Exiled:Oh- oh.

I've been posting this pretty regularly but now--tsk. I've reached a point where I must do some tap dancing children, to pull it all into line. Those of you who know me know all about my charming lack of logic. Yes, as much as I adore and require it fromn others, it seems to elude *me* like the mist on a morning meadow.Tra-la.

Plus, I had this major re-think that requires me to jettison enormous parts and refit others...and I figured I'd shovel in some more porn while I'm doing it, unless ya'll are sick of the *whispers * sex?
I feel good about it, I think it'll make it all better.And a happy Roxy is...what? Anyone? Anyone? Anyone?

Anyhoo,I'll post what I've got that's ok so far. there might be some other things here too...I've got a couple of baby stories itchng to come out and play.So, here's what I've got and here are the previous parts. I just love that. Previous parts...if you say it a lot, it starts to sound really wierd...what? No,it does. Try it.

Why are you looking at me like that?

previous parts




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Fan-fucking-tastic Day and The Art Of Flirting

let me share with you what a lovely day I had! I have no idea why I was in such an amazing mood today, but I felt giddy with joy, pretty and witty and gay! well, perhaps not so much on the gay--though I did take time out of my busy schedule at work to flirt with a very nice woman at the jewelery counter where my slave masters had me working today.

I love flirting, don't you? it's the most fun you can have for free! I flirt with everyone--boys, girls--it's fun when people flirt back. It's amazing to me that an old lady like myself can flirt with some young puppy and have them flirt right back. Tcah! And they say the young have no style.

So many people mistake flirting with hitting on--no, no my friend! It's much, much different.

Also,and not connected to flirting. I accidentaly groped a co-worker. It was a little disconcerting at the time--but it made Baby Girl drop to the floor with laughter when I described it.She laughed so hard she cried. Heh. I love my child.( the kid was cute, so I wasn't scared for life..what? The boy? Tchah! That's what we have insurance for, to pay for therapy!)

Anyway--yes, good day.And if I can hammer it into submission, there's an answer to the call for LexSex on the way!