I re-activated my SG account after about three and a half years. Things sure have changed around here. I just spent an hour reading all my old blog posts (did they even call them "blogs" back then) from 2004/5. My life is so very different now. I'm living in a new town in a new state with a new job and a new cat. My job is awesome but I need to be a little better about the anonymity now. I'm still a librarian and I still read like a fiend.

The weirdest thing was re-reading all the comments and exchanged with Electra_Descends and Miss_Lady, both of whom are long gone from the site. I wish I could re-connect with them, even just to catch up and then disappear again. I had forgotten how frequently we corresponded there for a while, and we traded sexy pix.

Since that time I dove head first into some serious BDSM. I finally acted on a lot of things I had fantasized about for years -- rope bondage, taking a strap-on up the ass, piercing, the works. There is very little I didn't get to try before the NYPD busted the dungeon I was going to almost a year ago.

It all seems so far away now that I have left NY.

Time for bed.

I re-activated my SG account after about three and a half years. Things sure have changed around here. I just spent an hour reading all my old blog posts (did they even call them "blogs" back then) from 2004/5. My life is so very different now. I'm living in a new town in a new state with a new job and a new cat. My job is awesome but I need to be a little better about the anonymity now. I'm still a librarian and I still read like a fiend.

The weirdest thing was re-reading all the comments and exchanged with Electra_Descends and Miss_Lady, both of whom are long gone from the site. I wish I could re-connect with them, even just to catch up and then disappear again. I had forgotten how frequently we corresponded there for a while, and we traded sexy pix.

Since that time I dove head first into some serious BDSM. I finally acted on a lot of things I had fantasized about for years -- rope bondage, taking a strap-on up the ass, piercing, the works. There is very little I didn't get to try before the NYPD busted the dungeon I was going to almost a year ago.

It all seems so far away now that I have left NY.

Time for bed.