Bound Into Bloom beneath Panthera’s Bite
A short story written by my little Twink based on our playtime's together. I adore when he writes me stories so thought I would share this one. Chapter 1She returned every month. Like a lunar cycle, like a black tide in his sleep.Once a month, Nicolas found himself trapped in a dream that left very…
Playing authentically
In recent years, the more I have learned about myself the more I have come to realise that play is so intrinsically linked to who I am, it must be real. Real energy exchange, real interactions, real humanity. The Japanese have a concept “Ichi-go ichi-e” which is the cultural concept of treasuring the unrepeatable nature…
Her bunny for a week
Surrendering control of my own volition I knelt quietly and eagerly in the collaring position I Immediately enthralled by Her presence, the rose and Her gleaming smile at the airport I felt all my nerves dissipate. The baggage worries and fears that I would let Her down before even meeting Her all seemed irrelevant at…
Time of the month
Click here if you'd like to watch/hear me read this memoir rather than read it. The table laid. Dinner ready. Date night was upon us. This week had been nothing but treacherous and i was quite ready for an evening of romance and a weekend spent curled up with my beloved. Much to my surprise…