Yes, I am an Oddball.

Wednesday Morning, 6:15. Emily stepped out of the shower, wrapped herself in a towel and padded out to the bedroom where Jack was lying in bed. She stole a glance at him, laying on his side watching her and grinning wickedly. It hit her that it was his favorite day of the week and a shiver went up her spine as he stood up and walked over to her. "Baby girl, I told you I would help you in the shower. Why didn't you wake me up and ask for help in the shower?" Emily remembered the game they had discussed over the past week. Jack wanted to be her to be his little girl, he would be "Daddy" for the long weekend. As "Daddy" he would be the caregiver and she would need to ask his permission before doing anything, obey him without question and accept the consequences (or rewards) she was given and thank him. Both for punishments and rewards. Instead of "Master" she was to call him Daddy or Sir. She wasn't sure how she felt about this new gam

It's been forever, how is everyone here? Life has been good (really good, we're very lucky and I know it) and we've been blogging about it over on Life, Love and Family. But I think it's time for me to dust this old blog off just for me and the sexy stories that bounce around my brain. It hit me this morning that I had forgotten the names of the couple I wrote Whatever Wednesdays about. I had a really nice fantasy in bed this morning and thought I should write it out using...mmm who were they? James and Anne? Wendy and Jamie? I was fairly certain that the guy's name started with "J" Jack! That was it,so did I call the wife Sally? No, wait, stop, that's Nightmare Before Christmas.... but I'm pretty sure I called the guy Jack. As I'm typing this I have to say that I haven't gone back and looked so I'm still not sure what her name is. Polly? I remember I went through a phase of liking that name. I'd go through or an old blog post now