vendredi 30 juillet
Ever so busy today. Rose late, avoided doing washing up (although, since SH falls into the two-hour travel category, and I won't see him this week, must reconsider whether leaving dishes for a fortnight is advisable). Met someone about this book thigamajig, signed contracts.

Then the highlight.
Office Sale. Oh yes. Come to mama.
// posted by belle @ 12:27 PM
jeudi29 juillet
Cities in summertime are not pleasant places to be. The relentless stagnant air, the crowds; I couldn't bear to enter one of my favourite lunch spots because it was heaving with tourists. Loud groups of teenagers with no regard for personal space were pushing into queues in all the shops, taking the last of everything off the shelves, sitting and smoking on all the green spaces everywhere.
For reasons completely unrelated to sex, boys, prostitution or shopping, I was generally tetchy at the world, and this was exacerbated by the city and my inability to escape it. Going down the gym sounded like possibly the worst idea ever. I could walk to the river, I thought, but knew it would be crowded with even more people shouting and shuffling and taking snaps.
On a corner there was an ice cream vendor. Not puffy air-filled 99s - real ice cream. I handed over a pound coin and walked away with a pistachio cone.
{{/usCountry}}On a corner there was an ice cream vendor. Not puffy air-filled 99s - real ice cream. I handed over a pound coin and walked away with a pistachio cone.
{{/usCountry}}And it was heaven. Firm, sweet and cold. I stood at a bus stop and licked until it was gone. The world seemed a better place, nicer, calmer. The taste lingered in my mouth and because I didn't want it to go, I didn't eat anything else last night.
// posted by belle @ 1:31 PM
mercredi 28 juillet
Brief explanation about this entry:
Hands and feet are bound in pairs, with a short bit of the rope between them. Limbs are in front of me, in the air. My back on the bed. SH knelt on the bed, entered me, pulled my legs toward him so they rested with the backs of my calves on one of his shoulders. I sit up slightly, the way the hands and feet were tied it was difficult not to. When he came, he pulled my legs into his body, put his hands around my wrists, and picked me up off the bed. He's still kneeling. He is a lot taller than I am and very strong.
That is how it was done.
No, I won't draw a diagram.
(If there was such widespread difficulty understanding this, I need to upgrade my descriptive abilities before describing anything that has happened between us since.)
// posted by belle @ 1:05 PM
No, no, NO, people. I don't want suggestions on avoiding discomfort using fluffy handcuffs, restraints made from bedsheets, or tea towels over my wrists. If all I wanted was to be rendered immobile I'd start drinking tequila.
The rope burns are the point. There is a reason Belle prefers people who sail.
SH and I quickly discovered that we share complimentary interests, and that he is very good and very experienced in this area. Hey, the man builds his own sex swing. Not a sign of an amateur. I have no doubt that if I didn't want to be marked he would be capable of honouring that request. It is useful to be able to recognise whom you can trust with this and whom you can't. I trust him.
Trust is, of course, the key. Not everyone gets to leave marks on me. Not everyone is capable.
This would be an good segue to writing about physical distress and the people who enjoy it (and ways I have enjoyed it in the past), but I'm sorry to announce it's covered in the book. Let us say it's rather different from teasing and restraint, which is fine in its own right, but just - different. And is a concept, in my experience, people either understand or they don't. Le coeur a ses raisons, etc.
// posted by belle @ 9:41 AM
mardi 27 juillet
The Weekend, a quiz.
1. The weekend just gone, I went to
a) France
b) Flitwick
c) Fulham
correct answer: a
2. On arrival, I was greeted by
a) a committee presenting me with the Légion d'Honneur
b) paparazzi
c) Shower Head
correct answer: c
3. SH gave me, as a gift,
a) a bunch of bright orange daisies
b) a jar of jam he made
c) a sex swing he made
correct answer: all of the above
4. I came back from holiday with
a) a Tour Eiffel paperweight
b) rope burns
c) Lance Armstrong
correct answer: b
5. It has been __________ since I last saw OOP.
a) one week
b) two weeks
c) who cares?
correct answer: a and c
// posted by belle @ 9:55 AM