I don’t usually use the blog to talk about what’s going on in my life other than the sex stuff, but you may have noticed, or rather, not have noticed any updates from me for a while. Scrolling down the page I see my previous two posts have been Sinful Sunday entries – Now I don’t tend to use the blog as a photograph journal preferring instead to leave you all salivating for more sparsely scattered offerings of my lovely flesh. I do hope you have all been feeling grateful for those (Insert Snark Alarm here).

Life has barged its way into my writing flow lately. Work and Family Stuff. It has eaten its way into my writing mojo and I have decided that enough is enough and I’m going to fight my way out of the puddle of woe I have been in for far too long. I need to write.

I will write.

This little post is my re-entry into that wonderful world of blogging that has had to suffer from my neglect for the past month or so.

Things got so bad last week, that I took a hiatus from Twitter – something I’ve not done before. Only for a week, and it was what I needed to come to terms with some of the shit that has been flung in my direction, or rather – my family’s direction – of late. Thank you so much to all the lovely ones who have sent me DMs and other messages of support and well wishes. I read every one with added faith in my heart and every single character helped to bolster me through this. Life is still hard for The Family, and I’m finding it difficult to deal with as I’m further away from the emotional epicentre of it all where most of my family are located in the hometown. Lost and helpless are words I’ve been identifying with.

But as I said, I’m going to kick this bitch of depression in the arse. And writing will help.

In the week I met up with the absolutely wonderful Jilly, Twist, and Innocent Loverboy for whom I put the brave face on. One thing I am good at is the whole compartmentalising of my personalities and my emotions. Something I mentioned briefly to them. But they were a wonderful distraction – Twist leaving with a little special present of one of my exclusive ‘business cards’. I only had 15 of those printed and give them to special ones I meet who leave an impression on me, and Twist is a star (of course, Jilly and ILB are as well – and I’m sure I’ve given them one too…hassle me, you guys, if I haven’t and you’d like one!).

I know this post isn’t really going anywhere but it is a start for me to get back on those smutty tracks that lead to reports of debauchery and kink.

Speaking of which, my emotional upset occurred before I could Christen my new underwear bought from the Agent Provocateur sales. I have been lusting after these for quite some time and shall be giving them their due smutty respects this evening.

Ladies and Gentleman, Minxes and Rogues – The Lady is back.

Hell. Yeah.