I turned to her and whispered, i just wanna fuck ya with my dress on...

 

| now is | once was | came from | heard tell |

5:17 p.m. - 2004-09-03

I was made for lovin' you, baby...

Oh, what a week! I am run rather ragged, in a good way. Sitting tapping my toes in new patent-shiny flat girly shoes. They are the first shoes I have owned in many years that are neither high-heeled nor boots. I feel startlingly close to the ground, but am enjoying it.

My niece is suddenly all big and people-shaped! In the past few weeks she's gone through the transition from 'baby-shaped' to 'humanoid', to adorable effect. I'm such a sucker for her. She had me wrapped in one chubby fist the minute she saw me through the car window and beamed at me, ear-to-ear and gaping wide. She likes me! Baby-approval is more important than I would have expected.

Oh, I've been busy. Last Sunday I had my first ever pony-training session, with my most beautiful friend who just gets me so excited! By how excited she is about it! And how startlingly compatible we are! She the well-groomed young private school girl and I her brand new pony. There have been more sessions since, and last night was my first outing as a pony. I was presented to so many people! They seemed very excited. I (or at least, the pony) got lots of sugar cubes and carrot sticks and ear scratches. It was exhausting, I was trembling by the end of it, but radiantly happy. It feels so entirely natural to be a high-femme lesbian pony girl. Like I was born to do this. Except for the bridle-bruise on the bridge of my nose… I could live without that.

Things with that leather-clad boi dyke I was fooling around with are progressing. It's difficult to tell if I'm satisfied with this when I'm too busy convincing myself she's gonna lose interest in a few weeks anyway. But as things stand, they're bubbling along pleasantly. I'm starting to see her far more often than once a week, at her prompting, which feels like a good thing.

I'm exhausted. I need a nap before I try to venture out tonight. Good evening, beautifuls.

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