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Wednesday, June 28, 2006
Current mood: silly

[this post includes replies that were made via MySpace]

I would just like to tell my breasts how much I appreciate them.

When I first got breasts, I was so happy with them. I felt myself up every night. How wonderful and warm and squeezable!

When I first moved to California and didn’t have a boyfriend, I remember lying in bed with two handfuls thinking “This is a waste — two nice breasts and no one here to enjoy them!”

I was just in the shower and realized, hey, I still love these breasts! They’re a blast to soap up. They’re size D now so I can’t grab all of ‘em, but I do my best. Thank goodness Jon has bigger hands than I do.

Ok that’s my soliloquy about my breasts. LOL!

10:52 AM - 16 Comments - 13 Kudos

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Charlzm

Lorelei,

I don’t know if you’ve covered this anywhere, I hope I’m not making a fool of myself by being wrong in my observations and if it’s too personal, then by all means don’t answer, but…

why did you decide to go for the augmentation? I for one can say I thought your breasts were just fine all along.

Posted by Charlzm on Wednesday, June 28, 2006 at 11:10 AM

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Lorelei

Oh good lord! ROFL!

When I was in high school my breasts were B cups.

By my 30s they were C cups.

I’m in my 40s, have gained a little more weight, and now they’re D cups.

No doctoring was necessary.

Posted by Lorelei on Wednesday, June 28, 2006 at 11:15 AM

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Charlzm

Color me embarrassed, then. I saw the increase from the Kristine Imboch days through to current photos and just assumed the increase must have been… unnatural.

Pardon me if I offended.

There are just so many augmentations out there that, without evidence to the contrary, I just assume most any woman in the adult industry with larger than B cups has probably gone under the knife.

Oops.

Posted by Charlzm on Wednesday, June 28, 2006 at 12:05 PM

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Pete Puma

And a lovely soliloquy it is! Your breasts are indeed a wonderful sight to behold. Jon is one lucky fellow! No doubt about that!

Posted by Pete Puma on Wednesday, June 28, 2006 at 11:12 AM

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BBQ

Hi Lorelei,

I just want to say that I love your breasts too. Infact, I love all of you.

Posted by BBQ on Wednesday, June 28, 2006 at 12:48 PM

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Tess

In honor of your breasts I have made a donation here http://www.komen.org/ It is the home page of the Susan G. Koman Breast Cancer Foundation. Like you, I love mine, and I intend to help to make sure we all have ours for all our lives…

Tess

Posted by Tess on Wednesday, June 28, 2006 at 4:17 PM

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Richard

As you’re no doubt noticing, everybody else seems to appreciate your breasts too. I’ve been a longtime fan.

One of the unfair aspects of life is that you can do an ode to your breasts and it comes across as cute and funny.

If a guy were to write a soliloquy about his penis, it would be seen as crass and egotistical. For all I know, I could have been named for mine if my parents had seen some potential in the infant they saw. I don’t really know why “Dick” became a nickname for “Richard”. The letter “R” sounds a lot different than the letter “D”. The most famous Richard is the medieval king, Richard the Lionhearted. Maybe he didn’t earn the title “lionhearted” solely for the lion’s heart. I can’t really say that I play with it. Most of the time, it’s just in the way and playing the morning ritual of “avoid the zipper”. Although it does allow me to write my name in the snow, that’s a feat which has very little demand in the real world.

Unfortunately, the penis has a bad reputation and is viewed by society as an awful thing. It’s covered up as much as possible whereas breasts are prominently and publicly on display. Entire industries exist to enhance and show off breasts. Women can enjoy looking at breasts as much as guys do, but the same cannot be said about the lowly male member.

There’s no question that breasts are enjoyed by many. In this politically correct society, men are not supposed to notice them. A woman can wear a padded bra that thrusts them forward and pushes them together. She can wear a low cut top that draws attention to them. Yet, men are not supposed to look. How can we not? I try not to stare at a woman’s breasts. I know it’s impolite. I know that they are not the measure of a woman’s character. Yet, there they are. I try to look away, yet they keep drawing my gaze back. I try to get my eyes out of there, but they keep pulling me back.

