Rolling Like Thunder, Under the Covers

I’m not always a fan of Elton John, but a few of his songs have lyrics which speak to me, and the song I Guess that’s Why they Call it the Blues, is one. The lyrics are beautiful, about missing a loved one when you are away. My favourite lines are:   Time on my

Hotel Hi-Jinks

On a recent visit to the Big Smoke, my beloved and I were able to indulge in my favourite kind of sexual hi-jinks – Hotel Sex! #SinfulSunday   I love how a hotel stay shifts the focus. With new surroundings, the agenda is all about us and our pleasure. The bed is bigger and softer

Pirate Pants

Splice the mainbrace – Posy is wearing her Pirate Pants!   There’s a ‘double’ fishnet pattern to the tights which I’m wearing with black knee-high boots, topped off with black dance knickers. A black satin bustier tops this off with a man’s shirt tied at the waist. I make no secret of the fact that

Spine Tinglingly Sexy

The #SoSS posts ensure that I am constantly discovering new bloggers out there who write great stuff. This little lady Pixie Heart (I know she’s little because of the name she writes under and there is a youth and naievety in her words, which is so refreshing) populates her blog with diary pieces about her