I’ll probably get tarred and feathered for this one. But I’m not really caring right now. It is what it is and I’m okay with it.

I miss Gor.

For me, it was never about the role play. In most cases, the role play annoyed me. I still don’t understand why people have so much trouble just being who they are. I hate who I am and I don’t pretend to be someone I’m not. But some people enjoy it and that’s their prerogative. I don’t hold it against them. I just don’t get it. *shrug*

As much as I bitched about it, I loved writing dances and the only thing that really bothered me about the written serves was how frilly and sexual they have to be (We’ll not mention the fact that, even when we were in a channel that owned a plethora of “home slaves”, I was always the only one serving. Cause I’m the princess, dontcha know.). Seriously. How many waitresses do you know that bend over and shake their asses at the patrons while pinching a nipple with one hand and finger-fucking themselves with the other? Somewhere other than a sex club, that is.

However, I’m a writer by trade. So it was just practice in visualization for me. Learning how to better show emotion with actions and facial expressions rather than saying, “She was sad.” or something. Which I need. I suck at showing emotion.   Read more…