You'd never guess. Or maybe you would. Then again, maybe I don't even really
know until I take a peek. Anything's possible in this household where porn
pretty much lies around every corner. Sometimes, I even forget that somewhere in
the world, a man actually has to hide his dirty mags from his spouse or a
woman's secretive about her vibrating pal stored bedside...
Not here! Everything's out in the open and on display.
There aren't kids roaming around to worry about... though, the new kitty
did show up in the middle of the living room with an empty condom wrapper in his
mouth the other day that he must've found in some corner of the apartment... and
even the parents are too far away to just pop in for a visit. So, the naughty
photos of each other don't ever have to come off the walls, and the alphabetized
porn mags never have to be pulled from the shelves. Our friends know what to
expect when they visit, and I bet some of them really look forward to it.
I started digging through my underwear drawer after checking in on my pal Buzz's blog,
From Cowpies to
Sandflies. His latest post,
"Stolen from Randi," includes his own personal reply to one of the more
interesting blogger memes I've come across. I couldn't even answer some of the
questions for myself... not without going on a curiosity-driven scavenger hunt
in my own home. So, I knew it'd be fun to discover my own replies and share them
with all of you.
Here are few interesting facts about my world...
- What's in my wallet? That'd be my teeny
tiny little
black leather purse that I'm sometimes forced to carry (I hate carrying
stuff!)... Besides the usual credit cards, ID, cash, keys, phone... I have
some double-sided TaraTainton.com/Tara's Naughty Shop biz cards in there. I
keep thinking it'd be fun to sprinkle them around town randomly, like on
folks' windshields in the parking lot when I'm out running errands, but I've
never actually done that.
- What's under my bed? There is the container
of winter clothes I'll never need out here in Vegas and even a DSL modem I
don't need anymore after switching to that much more reliable cable internet
service. And a very large stack of dirty magazines. Must've been left there
by my live-in lover for his own private purposes when he thinks he's not
getting enough attention from me.
And it's not a stack of the lame, softcore stuff. I see a few issues of
Barely Legal, Leg Sex,
Leg Show, Uncensored, Club Confidential, and Unzipped. Wait a
minute! A gay mag? How'd that get there??
- What's on that "way top shelf or very far back
corner" of my closet? Lingerie of course! All the necessary erotic
role playing costume accoutrements, such as red ribbon for the schoolgirl's
pigtails or the ruffled white undies peeking beneath the French maid's
mini dress or even a pair of fake librarian-style glasses. And there are
the stockings, garters, garter belts, and all the matching stuff that goes
with the variety of corsets in my collection. Speaking of which... I should
pull them out for Half-Nekkid Thursday photos, right?
- What's in my underwear drawer? Nothing but
undies, lots and lots of 'em. There's just one pair of full coverage white
cotton undies that the good schoolgirl wears when she's out to play, lots of
lacey boy-cut knickers in a variety of colors from
Victoria's Secret and Frederick's of Hollywood, and zillions of
g-strings... some of
my favorites from Tara's Naughty Shop, all the tiny satin ones that
match my various corsets, a few of the
itty bittiest variety ordered from Wicked Weasel, and wide variety of
the standard cotton variety.
I can even remember the special sexual occasions on which many of them were
introduced to a lover's view... my red and black g-string printed with "What
took you so long?" was broken in by a particular Aussie lover I had to flirt
with wholeheartedly for a full two days and nights before he finally made
his move.
- What's in the trunk of my car? Armor All...
not the bottle, just the liquid. Casualty of a hot trunk on the last road
trip to southern California.
- What color is the underwear I'm wearing right
now? I'm not wearing any! I look just like
this.
- Do I have a super secret hiding place and what's
in it? I have a zillion hiding places... cause a certain someone (not
me) isn't too good with hanging onto money. But at the moment, there's none
to hide.
- Do I feel guilty about something right now and if
so, what? Not right this second, but if I think back to the last week
or so, there is something I wouldn't want to tell my lover... For an entire
week recently I was completely consumed by - absolutely obsessed
- with fantasies about my first love. Something triggered them, a movie we
once watched together as teens, I think, and it took a week for his image to
finally fade from my mind. Boy, that week was fun!
- What is the most embarrassing thing in my room
right now? I don't know... is the vibrator collection embarrassing? Or
the framed photo of me sucking my lover's cock that's hanging above the bed?
My recently tousled bed covers? The anal toys in my bedside cabinet? I
suppose if a man of the cloth came over to visit, they might cause me to
blush a bit.
- Have I done something recently I hope no one finds
out about? Um, no. I'm an open book!
- What is my last thought before I fall asleep at
night? My lover's cock is so very soft...
- How long have those leftovers been in my fridge?
Not more than two days! I'm a gourmet cook.... I'm lucky if
anything's left for me to eat again after my lover's midnight snacking.
- If someone confiscated my computer and took a look
around, what would he find? Shitloads of nude and erotic digital
photos, mostly of me, some of my lover. Even a full frontal photo of one of
my former fuck buddies. You know, that photo I promised to get rid of once
he and I ever stopped seeing each other... And a few soft and hardcore home
videos too!
- Do I sleep with anything? Just my birthday
suit, a nude man, and one Siamese kitty that won't stop touching noses with
me in the middle of the night after I finally fall asleep!
- What is my midnight snack weakness? Does
semen count as a snack?
- Have I ever shoplifted? Absolutely not. I
guess nothing ever tempted me enough.
- Have I ever vandalized anything? Hell
yeah... by means of carving my initials into trees as a kid or writing them
on public property.
- Have I ever danced with the devil in the pale
moonlight? All the time!
- What do I wait until no one is looking to do?
Touch myself. I just need touching down there.
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