😈 Mara ~ Manifesting Fantasies 💜

A bump for Lady Mara, because I like the thought of bumping with her!!! :rose::rose: Enjoy your break, Mara!!
 
It was common slang when I was a kid and it’s stuck in my mind since.

Since I have no idea of the precise definition, I’m going to try to forget all about whether I am calling you ballsack or dick, and just try to think of it as a name. :rolleyes:

Lochgelly Tawse

I expected a comment on this instrument of correction. :)

Well I’m not a Scottish schoolboy, so I have no frame of reference.

Ooooh, so wish i could drop to my knees and worship you right there! ;) :devil:

Any chance you’re a fan of Fleabag? Just watched the second season. “Kneel” has always been a favorite command, and now I get this great visual to go along with it.

Oooh, yes please!

Synch!

To me, they say kiss me, lick me, poke me.
"Enter here"

Well, that’s some intriguing dialog. Sold!

Take your time beautiful.

:kiss::kiss::kiss:

I floated past this morning and decided to take care of some replies.
I’ve actually enjoyed not looking in at all, and I’ll be taking more time away.
 
Enjoy your break lovely Mara :heart:

Thanks, m’dear. I’ll be returning to my break any minute now. It’s good for me.

Dropping by to say hello... enjoy your break...:rose::kiss::rose:

Thanks, Ed.
I’m blown away by all the free time! laughing...

I'm hearing a number of suggestions . . . Even some pleading as well as a few demands

OoOoOo — I can only imagine...

A bump for Lady Mara, because I like the thought of bumping with her!!! :rose::rose: Enjoy your break, Mara!!

Bumping back, and about to return to the great device cleanup project.

looking forward to your return and some updates, text and pics. hope all is well. h

All is well. I dropped in this morning, but only for a minute. I’m enjoying this break and I’ll continue to take some time off.
 
I decided that it’s time to ditch the archives and clean up my devices.
Deleting my way through my photos runs against my archivist/historian tendencies. It is practically painful, but I can’t wrap my head around my sons discovering my secret life if I should die suddenly. Fuck fuck fuckity FUCK.

Food for thought. Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.
 
I decided that it’s time to ditch the archives and clean up my devices.
Deleting my way through my photos runs against my archivist/historian tendencies. It is practically painful, but I can’t wrap my head around my sons discovering my secret life if I should die suddenly. Fuck fuck fuckity FUCK.

Food for thought. Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.

welcome back wayward exhibitionist... love the lighting and effects, interesting perspective of a glass dildo... as for you offspring finding out about your dark secrets, let them know mom was pretty cool and into enjoying life. do it with a smile, or a smirk if you prefer... be you. glad to see you back!
 
my sons discovering my secret life

They may be full of admiration for that secret life, although like you, the very thought of someone checking through my favourites, brings me out in a cold sweat. Statistically I'm more than twenty years closer to the final countdown than you. I would not like to be remembered as a dirty old man.
 
Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.

you do produce some very pleasing images, of course the purple glass's sole use is to snub out the light!
 
Thanks, m’dear. I’ll be returning to my break any minute now. It’s good for me.

I decided that it’s time to ditch the archives and clean up my devices.
Deleting my way through my photos runs against my archivist/historian tendencies. It is practically painful, but I can’t wrap my head around my sons discovering my secret life if I should die suddenly. Fuck fuck fuckity FUCK.

Food for thought. Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.

I get the need for breaks, always do what is best for you dear Mara :rose:
I can imagine the pain in deleting your wonderful archive :heart: and thank you for the food for thought, as always stimulating xxx
 
I decided that it’s time to ditch the archives and clean up my devices.
Deleting my way through my photos runs against my archivist/historian tendencies. It is practically painful, but I can’t wrap my head around my sons discovering my secret life if I should die suddenly. Fuck fuck fuckity FUCK.

Food for thought. Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.

Completely understandable, although I will miss the ability to go digging through the files. Just as long as you aren't leaving us!
 
I decided that it’s time to ditch the archives and clean up my devices.
Deleting my way through my photos runs against my archivist/historian tendencies. It is practically painful, but I can’t wrap my head around my sons discovering my secret life if I should die suddenly. Fuck fuck fuckity FUCK.

Food for thought. Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.

I hear that and agree with your concern! Would not want my daughters finding anything :eek::eek:
 
I decided that it’s time to ditch the archives and clean up my devices.
Deleting my way through my photos runs against my archivist/historian tendencies. It is practically painful, but I can’t wrap my head around my sons discovering my secret life if I should die suddenly. Fuck fuck fuckity FUCK.

Food for thought. Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.

Let's all tip a "glass" to Mara!:rose::kiss:;)

Your archives...understood. If only there were a way to save.
 
