor

No. I do not automatically assume that those women are sluts. No. I don’t think they are desperate for attention.


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