Sunday, December 10, 2006

I love shopping!

Just got back from an afternoon at the new Westfield Mall in SF...I love it there, and trust me, I am choosy about mall's, for the most part I hate them. But then, this is a westfield mall and they are always the best...and not just because I have owned stock in the company for the past 10 years!

Anyway, it's almost my b'day and hubby never knows what to get me so we generally go shopping for a couple of hours where I point out lots of things and he buys them...then he usually has enough to cover B'day and Xmas. Sure, it means I don;t really get any surprises but I am so damned picky that it's better this way...I am guaranteed things that I like/live and most importanly will use. I also picked up his last present for Xmas, now I am all done with his shopping. Next, the in-laws, now that is always a tricky one.

Not sure if I'm inviting anyone but family for Xmas yet. Thanksgiving had 12 people which was large but manageable. Nice to know we can;t invite more than that because we only have 12 chairs LOL!

I always cook Xmas, basically we either have to have it in Australia or we have to do it the Australian way here: lobster, turky and ham with roasted potatoes, roasted pumpkin and corn on the cob...YUM! Oh, and all handmade desserts: chocolate trifle, chocolate ripple cake and a pavlova with strawberries...my mouth is watering just thinking about it!

Take care,
Chanta

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Chanta -

I accidentally saw one of your videos while surfing the Internet for studies about bondage, as part of an effort to better understand a dear friend of mine who is a lesbian submissive. I think it's safe to say that while I've seen run-of-the-mill pornography over the years, I've never seen anything quite like that.

Simply put, it was the most powerful sexual image I had ever seen or experienced. I am a straight male, with no real "fetish" or other unusual sexual interests, but the sight of the sex between you and one of your submissives just burned a hole in my brain and moved me to an extent that, I am shocked to say and embarrassed to admit, I feel that I have seen beauty itself expressed in some way I hadn't thought possible.

I don't know if it was the power relationship or the intesely angelic expression on your "bitch's" expression when she came to orgasm, but it was by far and away the most powerful sexual feeling I have ever felt in response to it.

Does that make me unusual? A pervert? Someone with issues? Or a fellow soul who sees the sublime beauty in rendering such wonderfully sexual creatures in a state of helpless pleasure?

I suspect I'll never know. And I think I found out something along the way about my friend: while I am not submissive (no, not me...I'm *much* more inclined to your role) I suspect that my awkwardness with my old friend is for an entirely unsuspected reason: I envy her the world of experimentation in which she can walk and is an object of desire.

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