Mood

It is a cruel, ironical art, photography. The dragging of captured moments into the future; moments that should have been allowed to be evaporate into the past; should exist only in memories, glimpsed through the fog of events that came after. Photographs force us to see people before their future weighed them down.

It is good to have an end to journey toward; but it is the journey that matters, in the end.

This from a man who had “Sex, breakfast of champions," embroidered onto his racing overalls. A brave, fearless and very gifted race car driver, James Hunt was also the last great example of the playboy racing driver. He loved women, was a chain smoker, took drugs, was a hard drinker and could never behave properly. For example, the McLaren driver loved to arrive at a very chic Monaco palace in his Porsche 911 bare feet and wearing ridiculously old jeans and a t-shirt. As Jackie Stewart once said it was a time when sex was safe and motor racing dangerous. but while three-time World Champion Jackie Stewart famously abstained from sex a week before a motor race, Hunt would often have sex minutes before climbing into the cockpit.

Often I have consumed the time of the night lasciviously, only to wake up perfectly useful and strong in the morning.

I enter My hotel room after a long day of meetings and find a sissy slave kneeling in front of My bed. “Who are you ?” I yell ...”and how did you get in here?” “Sir, my name is Stella, Sir, ...Master Michael instructed me to wait here for you, Sir !” “Mick sent you sissy ?” “Sir, yes Sir “ “But why...? He knows I’m tired and had a long day ..” “Sir, He wanted me to make you more comfortable Sir. Anything you need Sir ..!” “Anything sissy ?” “Sir, yes Sir! ... i can prepare some food for you Sir, cook you a meal ...or hand wash your clothes and iron them...or clean your room and bathroom Sir !” “That’s it sissy ? Nothing else ..?” “Yes Sir, you can do what you like with me Sir. you can have me deepthroat you Sir, or you can use my pussy if you wish Sir ...you can whip me long and hard to relieve some tension and stress Sir....chain me up and have me kneel all night or present in humiliating poses to amuse you Sir ...anything you want Sir!” “Mike is s good friend sissy ...I’m sure you will be more than just fine. If you do well I might decide to keep you “ “Sir, yes Sir! my Master Michael said that i am for sale Sir if you wish to purchase me. i am to ask for $1850 Sir, that’s how much i cost Sir” “Really, that’s a good price even for an average sissy like you stella. What’s the catch? Are you sick or something ?” “No Sir ! i have been owned as His property and been trained for 8 years Sir. i am a very efficient cook, detail oriented, a meticulous cleaner, orally skilled and able to take a lot of pain Sir ... if you would like to test me Sir !?” “No sissy ...I’m sure you will do. If Mike sent one of his stable sissies then you won’t be bad. How and when should I pay for you ?” “Sir, i am free for 24 hours Sir. you can use me as you wish, no limitations Sir..” “ you already said that you dumb slave..!! I HATE having to repeat Myself sissy !!” “Sir, please forgive me Sir!! This slave is sorry Sir for not paying enough attention Sir. Could i ask You Sir to please punish this sissy slave for her mistake and wasting Your time Sir ..!” I pull out the leather belt from My trousers and shout : “ On your fours slave !! you will take one hundred lashes ..! But before I make you scream tell Me how I should pay for you sissy ?” “Sir, you may pay for me by bank transfer Sir. There is a piece of paper with my Masters BIC and IBAN number in my apron pocket Sir...just use them to transfer the amount on your mobile phone Sir. It shouldn’t take more than a couple of Minutes Sir...if you really wish to buy me Sir ??” “Yeah, why not. I was going to buy a good watch while being here in Switzerland but that can wait. I don’t have a woman or slave at the moment so you will do just fine to work in My residence back home. ........There, done! ....transfer successful. you are Mine now sissy, My property.!!” “Yes Master, thank You Master ..,i am yours to do with as you desire for as long as you desire ...” End ( true story!! ...well, almost ...there is one detail that I amended. Can you guess which ?)

There seems to be this conception that women who desire to follow traditional gender roles and choose homemaking as their career are doing so because they view it as a cute aesthetic or are living out a romanticized fantasy. While this may be the case for some, there are others like myself, who, while they see a lot of beauty and appeal in that lifestyle, truly view it as the way society should function and as a God-given duty - to serve, to invest yourself fully in bringing forth life and loving and nurturing that life, to create a sanctuary where grace and truth and charity abounds. And it is truly a *job* - it is hard, messy, demanding, tiring work. But we see it as rewarding more than any other career, of paramount value - and that is where the joy and beauty of it lies above anything else, above pretty dresses and pink cookware. It is in love - in giving yourself entirely to a family, to another person - and what could be more wonderful than that?