News from Latter 2010

Some highlights from time spent with touch-positive folk.

==== Jul ====

Wet & Wetter was
well worth the physiological hangover
...been feeling wretched yet sunny {grin}.
Particularly enjoyed chatting with [certain folks].
Profoundly appreciated assistance from [specific folks].
Thoroughly delighted to reconnect with [familiar folks].
The day wouldn't have been the same without [special folks]
who provided exquisite opportunities for
growth that will abide with me for the week.
Sharing gentle and tender eros
with a groovy youthful soul has kept
me humming with joy. In this spirit,
I prepare for Yum! on Friday!

P.S. The introduction to Registration etc. presented
sufficient adventure to last several months...yup.

==== Aug ====

Many thanks to all who have touched back
via LTC Connections, whether recently or before {grin}.
Several folks already know about my social limitations
...as well as my super powers.
So surmounting 20 mutual connections feels grand!
Y'all rock in you preciously unique way {smooch}!

==== Sep ====

Participating in the Masquerade
Romp on the 25Sep was worthwhile.
Delights included beholding a sharply sweet southern belle
dressed all vouslez-vous in emerald satin and black lace,
crowned by exquisite auburn locks, no less.
What's more, a very dear one bestowed the bliss of
combing smooth my own treasured tresses.
My slap-dash punch was a modest hit, one I
since have refined the recipe {grin}.

==== Oct ====

Am hoping that the dual events
in Seattle have passed productively for
both participants and presenters today 30Oct.
Am feeling mighty excited...still...about viewing the DVDs from TLC.
Avidly looking forward to collaborating with the
Tie-Dye Goddess for the November Yum!

==== Nov ====

Gearing up for Shakti's Indulgence
(04Dec) drew heavily on my talents for waiting {grin}.
Family business has kept me on my toes, and rent assistance
has kept me on pins and needles.

==== Dec ====

Enjoyed my first gig
with Team Angel at Shakti's Indulgence.
Provided some punch about which folks quietly raved...right on!
Attended the investor's meeting on the following day
and expressed my interest in contributing
"virtual sweat equity" to our LT Core. Moreover,
decided (1) to request that well-equipped participants bring
massage tables for YUM! and (2) to move the waiver-cum-
cash table into the event space for 07Jan.
In other news, the trial of winter holidays  
has shown me how kinship within LoveTribe
deeply comforts and encourages me.
Flame on!

Identity

A few thematic descriptors....

out·rid·er (n) 1. A guide; an escort. 2. One that goes in advance; a forerunner. 3. A mounted attendant who rides in front of or beside a carriage (The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th edition).

out·li·er (n) 1. One whose domicile lies at an appreciable distance from his or her place of business. 2. A value far from most others in a set of data: “Outliers make statistical analyses difficult” (Harvey Motulsky). 3. Geology A portion of stratified rock separated from a main formation by erosion (The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th edition).

out·law (n) 1. a. A fugitive from the law. b. A habitual criminal. c. A rebel; a nonconformist: a social outlaw. 2. A person excluded from normal legal protection and rights. 3. A wild or vicious horse or other animal (The American Heritage® Dictionary of the English Language, 4th edition).

...alas, reflecting varying degrees of inclusion.

So, Eros

Feeling connected to fellow humans often eludes me. Nevertheless, I persist...with some success. Recollection brings a few illustrative moments to mind.

Sunday Morning Cocoa

Early Morning Cribbage

[Alas, another posting left unfinished {sigh}]

My "Uncoventional" Perspective

Today I fired off a bit to someone who asked about a current community in which I participate and to which I contribute:

Opportunities to converse without protective censorship brings me to cuddles and more. My socio-sexual verve shines under the policy of explicit consent. However, my physiological and psychological limitations curbs the desire to join a snuggle group...not forever, just for now. So I've chosen to attend regularly in order to give folks the chance to relate to me over time and grant myself the opportunity to step out of my head.

So I wonder, "What's so unconventional about that?" Well, touch is the fundamental theme of most events within this community...but I rarely desire touch despite my need for touch or my expertise in touch. Yet, beyond the chronic physical discomfort of my daily existence, I experience profound pleasure while attending our events, regardless of desire, need, or expertise. For now, that's my best elucidation irrespective of lucidity, heh.

Leah's Lovely Hands

Received a massage today...very overdue. More later.

Official Narrative...

In the interest of "getting it out" I shall begin.

The new stepfather's nephew introduced me to episodic oral sex sometime between my fourth and fifth birthdays. The folks figured that leaving me home with the resident 18-year-old relative worked out pretty well.

[to continue]

Idiot Children of Shiva

Recently participating in a ceremonial party showed me that much of this id's rage directs toward "guys" (i.e., men in name only) regards the stupid, mindless, idiotic crap that has prompted them to touch me. That is, my recollections offer incidents of their "benign intention," thinking that not wanting to "hurt" leaves no damage, but of no accompanying fear for my safety. Such carelessness complicates my fondness for the bastards.