Anyway, I’m happy to hear that you’re in a silly mood. If you ever hear of a good bargain on a used time machine, let me know. I’d like to go back in time to that period when you were alone in Cali.

Now, excuse me while I try to see if there’s a Breastaholics Anonymous in my town.

Posted by Richard on Wednesday, June 28, 2006 at 5:46 PM

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Richard

Oh well, it doesn’t appear that I’ll be penning that masterpiece. Unlike breasts, which are primarily composed of fatty tissue, the lowly penis isn’t and gains no benefit from increased weight. In fact, the poor little bugger only shrinks a bit with age. When a woman puts on weight, some of it goes into the fatty tissue of the breasts, making them larger. If Lorelei could somehow bottle whatever it is about her physiognomy that channeled half her weight gain into her breasts, she’d never have to worry about money again. Of course, if that could happen, plastic surgeons would be taking a hit contract out on her. The last thing they want to see is a natural means to move fat from a woman’s body to her breasts resulting in larger breasts and less body fat, killing two of their profitable surgical procedures.

Even if my penis were fortunate enough to grow more impressive with age, I doubt that I’d want to talk about it. I’d rather talk about breasts any day of the week. After all, I don’t have them. It’s just as well I don’t have breasts. If I did, I’d never leave the house.

At least there’s one woman who won’t beat me up for staring inappropriately. Is copious drooling okay?

signed
A notorious fan

Posted by Richard on Friday, June 30, 2006 at 4:29 PM

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Duct Tape Messiah

Never met a pair I didn’t like. No such thing as too big or too small regardless or what people think. What is the size of a perfect breast, you may well ask? so long as it reach from the woman’s chest to my lips or the ends of my fingers, it’s picture perfect.

Posted by Duct Tape Messiah on Wednesday, June 28, 2006 at 7:58 PM

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Richard

Oh drat…now I’m getting breast envy.

Posted by Richard on Thursday, June 29, 2006 at 3:35 PM

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Feeling No Pain

your breasts and nipples are very nice
thank you

Posted by Feeling No Pain on Saturday, July 08, 2006 at 5:54 AM

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Richard

A&E has a two-hour documentary tonight (and repeated much later in the wee hours) on Cleavage.

I’ll be thinking about you.

Posted by Richard on Friday, July 21, 2006 at 5:26 PM

Thursday, June 08, 2006
Current mood: annoyed

[this post includes replies that were added on MySpace]

Someone called me “sweetheart” today and it reminded me once again of a pet peeve.

Over the years I’ve occasionally run into men who will call me honey, darling, sweetheart, babe, stuff like that… all sorts of nicknames that I expect from a boyfriend or husband, but not from a male acquaintance or a stranger.

One guy did it for a long time — someone who was renting the studio every month — and I tolerated it because I needed the money and didn’t want to make waves, even though being talked to like a bedmate made me squirmingly uncomfortable. Finally he called me an endearment in front of my boyfriend, and it was time to say something.

Whenever I say that men shouldn’t do this, they always think I’m overreacting. They say it doesn’t mean anything and it’s not meant to be sexist or territorial or demeaning etc.

But here’s what I think of it. I have never, ever seen any of these guys call some other guy they just met “sweetheart”. That means the namecalling is gender based — it’s sexist. If they’re not my boyfriend or my husband, I don’t think it’s appropriate for them to be addressing me with a sexual/gender pet name. I’m not their pet.

How would one of these guys feel if some man had just met them and started calling them Sweetie? Wouldn’t they feel a little uncomfortable? Yes? Then how come I’m supposed to feel perfectly comfortable with it? I’m no more interested in being their Sweetie, than they want to be the Sweetie of some guy they’ve just met…

I’d like to hear from other women about this.

