Life on the River
Wednesday 3 April 2024
"I guess what I mean is sometimes I don't know what or who we are. Days I feel like a human being, while other days I feel more like a sound. I touch the world not as myself but as an echo of who I was. Can you hear me yet? Can you read me?"
Femininity suits me. It’s all I am. All I can be.
My husband knows this look. I’m hot and horny and want to be fucked like a whore.
Beautiful housewife by day, but naughty whore by night. All for my husband. He’s my everything.
I feel so powerful, as a woman. But even so, I know my body is programmed to submit to cock.
I love to feel pretty. Girly. Feminine. Sexy.
I love to feel pretty. Girly. Feminine. Sexy.
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I'm really missing wearing nylon
The person connected to the person that caught this said….. The person that captured this a few years ago hence the picture quality (sorry) Caught it at the Basin Park Hotel in Eureka Springs, Arkansas. It’s a very old hotel. This picture was sent to me by a bartender that works there. She took the one of what we believe to be a little kid looking down the corridor at them. The reason it was taken was due to the fact that reports were made and things were heard but capturing things on film became a priority so we could prove we were not imagining things.
We Opened Pandora's Box
Now there's no going back. The drive towards effeminacy is very strong.
Desperate Choices
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