Isolated BDSM Blurts: Facehugger Fetish

The amount of people who fail to understand what a city is when required to name a city is just...emotionally draining.

"America" is not a city.
"East Coast" is not a city.
"Peru" is not a city.
"Anywhere" is not a city.
"UK" is not a city.
...
 
I saw a clip with Iman talking about missing Bowie:
”I don’t call him my late husband. I call him my husband, because he always will be. ”

I must have gotten some dirt in my eyes.
 
I saw a clip with Iman talking about missing Bowie:
”I don’t call him my late husband. I call him my husband, because he always will be. ”

I must have gotten some dirt in my eyes.

I find the "late wife" a pretty good thing, I wish German would have something like this. There is no sensitive way to let the other person know that you are talking about your deceased wife and it gets worse when referring relatives of your late partner.
 
I find the "late wife" a pretty good thing, I wish German would have something like this. There is no sensitive way to let the other person know that you are talking about your deceased wife and it gets worse when referring relatives of your late partner.
Yes, I see what you mean.
A term to inform those who don’t yet know, without sounding too…stark.

There is no late in Swedish either, that I can think of unless, you go rather 19th century style.

On a less practical level, her defiant tone still gave me this weird case of teary eye allergy or something.
 
Yes, I see what you mean.
A term to inform those who don’t yet know, without sounding too…stark.

There is no late in Swedish either, that I can think of unless, you go rather 19th century style.

On a less practical level, her defiant tone still gave me this weird case of teary eye allergy or something.
Talked to a friend who just lost a parent earlier today. We grew up together so I knew the parents very well too.
I guess it just hit a sore spot.
 
I would like some kind of espresso drink today--probably a mocha because I'm basic as hell. But it's raining, and I don't want to get out in it, so I guess I'll stay here. Maybe I'll make some coffee in the coffee maker. Not the same, though. :(
 
It has been literal years since I've been here. I don't even know if anyone remembers me, but I remember BiBunny for sure. Hi! :rose:
Not sure if I'll be active or not yet, but I wanted to wish everyone a good evening/good day. :heart:

Also, if my old love from this site ever logs on again - I want you to know that I think of you often and hope you have found happiness.
 
It has been literal years since I've been here. I don't even know if anyone remembers me, but I remember BiBunny for sure. Hi! :rose:
Not sure if I'll be active or not yet, but I wanted to wish everyone a good evening/good day. :heart:

Also, if my old love from this site ever logs on again - I want you to know that I think of you often and hope you have found happiness.

Omg, heyyyyyyy!

How have you been?

Welcome back.
 
Omg, heyyyyyyy!

How have you been?

Welcome back.
Thank you! :heart: I've been good! I moved to north central Florida the beginning of last year so that's been an adjustment. :LOL: Also, just basically working and enjoying time with friends. Life itself sure has been interesting over the years, but I don't need to write out that novel lol.
Have you been well, I hope?
 
Thank you! :heart: I've been good! I moved to north central Florida the beginning of last year so that's been an adjustment. :LOL: Also, just basically working and enjoying time with friends. Life itself sure has been interesting over the years, but I don't need to write out that novel lol.
Have you been well, I hope?

Good, I'm glad to hear things are going well!

Not too bad here, either. I left Lit for a while myself and came back about a year and a half ago. Some of us old timers are still around. :)
 
Good, I'm glad to hear things are going well!

Not too bad here, either. I left Lit for a while myself and came back about a year and a half ago. Some of us old timers are still around. :)
I'm glad to hear it! And happy to still see some familiar faces. :)
 
Online group presentations should be outlawed in grad school. I’m not paying thousands of dollars to be told by Jenna that my slides don’t have enough words. Shut up, Jenna. Shut the fuck up. 🖕

Grad school was a personal hell for me, too. I was getting an M.A. in English, and I was the only one in there who was an M.A., not an M.S. Ed. So basically, everyone in my classes was a high school English teacher *except* me. You can imagine what being in there with a bunch of know-it-all teachers who spent all day loving the sound of their own voices, then coming to class in the evenings was like.

