Say goodbye to that ass, ladies and gentlemen. I'm officially on a diet.
Really though, I doubt my ass is going anywhere. I was 107 pounds in high school and my ass is pretty much the same size now as it was then. I just got great pin-up ass genes, I guess. :)

I just got done doing yoga and I feel fantastic. I had forgotten what an invigorating workout power yoga is - how I can feel tired and energized at the same time after completing even 20 minutes. Tonight it's strip aerobics and another round of yoga, either before or after I clean up and study the mother of all genetics' exam that I have one week from today. I'm just a busy little bee these days! :)

Bear and I have been doing better lately. I'm trying this new technique called talking about my feelings when I'm having them. I know, I know. Totally foreign, so let me explain. When I feel something (fear, anger, etc.), I tell him. I don't wait a few hours or a week and let it blow up. I tell him then. It seems to be working alright. ;) I just bought him a Xmas present too, which means that his ban on buying me gifts is up. Oh, and if anyone would like to buy me a gift, you can get me this or this. Medium please! ;)

I also have been a little bit more honest with him about my sexual tastes. We had great sex last night - it was so much D/s as it was play rape, sort of. I like to be hurt and forced, more than calling him "sir" and complying. I think every man in our culture today has some sort of issue with that, but he's been so good about giving me what I want that I barely see any of that left in him. Probably every man would agree that watching a girl grimace in pain while telling you "no" would make you at least think twice about continuing, but he soldiered on. It hurt, and I loved it. I didn't orgasm (I usually don't in that sort of situation), but it's not about the end result. It's about all that fabulous middle stuff. ;)

So, I'm off to work. Tired, energized, fucked raw. Lovely.

This entry was posted by Mellie, on Monday, November 07, 2005.