Everyone's getting spanked but me.

Willow ,'The Killer In Me'


Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


omnis_audis - Sep 25, 2010 9:32:20 pm PDT #4137 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

Oooo! Have fun Shir!


Steph L. - Sep 25, 2010 9:50:59 pm PDT #4138 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism

Back from a kinky party where I let a friend stick needles in my back. Not like accupuncture (although the needles were almost that thin, but not quite), but more the way you put a pin (cameo, presidential campaign, etc.) on a coat -- sliding it through and then back out.

I was expecting an endorphin rush, but NSM. Maybe a little, but nothing like after my tattoo. Will have to try it again, though. I told our friend there should be feathers on the ends of the needles, and it would look like I had wings!

I am going to eat some cheese and go to bed.


meara - Sep 25, 2010 9:55:38 pm PDT #4139 of 30000

I told our friend there should be feathers on the ends of the needles, and it would look like I had wings!

I have friends who have done this and left them in and then strung thread between the needles, for a corset look


Steph L. - Sep 25, 2010 10:09:31 pm PDT #4140 of 30000
I look more rad than Lutheranism

I think needle corsets looks really cool! I just didn't want that many needles for my first time, nor did I want to leave them in long enough to warrant the effort it would take to lace them. (I would have felt bad if, say, it took 10 minutes to do properly and then I took it out after 5 minutes.)

Still, it was nifty.


Pix - Sep 25, 2010 11:21:21 pm PDT #4141 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.

Sure there's the poop but it's not just the poop. It's the whole universe of caring for someone, the bathing and the tending, taking someone's temperature or wiping down a fever. Listening to them breathe at night.

This is lovely. It's also a little painful for me to read right now, but this past month is very fresh. I can't sleep tonight, and I think part of it is that I keep watching Drew sleep, listening to him breathe, and feeling the tiny panic in the back of my chest that he will stop. It's ridiculous and illogical and utterly useless to focus on that fear, yet I can't let it go yet.


Pix - Sep 25, 2010 11:23:18 pm PDT #4142 of 30000
The status is NOT quo.

(And please, no brackets. I'm sharing this simply because it's late and I can't sleep, but I'm okay. Just...also not okay.)


omnis_audis - Sep 25, 2010 11:27:11 pm PDT #4143 of 30000
omnis, pursue. That's an order from a shy woman who can use M-16. - Shir

what if we want to give you brackets cuz we like giving you brackets??


WindSparrow - Sep 26, 2010 2:44:54 am PDT #4144 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

It's ridiculous and illogical and utterly useless to focus on that fear, yet I can't let it go yet.

It's understandable.

I'm still adjusting to not hearing the snoring, because the mental programing is "no snores equals either no sleep or no breath".


Connie Neil - Sep 26, 2010 3:11:10 am PDT #4145 of 30000
brillig

keep watching Drew sleep, listening to him breathe, and feeling the tiny panic in the back of my chest that he will stop. It's ridiculous and illogical and utterly useless to focus on that fear, yet I can't let it go yet.

YOu are not alone.


Strix - Sep 26, 2010 3:57:54 am PDT #4146 of 30000
A dress should be tight enough to show you're a woman but loose enough to flee from zombies. — Ginger

Aw, Pix. That makes me want to give you a big snorgle, and a nice cup of tea.

The last two mornings I have woken up before Dan (which is a miracle seriously unto the coming of Christ) and have been able to lay there in that happy morning drowsy state. And this morning, it's cool here, about 56, so I was all snuggled in, and had a cat on my chest and Dan breathing at my back, and I was able to look out the open window at the grey and quiet, and hear the birds.

It was soothing, and happy.

9 hours of good, solid sleep, from 10 to 7 am. Life. Is. Good.