A lot of the professors were too nice to tell them to shut the fuck up, too, so that just compounded the problem.

Good luck getting everything done!
 
Laughs awkwardly in M.Ed. I’m a Middle School ELA teacher, although now several years since I was in the classroom.

I do know what you mean, though. :)
 
Laughs awkwardly in M.Ed. I’m a Middle School ELA teacher, although now several years since I was in the classroom.

I do know what you mean, though. :)

It wasn't all of them, luckily, but there were enough who did it to make it suuuuuuper-annoying to even go to class. I'm sure you know exactly what I'm talking about, lolololol.
 
I went to a thing with J this weekend. Completely non-kinky, non-sexual event at a private cottage, about 20-25 people there. We only knew the couple who hosted the event and had invited us there.

A lady that I had never seen before in my life sat down next to me and I started talking with her about the Spanish language. J was sitting on the other side of me talking with the host who was sitting next to him. After a while, J stood up and went into the kitchen to get some wine and when he returned, he brought some for me as well and then went on to talk with the host again.

Lady: You’ve clearly trained him well. *wink wink, nudge nudge*
Me: Umm what?
Lady: It’s situations like this when you can see clearly if the training has paid off.

I kind of laughed it off, thought she was joking, and continued our previous conversation about Spanish.

The entertainment portion of the event was about to begin and the host left to play his role as the MC. The lady reached over me to pat J’s thigh and called him a good boy and told me that I should let J “service” other women as well.

I didn’t really know what to say. J looked at her, deadpan, wrapped his arm around my shoulders and told her that she’s been denied service.

The lady left and went to sit on the stairs on the other side of the room and she left the event early.

What a weird, creepy and awkward encounter.
 
Yes, although I get where she is coming from.
You do, care to elaborate? J brings me a glass of wine while he gets one for himself and that’s grounds for patting his leg and calling him “good boy” and telling me I’ve trained him well?

I see that as being polite and being in a relationship. We do things like that for each other all the time without neither of us having been trained to do so by the other person. Isn’t that just common courtesy?
 
Lady: You’ve clearly trained him well. *wink wink, nudge nudge*
That part isn’t totally uncommon, in my experience. It’s usually from people who are at least a bit older than me.
Like J, I do like to use my deadpan look, served with ice as needed.

Following it up like she did is a bit weird, but bringing it back up again later and with J and talking about ”serviceing other ladies” is definitely crossing into weird territory and a clear case of ”That’s a bit to private for me”.
Any chance it could have been a clumsy, jokeing way of asking him to get her a glass of wine too?
Still weird and rude, but not really in the same way.


It’s a bit difficult when you feel the need to ”defend” your man from other women who are crossing a line. I mean, I found it hard to even find the words for that sentence.

Your story kind of made me remember when I first brought Mr Althea with me to my fathers country, to meet family there.
We were at a party at my aunt’s and one of the ladies went on and on to me about what a catch I made and how goodlooking and tall and blond and on and on…
I felt it was over the top already, but I always liked her and just smiled and let it be.
Later he came to me and was confused about what to do with the boisterous, rather drunk redhead who outrageously flirted with him to the point of actually pinching his ass.
Sadly I have to report that 20 year old Iris had no idea how to help him, beyond sticking to him like glue for the rest of the evening, despite the fact that my teen age years were a veritable boot camp for learning to deal with roving hands and setting boundaries without attracting attention.
I’m still not sure I’d come up with a better solution, because the reversed genders confuse me.
 
You do, care to elaborate? J brings me a glass of wine while he gets one for himself and that’s grounds for patting his leg and calling him “good boy” and telling me I’ve trained him well?

I see that as being polite and being in a relationship. We do things like that for each other all the time without neither of us having been trained to do so by the other person. Isn’t that just common courtesy?

You are focusing on a singular event because of the temporal proximity. She sat down next to you on purpose, whether he was going to get wine or not. She was watching your relationship dynamics the second you entered the room. Right cues, wrong interpretation - she interpreted the cues of freedom and control you have as a power dynamic between you two. The wine was a catalyst, not a trigger.

Then again, I can just make up stuff in my mind, who knows.
 
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