I decided that it’s time to ditch the archives and clean up my devices.
Deleting my way through my photos runs against my archivist/historian tendencies. It is practically painful, but I can’t wrap my head around my sons discovering my secret life if I should die suddenly. Fuck fuck fuckity FUCK.

Food for thought. Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.

Transfering the healing properties of the amethyst? :cool:
 
welcome back wayward exhibitionist... love the lighting and effects, interesting perspective of a glass dildo... as for you offspring finding out about your dark secrets, let them know mom was pretty cool and into enjoying life. do it with a smile, or a smirk if you prefer... be you. glad to see you back!

Yeah, there’s that.

my sons discovering my secret life

They may be full of admiration for that secret life, although like you, the very thought of someone checking through my favourites, brings me out in a cold sweat. Statistically I'm more than twenty years closer to the final countdown than you. I would not like to be remembered as a dirty old man.

There’s quite a difference between them possibly enjoying the Thought of my secret life and them confronting explicit photos and videos. :eek:

My family history includes two sisters having heart attacks at 55 [one surviving], all my grandparents dying in their 50’s and 60’s of heart attacks or strokes, and my parents dying in their early 70’s. I’m highly unlikely to live beyond my 70’s. As a control freak, I may just take matters into my own hands. :rolleyes:

Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.

you do produce some very pleasing images, of course the purple glass's sole use is to snub out the light!

Right you are! That toy is actually clear glass, so I gave it its moment of purpleness with the amethyst candle holder.

I get the need for breaks, always do what is best for you dear Mara :rose:
I can imagine the pain in deleting your wonderful archive :heart: and thank you for the food for thought, as always stimulating xxx

Well, I’m leaving my Lit posts up — all my old threads included.
The archives on my computer include pics I’ve posted and way too many more, and that’s what I’m working on cleaning up. Thanks for the understanding. It’s a painful process, and I just have to be ruthless.

Thank you for sharing your photo. It comforts.

That’s a lovely reaction. Thank you.
 
Completely understandable, although I will miss the ability to go digging through the files. Just as long as you aren't leaving us!

No, no! It’s my personal archives that I’m deleting, the photos and videos that are on my laptop [and far too many other devices, thanks to the way Apple organizes files].

You can still go digging through this, and all my old threads. I’m leaving up my Lit posts [although eventually may clear Imgur and Dropbox accounts, so linked pics may be lost]. I’m leaving my posts up on Lit, despite knowing that once it’s posted, it’s public. Heaven only knows how many of my pics are now in other people’s Tumblrs. I have no delusions that I have any control over any of that. I’m just thinking of sons looking for vacation or family pics in my personal photos, and finding way more than they bargained for.

I hear that and agree with your concern! Would not want my daughters finding anything :eek:

This digital life adds whole new dimensions to end of life planning. :eek:

I have to do some research about my e-book library, for instance. I’ve already talked with sons about the tree books. I urge you all to think about prison libraries, although some of them have some very odd restrictions of both content and format.

Mara my dear, you will always be stunning, and winning our hearts. :heart:

Thanks for popping in to tell me, dear lurker. :kiss:

Let's all tip a "glass" to Mara! ;)

Your archives...understood. If only there were a way to save.

Well, My Body of Work will remain here on Lit. What I’ve posted remains available. With the possible exception of Dropbox and Imgur links — here’s your heads-up, people, to save what you want.

It’s all the EXCESS that I’m cleaning out, and my excess is truly excessive. :rolleyes: If only I had a likeminded consultant... Oh well, I’ve already deleted several years worth. I have my work cut out for me.

Transfering the healing properties of the amethyst? :cool:

Oh yeah!!

Dessert is my favorite part of the meal. :D

Mmmmine too. Sweetness is my weakness. :D
 
I decided that it’s time to ditch the archives and clean up my devices.
Deleting my way through my photos runs against my archivist/historian tendencies. It is practically painful, but I can’t wrap my head around my sons discovering my secret life if I should die suddenly. Fuck fuck fuckity FUCK.

Food for thought. Purple glass by amethyst tinged candlelight.

For some reason I missed this post and photo. It a lovely composition and knowing where the glass has been and will go again, makes it better.
 
There’s quite a difference between them possibly enjoying the Thought of my secret life

A worth while distinction you made about your secret life, although on your other point, my heart grows cold at the thought of you preempting the natural course of things.
 
Here’s one from 2014 that I just had to post before I delete from my archives. These are the 1.0 breasts before they were reduced by breast cancer surgery. And belly from back before I ever showed belly [it was Way smaller then :rolleyes:]. Laughing at myself.
 
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