Failing... on so many levels

The eyelids cranked open a scant measure to see how light it was. And to see where He was... smart prey always checks for predators before making a move. See mornings need to be treated with care around here, otherwise you find yourself separated from morning mouse. Unfortunately He sensed that one was awake. A hand clamped around a wrist that was foolishly left above the head and one was wrestled against Him and his hard on.

You know for the record the arse presents no defence against such incursions. A fact that one did mention along with expressing how much one hated certain body parts for their lack of protection...

Umm... when women say "I hate my X" that's not what they normally mean is it?

Oh well, failed girl 101 again L

In an effort to cheer one up He toddled off, with one small slave in tow, to a local department store in an endeavour to find a rather specific shade of red stocking to go with a skirt. As we drove along there was a fascinating series of interviews on the radio about with an assortment of female authors and directors discussing their works in dealing with female sexuality. It was the last author Nikki Gemmell that caught one's attention the most as she discussed her latest book I Take You, which is a modern retelling of Lady Chatterley's Lover. 

She discussed that what kept her character in the submissively sexual relationship with her husband was not social mores, but a ridiculous level of wealth that cocooned her from the outside world. In that highly insulated world she of course falls in lust with the gardener and...

That love affair teaches her to get in touch with her more natural, earthy, sexuality. A sexuality that is filled with a tenderness that is lacking in our post 50 Shades of Grey world. It is sexuality where she is not the passive person who delights in pleasing her partner, but a woman who explores needs of her own...

It was amazing how in that short sentence the author managed to negate those of us who are quite happy to do that very thing; to please our partners. It's that bloody word "natural" because we, who do not prefer our sexual experiences to be that way, are by default automatically outside of it and are therefore unnatural.

Oh well failed normal sexuality 101 as well

Adding insult to injury one scampered in late to a doctor's appointment to find out that the cholesterol levels were still escalating and that there is nothing left to do but go on medication. The new doctor was in fact most insistent. A suggestion that one was most reluctant to consider given that that medication will probably knock one flat on the arse 'cos the body unusually responds poorly to meds of any kind.

He brightly suggested, as we arrived back home, that one go on it during our holiday so there would be time to adjust

So failed health 101 and pleasant holiday prospects too...

Honestly on days like this one should have just stayed in bed playing possum L