I do consider myself a writer.  I am not necessarily the most accomplished or articulate but I speak from my soul so that has to count for something.  There are times my brain is so tired I can’t even speak or I have 20 drafts sitting within my WordPress platform begging to be finished and pushed out into the social and internet superhighway. Instead, the words cling on to each for support hoping that someday I will pay them some much-needed TLC.

Forgive me if this seems like a go-nowhere post.  There are times, I just want to share myself openly and publicly, oh so v. publicly.   While visiting DC this past Thursday & Friday, an experience there changed me a bit – mostly good but some of it was frightening.  I don’t mean that in a violent way rather self-reflective.  There are experiences that shake us at our core, even when we thought we were on solid ground.

I’d like to think this blog is more than just kinky stories but an authentic footprint of my different dimensions.

Thanks for listening, reading and commenting.

Yours truly,

your kinky courtesan xx