Unspectacular Quirks

The delectable Tofu tagged me, so how could I refuse?

Here are the rules:

1. Link the person who tagged you

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Power up

I love my cunt. Whether it’s hairy or trimmed; pouting or hidden; quiescent or centre of attention – I just love it.

I love my cunt when I’m showering, soaping it clean (and my lovely bush makes fantastic foaminess). I love my cunt when I get into bed at night and dip my fingers down inside, feeling my warmth and dampness. I love my cunt when my legs are wide apart and it’s exposed to the camera, a lover, myself.

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Saucy Memery

This is Isabella’s Sex Meme. I was tagged by MarcelloNYC.

Here goes:

1. Sex in the Morning or Sex at Night?

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Bottoms up

A good arse is a wonderful thing. Not only does it provide excellent padding for a) sitting on hard surfaces, b) slipping(accidentally) and landing on it, and c) being smacked, it also d) feels good and e) looks good. I think so, anyhow – and it’s my arse!

With one leg canted and my butt tipped up, I’m asking you to cup a cheek, fondle my flesh, and perhaps even slip your fingers further down. Do you like what you find?

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Trimmed

Is it Alanis Morrisette ‘ironic‘, or just bad timing? Despite the adamant bush-love of my previous post, this afternoon I had my pubic hair trimmed.

Trimming is something I do about twice a year, usually in spring and autumn (right now, here in New Zealand, it’s the latter – and getting chilly). Springtime sees a close trim, taking it down to 5-10 mm and giving it the summer to grow out. Autumn’s trim, though, is more relaxed: just neatening up and shortening enough that I’m not catching strands in my underwear elastic!

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Down below

What do you expect to see, the first time you slide my knickers down? Are you anticipating smooth shaven skin and a pouting labia? Or are you hoping for a little continuing mystery – for a chance to search out the treasure nestled in the foliage?

 

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Post-It Booty

I was absolutely delighted to discover today that one of my HNT photos from a few weeks back has been drawn as a Naked Post-It Note!

Post-it note sketch:

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Ten Toes

One of the things I love most about summer (now, sadly fading into autumn) is being barefoot. If I leave the property I’ll still slip on sandals (for work) or jandals (for casual) – the soles of my feet being a tad sensitive – but having my toes free all day long is a marvellous thing.

But … last night my feet were so cold I wore socks to bed. And as I edited these pictures this morning I had my (purple) slippers on.

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Fear of Rejection

Rejection is scary. So scary that some people never take a chance that may lead to being rejected. However, I’m not describing myself – once upon a time, perhaps, but not any more.

These days, rejection is something I’m pretty good with. I don’t like being rejected – I don’t think anyone does, do they? – but I’m not fearful about it. Unfortunately, and to the chagrin of people who’ve asked me, I have no ideahow I went from fearing it to risking it regularly. That, as Adonis wryly commented, is the multi-million dollar book-deal right there.

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