2:02 PM - 10 Comments - 5 Kudos

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cyber_tease

I’ve known men who would react aggressively, perhaps violently, to being called “sweetie” or “darling” by another man. Because they would interpret it as a form of unwelcome sexual overture, and an inference of their sexuality. Yeah, you could say they find it uncomfortable and offensive, emasculating even.

In my opinion, the men who indulge in calling a woman acquaintence by sexual/gender pet names do so from the assumption that women like to be addressed this way because they need to feel “petted” and/or need male approval. Also, in addressing them with a generic/pet name rather than their given name they are removing the woman’s identity and individuality. It’s an attempt to disarm and establish authority over the woman.

My personal view is that it’s discourteous and disrespective to assume such familiarity with anyone with whom you don’t have a close affectionate bond regardless of gender.

Posted by cyber_tease on Thursday, June 08, 2006 at 4:26 PM

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Lorelei

That’s interesting what you added about removing a woman’s identity with the namecalling. It suddenly dawned on me that in some cases, there may be men who can’t remember my odd name, or can’t remember how to pronounce it. LOL!

Posted by Lorelei on Thursday, June 08, 2006 at 6:15 PM

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Jungle Man

Note to self: If I ever meet Darla at a con, don’t call her sweetie…

I am one of those people that use these terms, it’s something that I think I picked up from my Grandfather who always used it around strangers, and this is honestly the first time I have EVER heard anyone complain about it. I can easily see that there are people who would misuse it in a condescending, greasy vile way as a means of objectifying you, but I think you both are reading waaay too much into it when it comes to how it is used by most people. Would you be as upset about it if it came from a woman? Because odds are it would have the exact same intent behind it: a simple term of friendship.

I am not trying to say that you are wrong in thinking like this, we all have our little quirks and things that get to us, just try and think about the fact that most of the people who use these terms are not trying to attach a negative vibe to it. They simply want to make a positive verbal connection somehow and they try to do so in this way.

Posted by Jungle Man on Friday, June 09, 2006 at 1:12 PM

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Lorelei

Hmm… You ask if I would be upset if a woman who didn’t know me well, started calling me pet names. You’re changing the question. If someone who is a head taller than you — maybe even two heads taller than you — and about 80-100 pounds heavier than you, calls you a pet name without having asked if it’s okay… do you feel absolutely comfortable asking them why they’ve decided to do that instead of using your name? Because that’s the situation that men put women into. Men should be aware that they can automatically intimidate women who don’t know them very well — simply because they’re larger, heavier, and have an unknown disposition at that point.

If a woman calls me a weird name, I’m not so nervous about saying something.

Posted by Lorelei on Friday, June 09, 2006 at 5:05 PM

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Richard

Hopefully, you won’t mind a guy commenting on this blog.

I’ve always considered those types of nicknames as often being mildly condescending in tone. It’s why I don’t use them. Haven’t you seen a lot of male domination videos where the guys are using terms like that? There isn’t any loving connotation to the term in those instances. Jay Edwards is always using “m’dear”, “darling”, and other pet phrases like that when he’s talking to a captive in his videos.

That’s not how it is all the time. Occasionally, you’ll see a guy using it in an affectionate, but not intimate fashion. Sometimes, there’s a cultural element to it. There was a period when Brits often used the phrase “darling” to both men and women in a nonsexual friendly fashion. For a while, it was a stereotyped gay exclamation.

I have a distaste for backslapping in the workplace environment. There is a real social pecking order to whom backslappers touch and it’s always somebody at their work level or below. When a coworker slaps somebody’s back, they’re saying they are in charge. It’s rarely done to a person above their social status. These pet phrases are sometimes wielded in a similar fashion. The person, using it, is sometimes being derogatory and designating their perceived status against another.

Have you ever had one of these terms of endearment used by somebody, other than a partner, where it didn’t bother you? I’m wondering if delivery, from certain people seems okay to you depending how they do it and what your relationship is to that person. For example, I’ve often seen you and Dorothy greeting each other as “chickie” and similar phrases. Maybe it’s okay in a girl-girl fashion. Has a guy said it in a fashion that didn’t get on your nerves? It would seem, to me, to be okay in certain situations where you know the person, understand how the person talks, and understands that there is no deliberate or unconscious agenda to the phrasing.

