Wednesday, 24 August 2016

On his lap - pleasure or pain?

This is a classic pose. The woman is waiting in a very open pose. A pose where she is helpless. For punishment? No, she can get away any minute she wants to. For pleasure? Perhaps, she will enjoy the warm feeling on her buttocks and thighs. For love? I like to think so.

Tuesday, 23 August 2016

On his lap - affection

To have a girl on your lap can be a wonderful exciting experience. This week a few different poses of a woman on a man's lap. Each with different emotions, different feelings.

We start with love. That special bond between the one without clothes with the fully clothed. The one that is holding her hand obedient on her back and the one that cherishes her adherence. What more trust is there than to lay your head on his lap, so he can softly, lovingly can stroke your hair?

Monday, 22 August 2016

Virtovian male and Vitrovian bound female

What made this picture by Leonardo da Vinci inspired by Vitruvius world famous? Because in 1490 - give or take a few years - Da Vinci showed the proportions of a man for the first time so distinct.
Vitruvius found out that:

For the human body is so designed by nature that the face, from the chin to the top of the forehead and the lowest roots of the hair, is a tenth part of the whole height; the open hand from the wrist to the tip of the middle finger is just the same; the head from the chin to the crown is an eighth, and with the neck and shoulder from the top of the breast to the lowest roots of the hair is a sixth; from the middle of the breast to the summit of the crown is a fourth. If we take the height of the face itself, the distance from the bottom of the chin to the under side of the nostrils is one third of it; the nose from the under side of the nostrils to a line between the eyebrows is the same; from there to the lowest roots of the hair is also a third, comprising the forehead. The length of the foot is one sixth of the height of the body; of the forearm, one fourth; and the breadth of the breast is also one fourth. The other members, too, have their own symmetrical proportions, and it was by employing them that the famous painters and sculptors of antiquity attained to great and endless renown.

Similarly, in the members of a temple there ought to be the greatest harmony in the symmetrical relations of the different parts to the general magnitude of the whole. Then again, in the human body the central point is naturally the navel. For if a man be placed flat on his back, with his hands and feet extended, and a pair of compasses centred at his navel, the fingers and toes of his two hands and feet will touch the circumference of a circle described therefrom. And just as the human body yields a circular outline, so too a square figure may be found from it. For if we measure the distance from the soles of the feet to the top of the head, and then apply that measure to the outstretched arms, the breadth will be found to be the same as the height, as in the case of plane surfaces which are perfectly square.
Source: Wikipedia

What made me remember the famous Da Vinci painting? Was it a wonderful art book full of the mysterious and interesting drawings of Da Vinci? No. Was it a book by Dan Brown perhaps? No. It was this picture of a Vitrovian female. How wonderful to have not only a male in proportion, but a female as well.

I like this one as much as the Da Vinci.

Saturday, 20 August 2016


Funny you should mention lipstick. Sometimes I have my Pet write a message on her belly from me. Nothing degrading like in some pictures I've seen, and what she writes exactly is not relevant, but it indicates that she is mine. It makes her feel good to feel it on her belly. It makes me feel great.

A tattoo, a permanent marker or a pen can't beat a simple lipstick.

Friday, 19 August 2016

Well drawn

I think I've posted this before, but when we were last week in Driebergen (see Google maps location under this post) we saw this and I said to my loved one:
I want to reproduce this in our garden:

It just made me think of the poem by John 'O Mill in Dutch, I will translate as best as I can:

In Conneticut
in een waterput
verdronk mijn tante Eefje
nog jaren later
dronk m'n oom 't water
uitsluitend door een zeefje.

In Connecticut
in a draw-well
drowned my aunt Eefje
even years later
my uncle refused to drink the water

that wasn't poured through a strainer.

Stormy weather 2

Thursday, 18 August 2016

September TMI

Do you keep a journal? There are many, many sites that have each month a prompt to start your journal with. I chose this "Journal prompt" for next month. The questions are all personal, and maybe a bit too much information. Zoom out if you want to.
In the last three weeks of September is my Holiday planned. So I'm planning my blog posts in advance. Our rented cottage has no Wifi I think so I won't be able to respond, but it's nice to have my blog posts ready. So... brace yourself for some TMI.

Wednesday, 17 August 2016

2016-32 Appy

Some of you might have noticed that my friend Appy over at Desired submission has not written his weekly journal. That in itself is extraordinary because since 2011 he didn't miss a weekly post. Appy has been part of the blogging community since 2007. His title of posting, year, week number has always made me smile. When I commented on it, he wrote back in his dry humour: You have discovered the bookkeeper in me, didn't you?

I first met Appy when he encouraged me to keep on blogging, and followed my blog since almost my first post. Since than we have written each other regularly and met a few times to talk about life and love and all things that matter to us. I have never met a more kind man than Appy. Some people have kindness in their genes, and you don't come across many people that have a gentle and friendly character. Appy is helping other people without expecting something in return. And how many people do you know that have that? I can only speak for myself, but I can count them on one hand. So he is a special man, and we've learned to know him in his blog posts, and I've been fortunate enough to actually meet the man.

He wouldn't want me to write this about him, because he's a very modest, down to earth man. But we need to say these things out loud, because one never knows what will happen tomorrow. Anyway, Appy has been "under the weather" for a few weeks. His leg wound that wouldn't close has been troubling him for weeks. Doctors played a little ping-pong what should do something about it and how. His general practitioner referred him to make an x-ray of his lungs. And in the beginning of August a CT-scan. He had to stay a day in hospital to make it happen. Appy was very tired after this day, and have been tired since. The CT-scan indicated that there were things that do not belong there, in his lungs and other organs as well. Yesterday he got a very painful liver biopsy to find out what the nature was of these small things in this body. Appy wrote a letter to his friends about his biopsy, and said he gets tired from all things, including writing a letter.

So this is a time for him of uncertainty, pain and discomfort. He's in his own self-effacing sober minded self, tones it down, but he is in pain nonetheless. I'm sure he wants all of you to know that his beloved (above all else), is taking very, very good care of him. I hope to see him in a week or so, after he has got the results of the biopsy.

The man that is always helped others needs your help now. I hope you will all include him in your prayers and thoughts. As he reads his Ipad regularly he could use a little support from you all. A warm email, an e-card (his public e-mailadress is ) or just a comment on his blog or this post would do him a world of good, surely.
Please understand that he might not be able to respond to your messages, but to know that people have him in their hearts might not be what the doctor ordered, but I'm sure he will appreciate very much.

As soon as I know more about his health situation, I will let you know. I hope he will be able to tell you all himself, in a 2016-?? post. I hope he will. But if he can't, I will keep you informed, after consulting Appy first of course.

I would love it if other bloggers Appy knows well, or they know him well (as he knows far more bloggers than I do), would send them their support. So if you know any of them, kindly forward them my message as well.

Thank you all in advance.

Wedding night?

Is it a wedding dress? Maybe. Could be.
Let us imagine it is. Married one day. Evening. Hands on her back. Of her own free will. Nothing binds them together except her will to please her new husband. On her knees, legs as far apart as she can. Her pearls coming free from her chest as she bends over, showing some of her hidden pearls as well. As she bends over for what? His caress? What is waiting for her on her wedding night? She is in the blind...

But the look on her face is no fear for what he will do. It is pure, unadulterated, unblemished love.
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