It was raining today, hard and that is always a good time to dream of you. I dreamt of you last night. I was sitting in your lap with your arms wrapped around me. You were holding on to me, comforting me body and soul. That is the dream I have. The dream of you… Continue reading Rain
Navigating Self-Image and True Connection: A Journal Entry
So time to admit a few things. I am an overthinker. Probably not surprised. Another thing to admit, my Daddy is also a writer and I met him through fangirling over his work. I can say now that I am not the fangirl I once was as I get to know more of the real… Continue reading Navigating Self-Image and True Connection: A Journal Entry
It’s Not a Competition
“It's not your job to fight off people competing for your partner's affection. It's your partner's job to consistently show you, and the world, that there is no competition.” I always like to remind myself that my relationship with my partner is just between us. If I have a problem with my relationship it is up to… Continue reading It’s Not a Competition
Under their Spell
I think I must be under some kind of spell but it only feels temporary. I feel myself drowning in them, forgetting who I am other than that feeling of being theirs. But then something happens. They disappear, and I am at once flung to the surface reminding me of where I am. I can… Continue reading Under their Spell
Daddy’s Girl
On a night like tonight, I want to be Daddy's girl. I walk into the party by myself, but he is always with me in my mind, my heart, and my cunt with the way it always throbs for him. I know he loves it when I play the whore for him. It is in… Continue reading Daddy’s Girl
Lisa Gray 