Context is important. Using those kinds of phrases with people that aren’t known is a dicey way to go. There is no known context in those situations and the wording could be insulting, familiar, intimate, or anything else. There is no way to readily determine the person’s intent.

A writer should have the sense not allow those types of ambiguous terms into their dialog. For the post, in question, it comes across as slightly insulting, particularly by a person using “shifty” as a username. Calling a woman, in her 40s, “sweetie” almost comes across as calling you childish. It’s as if the writer is mildly putting you down and will now provide you with adult advice because “sweetie” isn’t quite grown up enough to understand what he’s talking about. The rest of the post didn’t strike me as insulting or intentionally irritating, but the “sweetie” thing just doesn’t seem right in the post. It’s hard to determine whether or not the poster was trying to be denigrating. When terms of endearment are used in writing, you always have to question why they’re used at all. They take some small amount of finite time to enter and add nothing to the discussion. Their usage at all often seems to carry an intentional context to the petname and it’s usually not in a good fashion.

Although sweetie, babe, and honey aren’t usually used between guys, sweetheart occasionally has been used in old gangster movies. Other terms, such as dog, dude, and assorted curses are often used between guys. Those terms similarly mean different things based on tone and relationships.

Since these pet terms can be taken in a negative fashion, it’s best not to use them. Until the recipient has a clear understanding about the context of how and why the term is being used, it’s very easy to take them in a negative fashion.

Posted by Richard on Thursday, June 08, 2006 at 9:45 PM

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Whiplash Studio.com

Again another guy to jump in here on this one.

I think to a degree it has something to do with where you live. Here in Texas, “sweetie, darlin’, honey” they’re all names I commonly use with complete strangers, and yeah mostly women, but in the same right, women tend to call men the exact same names here. It’s like part of our local dialect, not meant to offend or condescend to anyone. It’s really no different from “Howdy” or “Y’all”. And yeah, it’s something we only use with the opposite sex, but so are the terms “he” and “she”. Does that seem simplistic? Yeah, but that’s because it is. What kind of fascinates me about this topic is it shows just how different people live in this country. What is completely acceptable in one part of the country is not so much in another. It’s like being able to travel the country and not find a Taco Beuno somewhere (which I’m sure some of you have no idea of what that is).

Now to e fair, when someone does voice their dislike for these names, I apologize, explain to them no harm intended and respectful cease using such names. The last thing I want to do is put someone off and I think the right thing to do is respect someone’s wishes in how I address them, I mean I often ask people not to call me “Tom”. It’s just not a form of my name I’ve ever answered to and would prefer not to. Now what I do find to be humorous at this point is on the rare occasion someone does ask me not to refer to them in such a manner, it’s someone who’s a friend of a friend or someone I see more than once that has asked me, 9 times out of 10 they later tell me it’s ok because they feel weird I talk to everyone else in one way and them in another.

This is why I say you should stand your ground L. If you don’t care for any of these names, then continue to say so. There’s nothing wrong with that and by no means is it over reacting to simply ask someone to stop doing so. I would hope most people would respectfully honor your wish and refrain from doing so. I know I would find nothing wrong with such a request and only ask that you forgive me if I slip up once or twice, its habit for me.

Posted by Whiplash Studio.com on Friday, June 09, 2006 at 9:05 AM

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Crystal’s in Love!

i agree with cyber tease.

on a side note, though, i work in the medical field, and know that I have called both sexes “sweetie” or “honey” at one point or another. And it is more of my way of being nice to the patient, and letting them know it will be OK, in my own weird way. There is no sexism behind my Terms Of Endearment, but with men, it is absolutely gender-based. i have never seen any man call another man sweetie or honey. It does shed a different light on it when thought of it in terms of men stripping away our identities by doing it. Definitely food for thought.

