so wtf?
the boytoy wants us to be exclusive but does not want a relationship...

i checked with my daughter RavenIsis and that's still what a relationship is.
the kid really isn't too bright is he?

still playing with my beautiful boytoy and still bellydancing - have had a couple shows at least since my last post. yesterday was the first saturday that i took off for ages so that the boy and i could hang out in the very rare british sunshine. of course we got out of bed later than planned, but it was worth it...i love it when he thinks he's too tired to come and i prove him wrong with my tongue...we then afternoon on my roof rolling around in the sun workin on our tans.

afterwards we headed to camden, where a group of ugly men (no women of course) decided to ask us if i was his girlfriend or his mother...yup, i am double his age and proud of it, but twas only afterwards when we were walkin away that we though of lots of witty retorts. it was mostly because we were both so surprised at the comment - like it is anyone's business! but anyway, my favourite retort (that i thought of too late) would have been for my boy to say 'yea its my mom, and i fuck your mom too...'

although he reckons he might have had to use some of his cage fighter skillz after that one...

...what witty retorts can you all come up with?
help me please as i don't plan to let this boytoy go so am sure we'll get aLOT of comments.

but seriously -=- do i really look like his mom? (not that that would be a bad thing)

my body is soooo sore...

violently fucking every night/morning and rehearsing turkish romani (gypsy) dance every day for my show on sunday night. the choreography is looking really good and i'm alot happier with me costume than i thought i would be - will hopefully have photos to post as my new baby boy is coming along to photograph the event for me. i've also got to try and find my crap camera to take some backstage dressing room type photos of us girls as those are always nice and interesting.

i really should be asleep now as up again in a few hours to rehearse another number in the morning. its a really nice drum solo choreography...very strong and feminist, based on the symbolism of hathor. again i'm pleased with my costume - have stolen a spangly red crocheted halter top from RavenIsis and have a matching red hip belt that i bought when on tour with her and Jezabel in blackpool

he's now keeping his radio charger here, and comes back 'home' when he has a break during the day...

and we've known each other five days

AND i've had the best sex of my life with him now twice!
i looove being woken up with large firm strong hands spreading my ass apart to slide a gorgeous hard cock in.

he CAME back again today after work...

...i had actually forgotten how fuck off beautiful this baby boy is.

wow - am i one lucky lady right now..



and i didn't believe the psychic when she was spouting the 'you will have a new young lover' bullshit, because i was like - well, yea, no shit...young guys talk to me ALLLL the time, i'm tattooed with huge tits.
but i do think her comment made me more open for when this beautiful baby boy spoke to me on the street...
and damn am i glad.

still feeling all FUCK LUV, but also really warm inside thanks to a new young love in my life...

yes, it seems my puppy helped me find a new PUPPY.

what started out as the usual friday night stroll around the bars with my puggle Elvis, turned into a three day 'date' with the yummiest 25 year old i have seen in as looooong time.

tall, lean, tattooed and pierced with the bluest greeny eyes i've ever seen.
and the most fantastic long cock, but not too long, juuuust right.
(my ex the scando had a dick way too big for anal, not fun)

and he plied me with bottle after bottle of yummy spiced smooth rum...
soo nice for someone to take care of moi for once - it has been ages since i have been spolit sooo damn rotten.
and i loved every moment of it.

FU~CK LUV X

yup, that is basically what my latest little tiny tattoo means...

i also got my lashline tattooed and my eyebrows touched up a bit.
and as i was laying there all numbed up, and couldn't open my eyes and needed to pee it made me realise how hard tis to be blind in an unfamiliar territory. like, i coulda got myself to the toilet if i HAD to, but luckily as i'm really into golden showers, i'm also really good at holding it!!

i've been thinking alot about the blind thing lately.
someone that has been very dear to me for years (and an awesome support lately) lost their sight after a bad motorcycle crash a few years back. we have started to communicate on socnets more and more and it made me realise that there are no alt tags on uploaded imagery...so i've been trying to ensure that my descriptions are more thorough.

so yea, here's a photo of my latest new tattoo
small little brown heart on the middle finger (matches my heart-shaped beauty mark tattoo)
and my tits...JJ-cup.


<3 by cakemix, on Flickr

this might sound strange...

...but feel like i got a bit lost and am now getting back to being me.

when i was with him i got lost taking care of him and trying to ensure he had the best time possible, because with prison hanging over his head i thought it was the least that he deserved. but i didn't realise until i was out of it how much i'd changed.

then after the first incident, i kinda stopped taking care of myself and just drank drank drank to to settle my nerves, stop crying, and just barely function.

this week i am still upset, had my new meds doubled, which makes me sleep - something i have not done since my last night in stockholm...i'm drinking less and training more - my mind and soul may be bruised but my body is going to be hard.

and i am starting to care about the way i look again, so i've been -
tanning
cut my bettie bangs back in (he hated them)
tattooed my eyebrows, heart shaped beauty mark, and friday 13th dagger

here's a photo of what i look like tonight, tired but freshly inked:

hello all

so things have been literally pretty mad since i got back from stockholm.
i'm now in my second week of an enforced 'retreat' and this is my first night back online, trying to get myself used to 'real life' again...

...and right now it still seems to suck.

but at least i still have my tribal fusion bellydance.


Still in costume by cakemix, on Flickr

helloooo stockholm.

as its st patricks day and there is an irish bar a couple streets over here in gamla stan i reackon i will be having alot of guinness and baileys today, unless i do a client. which i should as i need the money because i blew a big wadge at indiska yesterday buying everying black and lacy and in a size small that they had in the shop. was supposed to get some money coming in but its not happened so i am poor but looking pretty pretty. so who is local and wants to join me...

i am looking at you Hoxton

then tomoro is off to vasteras to see the electric boys play.
and maybe get tattooed.
woohoo!