phone sex operator ~ professional dominatrix ~ whore ~ couples sex instructor ~ web designer ~ writer ~ empowered human being ~ happy spirit

Last night, I was invited out to dinner & drinks, by my dear friend, Richard.   As I recall, the last time I saw Richard in person was when he picked me up from jail. It’s amazing how such an event can bond two people in the oddest way.

 

He commented on how good I looked & how well my spirit seems to be thriving in the face of adversity. As things go, I was a bit sad for the two months after my arrest. However, I came to understand that without the arrest, I would not be able to move on with my life & truly come to terms with every facet of my world. Before, I had to hide one or the other. I was not a whole person to everyone I met, although they thought otherwise.

 

Now, I am proud to fully disclose to anyone who I am. Interestingly, it seems to endear people more to me. 

 

~ phone sex operator ~ professional dominatrix ~ whore ~ couples sex instructor ~ web designer ~ writer ~ empowered human being ~ happy spirit ~

I was also incredibly happy to hear that he is doing well too. When he worked with me, as my personal assistant, he commented on how much he really enjoyed what he did for me & would like to do more, but on a corporate level. I convinced him to start a corporate concierge service, guiding him along the way, as much as I could. I gave him information on web design, marketing, & a general business model. In 8 short months, he is so busy & so good; he had to hire an assistant to do computer related projects! I love when people are successful & I can in some small way enjoy it with them.

Ihop

Several days ago, I went with my James to I hop. As we approached the host, he said, “Oh you are here with your daughter?” James, being 14-years older than I, just grinned. To the left, the manager of the restaurant overheard the conversation & nervously giggled. James turned towards the manager & said “I guess he is not working for tips.” The manager nodded. The host then said “I meant you are here with your husband”. I replied “He much more fun than that!” From time to time, the host would pass us at our booth, as he was seating others. However, he could not look us in the face.

Today, when my parents visited, in order to pick up my furniture, we decided to return to I hop for lunch, telling everyone in the group the story from the previous day. They giggled with delight, when we found out that the same host & the manager were both there. Apparently, the manager said something to the host after we left, because when he saw James again, he apologized profusely. Loving to make boys squirm, I gave my father a big hug, calling him daddie. I then turned around to James & gave him a big hug, calling him daddie! Both manager & host blushed from ear to ear.

Trial Date Changed

I found out today that my trial date has been changed to unknown date. In addition, the county is moving is from the district level up to the circuit level. The difference in the two levels is that they play harder ball on the circuit level & a jury trial can be requested. My attorney believes the county has moved the trial date because they do not have their act together & they are stalling. Whatever the reason, I am disappointed. I was really looking forward to getting this over with.

Candy Twizzler Noose

I have had a few people ask what happened to the original whore, whose arrest led to me. She immediately signed over her rights & answered all of the cop’s questions. So, they dropped her charges. Yes, that’s right. They dropped her charges. So much for asking for an attorney. The ironic thing is although she thought she was helping herself out, by speaking to the cops, she made herself look really bad.

No, I am not going to give you her new stage name. I have had too many internet cowboys who wanted to “get her back”. Listen folks, she is not worth it. Leave the wench alone.  Furthermore, in the end, I will be the one who makes this whole fiasco the opportunity of a lifetime, while she remains in the exact same place she was, when she prostituted herself.

Funny story: A friend of mine called her up, in order to pay her a visit. She remembered him & was so comfortable she started talking about me. She said I had left her hanging, when she was arrested, specifically because I did not call her after the arrest. I was sitting right next to him, when he was speaking to her & heard the whole thing. We also knew by that time, she was cozy with the cops. It sounds like in reality she was the one who tied the noose around my neck, rather than the reverse. Luckily, it was a candy Twizzler noose that breaks easily & tastes yummy.

Nude Wrestling

I was contacted today from an old acquaintance who I did nude wrestling with a few years ago, who happens to be a cop. It seems her husband really gets off on it. She wants to go at it again! She says I should have some pent up anger from the arrest. Only in my world!

Think

I am moving in the near future. I purchased a house in April of 2007 & I absolutely LOVE it. It was built in 1933 & has all of the original hardwood floors. It is beautiful. However, I HATE house living. I hate mowing the lawn, maintaining the the basement, & general up keep. I have had many suggest I move into a condo. However, I want nothing to do with taxes. I also prefer to have people come & fix my stuff, when something goes wrong. Therefore, I am moving back into a one bedroom apartment.

It's funny. When I went to look at some apartments, I felt instantly relieved, as I walked into the models. They were small, organized, & cozy. I knew I was making the correct decision. The change in philosophy would have never been possible, unless I took the time to live in my own house. It's certainly nothing someone can teach you.

If you think having your own home is the American dream, think again. Think about all the time, money & energy you will spend on your house. Think of the taxes. Think of the insurance. Think of the home owner's association. Think about it. Think about it again. As long as I am alive, no matter how much money I make, I seriously doubt I will ever own a home again.

Bumping Naughties

When I try to find the source of my sex positive philosophy on life, there is one main source, my mother. She never ceases to amaze & entertain me. On my last trip to my parent’s house, she began to try & motivate me to the guest house. I guess I was not moving fast enough, when she said, “Look, I have not had sex with your father in a week, due to the family reunion. You know how loud I can be. If you would take your act over to the other house, I would be grateful.”

When my father first went to the hospital for his cancer diagnosis, I was very careful to knock on the room door & wait for my mother to say “Come in” or to call in advance, from the parking lot, to let her know I was on my way. My fear was I would open the door too soon & see my parents bumping naughties!

I am sure my father’s quick recovery has to do with his medical treatment. However, I am positive my mother’s naughtiness was a huge help.