Posted by Crystal’s in Love! on Saturday, June 10, 2006 at 9:25 AM

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Wes

POWER TO YOU

well im not a woman and you have no idea who i am but if a guy refers to you with an endearment such as hunny or sweetie regardless of who he is you shouldnt be concerned about making waves just be and say what you feel if it makes you uncomfortable you shouldnt put up with it just because you need money there will always be someone else ready to take up where the last left off. but this is coming from someone who lives across the country from you and cant guarantee that anything of what i said can or cannot turn against you. The key is CONFIDENCE. NO ONE will oppose refering to someone by thier actual name if you are confident about asking them not to call you ‘hunny’ i hope that i could help for future confrontations. -DaemonKlo

Posted by Wes on Friday, July 07, 2006 at 10:53 PM

Thursday, June 08, 2006

Current mood: down

I’m going through another of those time periods where I’m a little bit depressed, can’t concentrate, don’t get a lot of work done, and spend as much time as possible hiding out.

It started out with learning that doggie Alex has bladder cancer and probably won’t be with me by Christmas, but it seems to have become a more general topic of dealing with death, since my father died last June and it’s on my mind more and more. Last Father’s Day, my whole family was at Hospice, where my father lay loopy on morphine, rigid in final stage Parkinson’s, unable to communicate with us. It was a strange Father’s Day. We spent the whole day in Dad’s room, taking turns talking to him (I don’t think he could hear us), while my little niece played cards, my sister’s boyfriend watched sports on TV, and we tried to somehow make it a family day. Anyway, because Father’s Day is coming up, I keep hearing about it on the radio, on TV, seeing ads in the newspaper, over and over again and every time I think of Father’s Day, the visual memory comes back up in my mind. I also keep returning to the frustration I had with that Hospice; the staff there gave me a lot of resistance about pain relief for my father. He was there for two weeks and they didn’t really get him comfortable until the final 2-3 days. It’s odd, but in some ways dealing with actual death is easy compared to dealing with a loved one lying around in pain minute by minute, or day after day. Well, now I’m just rambling.

So, what I’ve been doing is the usual when I’m down, which is, I struggle to get work done, and then at night I hide in chatrooms (the current one being SecondLife).

Oh, and I heard from the IRS — they say my ex-accountant never filed my 2001 business return. I know that sounds really strange but you wouldn’t believe what kind of weird, weird crap went on for a few years with my last accountant — plus the IRS typo’d my address so for who-knows-how-long the IRS mail has been going to the wrong place… Anyway, my current accountant had cleaned everything up last year (bless him) and he had phoned the IRS a few times to ask about the 2001, and the IRS kept telling him “we don’t see a problem” — well, now they do, and the IRS wants me to phone with results on Monday, but turns out my accountant is on vacation until the 15th. His fax isn’t working and he doesn’t seem to have gotten my messages yet. I guess all I can do is phone the IRS and beg them to wait until my accountant comes back and can help me with this additional cleanup.

Things I think about right now to cheer myself up… last year around 4th of July is when we found Buddy Bear in the street and he became a part of our lives, so that’s a nice anniversary coming. Also, I got a phone message from my sister and she got a 90-something on her exam and just received her state certificate for her new career path. She’s had such a hard life, she so deserves to finally have things go in a positive direction. I’m so happy for her right now.

Thursday, June 08, 2006
Current mood: tired

[this post includes comments that were added on MySpace]

I managed to finish the website updates for Bedroom Bondage and American Damsels, so now I’m coasting again.

Thought I would talk about what I do late at night in Second Life.

Second Life is one of those chat worlds where you have a character of your own, which you use to move around and interact in a 3D environment. Basically these “virtual worlds” are pretty much like if you had a live cartoon running, and you were operating one of the cartoon characters, and other people were operating the other cartoons, and you were spontaneously creating a cartoon movie as it went along.

What I’ve been doing there lately is, some friends joined up with me and we got some virtual land, and we built a bondage ponygirl ranch. My two friends are ponygirl characters most of the time so they like the ranch stuff, and we all like fooling around with the bondage equipment. We have wooden bondage wheels, suspension frames, steel cages, wood cages, etc. For some reason we don’t have an X-cross yet, which to me seems pretty odd since every bondage place in Second Life does. Guess I’ll have to fix that.

