Tuesday, October 25, 2005
A Rich Life
My husband is a big fucker. I mean, he's really tall and just...big. I've always been attracted to tall men. Since the first day I met him as a freshman in high school, I was drawn to him. Not until we were lab partners as seniors did I start to think of him in more salacious ways. It took another three years after graduation before I ran into him again (yes, in a bar) before we starting dating and decided to act out some of those desires. Another six years and a break up before we realized we were meant to be together and finally got married...almost ten years ago.
In that time, life has been full of fun, saddness, miscarriage, children, fortunes made, fortunes lost, love, addiction, joy, death...all the normal stuff that life can be full of. Sometimes we've pulled away frome eachother, maybe to catch our breath or to gain perspective. In the end, we're always there together, holding hands and tackling things side by side. Partners. For life. Forever.
Thank you, my Darling Husband, for helping me find myself and letting me be who I am meant to be. Thank you for your firm hand and gentle touch. Thank you for helping me figure out what is important and guiding me back to the light. I forgive you for not doing the dishes all the time because you love me and continue to believe in me. I look forward to growing old with you.
posted by Gabby Hey at 8:19 AM
Monday, October 24, 2005
Who's Driving this Train?
He pulled me close this morning as the children ran around us preparing for school. He ever so gently pulled my ponytail back so I was looking into his eyes, and he leaned over and whispered quietly into my ear that I was due for a spanking. He smiled slyly and sent me about my day with a swat on the ass.
OMG, is that a riding crop in the closet? I have so been a bad girl. A very bad girl.
posted by Gabby Hey at 1:00 PM