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Cheshire moon grinning in the sky,
My mind is else when; with you,
Grassy scent of rope fills the room,
Limbs straining against bindings,
Heat of your thighs holding me tight,
Your voice growling in my ear,
The sharp edge of teeth biting down,
The aching need

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Woke by myself,
But I was not alone,
Her taste on my lips,
Her scent on my pillow,
By myself but not alone.

Rope

Lines taught across smooth skin.
Braid and knots, Burns and bites.
Pale flesh marked by crimson lines.
Muscles pull on unyielding cord.
I am here I can be no where else.
Your praise in my ear angels sing.

Leather

Surrender to the flame, last act of service.
Simple band, black leather, silver buckle.
Tag with the name you gave back to me.
Icon of our binding, gone with you to ash.

Ride

Dark pierced by beam of light,
Chill night streaming past.
Bike howling her one note song,
Felt through seat not heard.
Golden Earring crooning of love,
Leaning through a gentle turn.
Before the sun climbs the sky,
I will be warm in your arms.

Rain

I stand just out of the nights rain,
Silver darts in pools of yellow.
Your promise around my finger,
Is all I have to warm me.

Ligature Marks

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Originally uploaded by C.A.Sizemore

Did I have fun? Yeah I had a lot of fun.

Saturday's fun

On Saturday Lee Harington taught two classes for TNG-AZ. The first was his Shibari You Can Use. I got tied up and was able tie someone else up, :-D lots of fun. I also bought Lee's book; by the same next two name which I just finished my first read through. The second class was on tickling, yeah, tickling that was even more fun.

After the classes was the play party, I saw lots of fun things I want to try; lashings with floggers and single tails, suspensions, fire play especially fire cupping. The fire cupping left some very pretty marks on the people’s backs.

Lots of fun! I will probably have to shave or wax my back before the fun with fire.

This was my first ever play party, I went only planning on watching and helping with clean up. My partner from the tickling class asked if I wanted to play. She wanted to more practice tying someone up and really liked my reaction to being tickled.
We borrowed some rope from another player and she tied me to a spanking bench. My hands tied together, then to the bench and my legs tied separately to the bench. She did a really good job. I thrashed around a lot!

Good thing that bench was heavy because I wound up sitting on the bench where I had been kneeling, at times the only thing holding me up were the ropes. I lost track of time being tickled. She was evil, ;-) using her hands, breath, and a feather; she had me laughing, giggling, and shrieking. From what I hear I was loud enough to be heard throughout the play space. :-) Oh my god that was way more fun then should be legal.

I had some really nice ligature marks on my wrists see the photo above. They faded rather quickly although my wrists still have a pleasant ache.

So on Sunday I went to Twisted Monks’ web site and placed my first order; a curiosity kit of two 5 meter lengths, and one 10 meter length of natural hemp, and one 5 meter length of the hemp dyed a glorious purple, as a fund raiser for Maori/Aids Life Cycle. I also ordered the Naughty Boys book and requested both sampler sets, next month I may be going to Rainbow Ropes for some MPF or some other rope.

Goodbye '08

First Christmases suck. No on a whole 2008 has sucked! From losing Kelly in May to my accident in October, ’08 has sucked a big one. That is not to say that 2008 did not have some good points. The Twitter Tribe coming together to help me out, becoming a voice on the radio with Slice of Sci-Fi, joining my writers group, starting Phoenix-Polys, and all of the great people I have meet. Deciding to be completely honest about who I am and what I want from life, (still working on that, I guess if I am ever lucky enough to have two partners in my life, I will have to be blatant about it with my family).

But, I would give it all up for one more day with Kelly……… (Nope, no Mephistopheles, yet and I will bargain much harder for my immortal soul ;-).

So what does all this mean; it’s just me bitching about how ’08 sucked and ’09 will hopefully be better. If I have met you or talked to you in that last year online or off please know that I am very grateful for your help. Even if you did not know it at the time you helped me more then you could know.

Blessed Be,
C. A. Sizemore

Poly Meet-up #3 report;

Joy, I am not alone this time and I did not see QoS or KS’s Porno.

Phoenix Poly's third meet-up was a better success then our second, Joy. It was just the two of us but we did have a good time talking about kink and poly in the middle of a mall seams so right and so very wrong at the same time. How good a time, I am so glad you asked; Mall Security kicked us out at 2:30 in the morning. I understand that most people do not want to stay up that late but it’s the weekend for me and I’m a night owl anyway.

So come on out, to the Tempe Market Place on December the 16th, we meet outside the Genghis Grill at about 7pm polytime. It is a great neutral place, you can get almost anything you want to eat or drink. Plus, you don't have to tell the weird guy sitting in front of the Restaurant anything if you don't want to.

P.S.: I’m the dork in the Geek T-shirt playing with his phone.