Late at night I hang out at the bondage ranch and chat with strangers who show up to the place. I ran a little ‘virtual ad’ so that people can find where we are. Most of the time I’m dressed up like a big bunny lady, but sometimes I’m human (hippie, mostly). And recently I bought a pony body so that I can occasionally take a little run around the track. Around 11pm Jon comes in to see how I’m feeling and keep me company. I’ve dressed his character up variously as a police rabbit, a gorilla, and The Crooked Claw.

I’m sure it all sounds very silly — well, indeed it is. That’s why I find this stuff such a pleasant distraction.

6:45 PM - 8 Comments - 4 Kudos

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Lorelei

When I had to take the chat pages off my websites I put up an ad for SecondLife in its place… so here’s info… and when you get there just send me a message, I can send you some stuff http://gagtalk.com/chat/

Posted by Lorelei on Thursday, June 08, 2006 at 7:19 PM

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Charlzm

I tried Second Life earlier this year (or last year, maybe) after your mentioned it on Bedroom Bondage. However, the video card in this rig leaves somethign to be desired and I couldn’t get the world to load smoothly no matter how low I set detail and frame rates.

Oh, well, it looks like hours of fun exploring other peoples’ houses and domains. I learned to love MMORPGs after I got over my suspicion of them; I played Asheron’s Call for about a year.

But I found when I met my bondage-liking girlfriend about four and half years ago, I suddenly found I just didn’t have the time (or really the interest) for pretending to be a monster-slaying warrior any more.

Posted by Charlzm on Thursday, June 08, 2006 at 7:41 PM

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willingly submitted

Sounds interesting, i’m going to try it out!

Posted by willingly submitted on Saturday, June 10, 2006 at 8:03 AM

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Stan

I made a whole bunch of neat bondage stuff, including an X-cross thingie which I can give to you next time I see you online. You need to show me around Lorelei’s Ranch o’ Bondage

Stan

Posted by Stan on Wednesday, June 14, 2006 at 10:03 AM

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Lorelei

Hey Stan, hail me — what’s your inworld name? My accounts are Lorelei Mission & Taly Fluffy.

Posted by Lorelei on Wednesday, June 14, 2006 at 10:13 AM

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Tess

Kinky: Constantly adjusting your SL avatar so that the bondage gear in the game fits better.

See you at the ranch.

Tess

Posted by Tess on Friday, June 30, 2006 at 11:02 PM

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Lorelei

OMG lol, so true. I prefer to be 5′2″ in SecondLife, but all the bondage equipment seems to be sized for amazon women. So yeah, sometimes I wind up re-setting my height to 5′10″ just so that I can fit the bondage wheel, etc.

Posted by Lorelei on Saturday, July 01, 2006 at 3:41 PM

Monday, June 05, 2006

As some folks know, about 5 years ago my doggie Alex got leukemia. She beat the odds amazingly and went into remission and a year ago went off treatment completely. I was very lucky to get to have her so much longer than expected. She’s meant a lot to me; Alex saved my sanity during the time that my niece was missing by keeping my mind occupied — helping to interrupt racing thoughts about the terrible things that were happening to my niece. Alex was essential to my coming out of that time period with my head intact. Cute pics of our times together at: http://www.lilaclane.com/americaneskimo/alex/

Unfortunately luck has run a little dry because now Alex just got diagnosed with bladder cancer. I’m hoping with good treatment she can hang in for another 6 months or so.

Money is tight and I want to put it toward necessities including Alex’s treatment. So we won’t be going to FetishCon this year after all. I apologize profusely because I’ve been stating on my site for months that we definitely would be there. Sorry for misinforming anybody.

This news has made me a little depressed, so to not think about it I’ve been hiding in Second Life for the past week or so. Built a bondage ranch there with some ponygirl friends. A good distraction.