This is my place

I come here to vent. To tell my side of the story; my truth. And the truth is, if you want to hear Henri’s side, you’re not going to. Before it has been typed and published here, he has heard it first. The things I need to tell him, I do. “I want more romance… […]

Try a little tenderness 

Most days, this is my inner-response when Henri pushes for sex. He insists, I resist. I give in every so often, just to release some steam from his pot. I have remained adamant that I will not enjoy myself unless he gives me something to enjoy. There was a time that the mere view of […]

The Weight of a Marriage

While I’d like to say that I took such a hiatus from blogging because I’ve been having this phenomenal sex life and I’ve been much too busy to write about it, that’s not the case (and it rarely, if ever, is). All my absences from the blogosphere has been because of some type of crisis, […]

Untitled

“Untitled” is kind of how I feel at the moment. I don’t have a word or a line to express what is going on in my life and in my head right now. I had someone tell me I should just write, and of all the people I know the encouragement came from a person […]

Sex in the Hospital or The time we were Ghosts

Back in February I wrote a piece about the time Henri and I had sex in a hospital. It was posted to wonderfully new site, Simply Sxy, which I have been meaning to share. Here it is, please enjoy! And if you needed tissues to finish reading this, then I am one happy lady! It was […]

His Winter Goddess

The man had a love of plants. He would always post pictures of his beauties (as he called them) online and videos detailing their care, species, and other information. I dubbed him the Handsome Gardener, but just Handsome when we spoke. He grew herbs indoors as well, eating one of the leaves in a video […]

An Untitled Message

The four-year anniversary of creating this blog passed about a week ago. I didn’t know what it was that I had begun, or even what I would write about. All I knew is that I needed to shed some guilt and hopefully find a way to express myself. Since my transgression was due to sexual repression, […]