And I'm never gonna tell you everything I've gotta tell you
But I know I gotta give it a try
Morning.
Monday morning.
A rainy Monday morning. I should have set up a camera to record an ASMR vid while I write. Just now, you would have heard the clickety clack of the keys, the tap tap tap of the rain, and the sweetest sigh like someone falling in love. Today, June first of 2026, falls on a Monday, the day after a full blue moon in Sagittarius, and it's raining. How long have we been friends? If it's been more than a minute, you know, I love every word in those sentences. June is destined to be a most perfect month if started like this.
All the same, May will be a tough act to follow. Where did we leave off? My May kicked off navel gazing on the dance floor of Manray, while the DJ spun NIN and nearly naked bodies stomped and swayed. It had been my intention to end the month at Mohegan, sharing the story about that boy who sings when he's really happy and the one time when he sang to me (readacted), with Ashley. But I am never ever allowed to tell that story and Ash couldn't make it. All good, one must expect and accept the challenges of time if one is ruled by Jupiter and crushing hard on another from her astro-tribe. Instead, I wrapped it up with my most vanilla bestie, doing yoga under the full moon. Clothes on, like I said she's my most vanilla bestie not my freakiest.
In 10 minutes, I have to vanilla. I'm going to go in my PJs, I used to do that a lot. Because it's a flex, and I can. I double dog dare ya to tell me I can't. There is however much to be gained from following conventional standards and dressing one's best. I am grateful for the years my top held me to it.
Can I finish the entire recap of May in under 10 minutes? No me know, can you keep up?
First June accountability, I'm going to post 3 times in June. Stop laughing, A. The outlines exist already and B. Dionysus said he'd do something about the 24 hours in a day thing. Yes him, the God of wine that my vanilla name derives from. I think we're going to get Mercury tipsy and lock him a cupboard or something. It'll be fun, and finally I'll have more time to play with. Wish I had thought to ask him sooner.
Back to May, because oh my, wasn't it great? Big bull Taurus energy, note if that ASMR video were recording, I just bit my lip and wished so hard. But that wish is pinned, my top is still busy being all important and vanilla, and whatever TF he's doing while pining away for me, I hope. Let's see now, what did I do in May? I let Ashley get me all sticky with cotton candy. No, that's not a metaphor, actually sticky. Me and my sticky-phobia, I allowed and loved it, even in my ear. The things we do for love. I know it's so gauche to kiss and tell, and typically I am a keeper of secrets. But I am so down for a whirlwind of summer love and getting sticky with beautiful women.
What else? Oh, I appeared on Nicholas's new show, YFK Cinema. We caught up, giggled and explored the cult classic Barbarella. The movie quite possibly responsible for starting me on this silly and sexy path. I hosted a group JOI on 231Mutual, and Ms. Danielle and I did an encore round of Behind the Whip. Note to my LD love, if you pop by, now that there will be more hours in the day, perhaps we can again explore making Behind the Whip an ongoing? Or something else, whatever, I miss you, let's play.
Back to you, faceless masses, I'll be on 231Mutual again this Friday at 8:30p. Show name tbd, but subject is confirmed; I'm going to share my thoughts on hiring a professional as a couple and as a single woman. Contact me if you'd like more info on joining 231Mutual, think of it as a welcoming but gated community.
There's a small possibility I may head to Manray after for Yes Daddy. The odds of this happening will go up exponentially if my local friends decide to be less lame, hit me up if you intend to go.
On a more formal note, I experienced my first lobby day in Albany, NY with Ela-One, DecrimNY and other sw organizations. To be honest, this is among the primary reasons I am looking for places where I can carve more time into my schedule. As a dominatrix, I have had the benefit of being in both one of the most lucrative and the safest corners of sex work. My legal risks have always been minimal, my personal safety has always been high, and as you know, I live a rather charmed life where most of my wishes have come true. I am ready and eager to give back to the community that I have thrived in, and as my little vanillas become not so little, as they become adult vanillas even, I finally can.
Lastly Bailey Wilde and I were finally able to sync our schedules for a day of content creation last week. Teasers have already been seeded on most of my socials, full length videos should be posted to our fan sites within a week. Perhaps we could hit you off faster if you what? That's right, beg a little and tip a lot.
My schedule for June is a rough outline and a commitment to go with the flow. We have not yet found my Barbie Dream House. While there is no real rush, looking at almost but not quite perfect spaces wreaks havoc on my equilibrium. The first half of June, now through Flag Day, I only have availability for service subs. If you desire purpose, if you wish to demonstrate your devotion in a meaningful way, step to the front please and come help get my house ready to list. The second half of June is being held open, I am not scheduling sessions with the hope that I will be settled into my soon-to-be discovered Barbie Dream Home and ready to leave my stuff there and go on an adventure lol. I've already had to alter my plans for Alaskan cruise with my vanilla bestie, I hope the Gods of Home and Hearth aren't asking me to sacrifice the rest of my summer plans.
Hit me up privately if you'd like the list of towns I'd consider moving to, and a sketch of what I'm looking for in my Barbie Dream House.
For my junior fans, the lyrics at the top are from Making Love Out of Nothing at All, Air Supply circa 1983.
