"I'm a bitch. I'm a lover. I'm a child, I'm a mother. I'm a sinner. I'm a saint. I do not feel ashamed. I'm your hell. I'm your dream. I'm nothing in between. You know you wouldn't want it any other way."
From time to time, I have trouble with whores not wanting to work, while they are menstruating. So, I share with them the joy of SoftCups. When wearing SoftCups, a women can have full blown sex, without her partner feeling the cup, unless they are super large or have a weird angle. In that case, if I think my partner may be feeling the cup, I tell them, "Hey, I have a new toy inside. Can you feel it?" (It's about how you spin things!) The best thing about SoftCups is that you can find them at CVS.
I decided to do something I have never done in the past, in regard to my ex-husband & BabyDaddie. I contacted his current girlfriend to see if she could talk some sense in him, about his unwillingness to pay for half of his child's dental issues.
I absolutely love his girlfriend & I am sure why she remains with him, nonetheless I am very respectful of the position she holds in his life. So, I went to her & explained that if BabyDaddie did not agree to pay for half of the medical care, as detailed in the divorce degree, I would be forced to go to court. In that case, the worst possible scenario for him would be paying 70% of the costs, all attorney's fees, all court costs, & hiking up his monthly child support. That's something I absolutely do not want to do, because in the end, the only people who really win, when going to court, are the attorneys.
The problem is BabyDaddie would be very upset if he found out that Girlfriend & I even discussed him. So, if she does not pop the conversation on her own, her next in will be when I file the court papers & he is served. I'm sure she will know immediately, because he will call her immediately to complain. Hopefully, at that point, she will say something like "Have you talked to an attorney? Maybe it's a good idea, before you go to court. It can't hurt."
Considering I have gained 40 pounds in the last 5 years, I decided to become more active in my life. However, in the past, when I made this move, I failed, because I didn't have anyone to answer to. Hopefully, that's changed now.
While working with a another women, last year, while doing my manual labor job, I noticed she had lots a bunch of weight. When I asked her how she did it, she said she had been training her horses much more frequently. I immediately became interested, because I used to show horses, prior to 8th grade. When i asked if I could join her, from time to time she said yes.
Fast forward to last week. I was noticing how much weight I have gained, particularly since being home most of the day, answering phones for the whores & I was very disappointed. What's even worst is that James, my live-in boyfriend, & Richard, my best friend, love having huge gourmet meals every three evenings. I have a hard time resisting.
So, while kneading my ever growing belly, I got an idea. I immediately texted Madison, the horse wench. She called several minutes later & asked what she could do for me. I shared with her my dilemma & asked if I could join her daily with the horses. She agreed, asking when i wanted to get started. When I said, "today", she replied "great". So, I spent four hours with her two days ago. I hadn't been on a horse in 10 years, but she said it had all come back to me & I did much better than I had hoped.
My goal is to have her so comfortable with me being around her horses that she will allow me to take care of them, when busy season hits & she has to go back to her manual labor job full-time. For me, it's much more simple. I would love to do manual labor too. However, I can't stop an entire project, along with the people involved, while I answer emails & return texts, for whores. However, I can do that, when taking care of the horses.
In terms of exercise, I about died after my first day of working with the horses. My thighs ached & my tummy hurt. However, it was a good & happy ache. As long as I am not camping out in front of the computer screen all day & snacking, I am happy.
I could see the finish line, when it came to dealing with BabyDaddie, considering Virginia my daughter, is nearly 17. However, now that she needs to have cavities filled & all her wisdom teeth pulled, which is not covered by the insurance, he refuses to pay for half, although it's considered an "extraordinary" medical expense. Unfortunately, for him, I knew that would be his reaction & did my legal research & contacted my attorney, before I asked nicely for him to help. Now, if I file paperwork with the courts, he will more than likely have to pay for a much larger percentage. Hopefully, he will decide to play nicely over the weekend, before I get to the courthouse.
He keeps blessing me & saying "God is good all the time" & "I'm praying for you". In reality, his god is looking at him & thinking, "No wonder Christians get such a bad wrap, you stupid fucktard. Don't bring my name into this!"
Over the weekend, James & I went to a wine festival at the largest winery in our state. It was absolutely fascinating. It was billed as a "Reggae & Wine" festival. We've been to many wine festivals in the past, but nothing that specifically marketed to fans of reggae, which for the most part means African Americans.
The entry fee was $20. After that, the tasting was free. Additional money would be needed for the many food vendors, retail vendors, & to purchase wine bottles. The hillside was packed with people on blankets & under umbrellas & tents.
Typically, during a wine festival, you approach a bar & the person pouring the wine will describe the taste, perhaps giving you a piece of cheese or chocolate, to pair with the wine. From there, you decide whether or not you care to purchase a bottle of wine or move along. This was not the case for this crowd. Rather than moving along, people would camp at the bar, without purchasing a bottle. Normally, at a wine festival, people wear attracted, but comfortable clothing. This weekend, club wear was the norm. I mean true club wear with the stilettos & tiny, tight dresses.
The difference in the crowd was amazing & incredibly fun to watch. I bow down in awe of the marketing guru who came up with a great way to reach a niche market & make it incredibly profitable. James & I look forward to going to another festival at the same wine festival to see if it's the exact same thing with just a different music focus. If so, what will the demographic be?
I went to pick up Virginia, my 16-year-old daughter, from her friend's home & I was surrounded by a herd of teens, asking about polyamory & bisexuality. They were completely enthralled. At first, my daughter coaxed them into asking questions, which they sheepishly did, with her guidance. By the end, they were so comfortable, I could barely finish answering a question, before another one was thrown at me. In my household, such conversations are a daily event. It was fascinating to deal directly with other's that did not have that experience, especially a group so young.
I've started to do phone sex, using the NiteFlirt platform again. It fits nicely into answering texts & emails for the whores. While I'm booking a visitor for one girl, I'm helping a dirty old man orgasm on the phone. I'll share my secrets of being a successful phone sex whore in the coming weeks. To follow those specific blog entries, be sure to click the label "niteflirt" or click this link.
