Taking Dictation

  Let me tell you a story … A long time ago I was a secretary, working in an office where people wrote memos, rather than e-mails, which were sent by internal mail. At that time I called my boss Mr Watson rather than Jim, although he used my first name. Mr Watson would call

His ‘n’ Hers Black Lace Panties

Browsing through Twitter yesterday I noticed my virtual friend @Aguyinpanties sharing some hot pics of a black lace lingerie adventure he was having. Mark has grown so much more confident, both in his poses and what he shares – he’s moved from stills to occasional videos. His collection of pretty panties is getting quite varied

I’m Rocking the Stockings

  Anyone who views my pictures on a regular basis knows there is something different here.  Can you tell? No selfie stick!  My usual “photographic assistant” took a coffee break while Mr Churchgate kindly helped me. I’ve also enlisted the help of my blogging friend Jupiter Grant for this week’s post. I’m featuring some of

Channelling My Inner Bridget Jones

  I love Bridget Jones, the books and the films   As a slightly clumsy, unlucky in love posh girl (until I met my Darcy in Mr Churchgate) I can totally relate to the haphazard life she lives. To flex my writing skills, I had a stab at writing an eroticised homage to the portion

Dreams … the first

This story is a continuation, part 1 can be found here which explains that Madison is partaking in an unorthodox dream study…   She must dance, everybody was watching her, gathered round with eyes fixed on her lithe, nude body. Somehow Madison was more supple than usual so she made moves which bent her body