The Phone Courtesan


Spring 2013
March 20, 2013, 10:19 am
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It is sure a slow start to spring!

Or perhaps I am overly anxious for it. I feel more than my usual need for the smell of the earth, gardening, lawn mowing, warm rains, flowers blooming in my gardens, fresh veggies and fruits to pick . . . oh my. I need to slow down lest, I get too out of control. We wouldn’t want that now, would we? : )

Now if we are honest, spring is the awakening time for a lot of things. Not only does our earth awake from its long hibernating slumber, but my dear so do we. Our bodies, our rejuvenation of our minds and emotions, and our energy levels. I find that as the plants stretch to reach towards the sun, so do we. We ache for the warmth on our skin, now so grossly put as the need of Vit D. I prefer to have my skin kissed by the sun, lightly.

Last week I saw six robins!!

Less clothing, and more hard work in the yards. That is what I am hungry for.

Happy Spring!! I hope where ever you are, you are beginning to see signs of life.

Now wake up. Enjoy how your beautiful cock is responding to the want of life again, after such a cold and confining winter. : ) Masturbate. Enjoy that feeling of heat, surging through you. It not only feels good physically, remember it rejuvenates the soul. Enjoy!

And, I will look forward to having you.



Sun Dresses
June 13, 2011, 9:10 am
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I love sun dresses. Even more so then wearing dresses in the winter. It is hot outside, they flow around your body, and I am, more inclined to not wear my bra and yes – most of the time not even my panties.

I love the thought of how easily accessible everything is for a peek, a light touch or for me to tease you with.

However, I need to hit the stair master even more. While I love jiggles and a womanly body, I have enjoyed far too much food this last winter.

I am off to work in the garden – yes in a sun dress – and yes – nothing underneath.

I love sun dresses.



Everything’s Coming Up . . .
May 31, 2011, 7:59 pm
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. . . well, no roses, but lots of kale, spinach, lettuce, beans, onions and tons of other veggies and herbs.

Yes, I was speaking of the garden, as it is my sanctuary. However, being the month of May full of extra masturbation, I am hopeful that other things popped up too – for some sunshine, fresh air and a good flexing of the muscles. Yes, I do mean your cock.

Being as this is a blog used primarily for sexual thoughts, I suspect thoughts of gardening are not high on the list. But, as I have written before, I find gardening very sensual and erotic. So, here are some sexy pictures.



Making Things Grow
May 25, 2008, 7:30 pm
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The month of May.

I love gardening.

The flowers are blooming, the garden beds need to be prepared, the springtime smells, lawns mowed, the rainy days, the warm sunshine to bask in . . . and the earth is renewed.

I have immersed myself in my garden these last few weeks. I have vegetables – five kinds of lettuce, radishes, peppers, pumpkins, tomatillos, tons of tomatoes – tumblers – red and yellow, patio and grape, green beans and sugar snap peas. I have fruits – the blueberries bushes and raspberries I planted last year, all have berries on them! Alas, my apple tree I am afraid may have been stalled this year from our last surprise freeze. I do so enjoy the smells and flavors from my herb garden. I have lavender, fennel, dill, chives, garlic, basil, rosemary, lemon and plain thyme, cilantro and parsley.

Everything planted requires a combination of ingredients to grow well. The rich dark soil is full of nutrients, top soils, compost and fertilizers. The water, or best yet, the rain. Shade and sunshine. And of course, constant care and tending.

Mary, Mary, quite contrary,
How does your garden grow?
With silver bells and cockle shells,
And pretty maids all in a row.

This is one version that did keep running through my head as I worked the earth. However, we all know that many nursery rhymes come to us with their own sometimes strange and sadistic backgrounds of history. I assure you I do not picture myself as ‘Bloody Mary’ – unless of course you beg for that. : )

Instead, I fancy that you are the owner of the seed. You all ready have the kind of seed picked out, and it just needs to be planted in my soil. I am where you can bury your roots. I will nurture, guide, protect and care for that seeds development. All seeds grow at their own pace. I will help you ground your roots securely. I will help you to stretch and grow, upward and outward.

I will make you ache to be picked.

Making things grow . . . I do love gardening.