Of Human Bondage

What a difference a day makes. Working Fulsome Street exposed me to the kind of joyous, accepting energy I needed to remind myself that I am allowed to feel comfortable in my body and feel good about myself.  It was so much fun.

It occurs to me the moment where my attitude shifted. The skies opened and it was pouring. I took off my tank top which was soaked and just enjoyed getting wet and feeling alive.

I attended the afterparty at the NY Bondage Club... a really really fun time.

Met some cuties! One in particular. I wonder if I would ever allow myself to be tied up.