Ben eigelijk best benieuwd hoe de partners 'van' het beleven wanneer hun partner voor het eerst een T*avond bezoekt. Meestal is dat toch de eerste stap buiten de deur. Zal voor beide natuurlijk een eerste keer zijn. Voor het naar buiten gaan voelde het min of meer veilig, niemand wist ervan. Maar na zo'n ontmoeting komt er toch meer op gang. Ook via het chatten komen er contacten en kun je je als vrouw-van ( in dit geval praat ik voor mezelf) je afvragen ..hoe gaat dit verder? Krijgt je partner meer behoefte om naar buiten te gaan? Ben benieuwd hoe dit gaat, vooral of er bij jou iets gaat veranderen hierdoor.
Groeten Elsa..
T*avonden
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mijn toenmalige vriendin vond het reetespannend, en die was toch wel eea gewend,ze is 1 keer met me meegeweest, ze had ervan genoten iig en vond het een indrukwekkende ervaring al die manjenn in jurkjen:)
kort daarna kwam er een einde aan die relatie, goh wat raar:) nee hoor, ik zag er zelf geen heil meer in:)
Joy
kort daarna kwam er een einde aan die relatie, goh wat raar:) nee hoor, ik zag er zelf geen heil meer in:)
Joy
Is ook een hele ervaring Joy. Je weet niet goed waar je kijken moet, toch wel respect dat mensen zover gaan om het naar buiten toe durven laten zien. ElsaJoy schreef:mijn toenmalige vriendin vond het reetespannend, en die was toch wel eea gewend,ze is 1 keer met me meegeweest, ze had ervan genoten iig en vond het een indrukwekkende ervaring al die manjenn in jurkjen:)
kort daarna kwam er een einde aan die relatie, goh wat raar:) nee hoor, ik zag er zelf geen heil meer in:)
Joy
ik vond het zelf de eerste keer ook reetespannend, je weet ook niet waar je kijken moet en het geheel kwam me nogal surrealistisch over, en dan besef je dat je zelf als man dus ook in vrouwenkleren rondloopt, erg weird
was voor mij niet echt relexed iig, ha dook geen gevoel van thuiskomen of zo, heb er na 5 keer de brui aan gegeven
later besefte ik dat er wel degelijk meer speelde dan travestie en vroeg dat mijn aandacht
ik denk er nu wel eens over om weer een keer te gaan, maar erg gemotiveerd ben ik niet
als partner , met niet travestiegevoelens lijkt het me nog surrealistischer overkomen
ik begrijp dan ook best negatieve reacties van de medemens
Joy
was voor mij niet echt relexed iig, ha dook geen gevoel van thuiskomen of zo, heb er na 5 keer de brui aan gegeven
later besefte ik dat er wel degelijk meer speelde dan travestie en vroeg dat mijn aandacht
ik denk er nu wel eens over om weer een keer te gaan, maar erg gemotiveerd ben ik niet
als partner , met niet travestiegevoelens lijkt het me nog surrealistischer overkomen
ik begrijp dan ook best negatieve reacties van de medemens
Joy
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t-avonden
Nou, ik ben nooit op een T-avond geweest, wel op enkele fetishpartys met mijn ex, zij heeft echter een naaiatelier voor fetishkleding en alles wat je aan eigen ideeen binnenbrengt, ik had me toen ook altijd frivool opgemaakt en gekleed, maar moet echt zeggen dat zij het altijd moeilijk had ermee, dat ik me vrouwelijk toonde, zij wist immers van mijn plannen verder te gaan, ik hoor niet in het 'hokje' travestie, dat moest ik ook eerst uitvinden, maar travestie kon ze toch best wel accepteren, maar niet dat ik met de hormonen ben begonnen, ik ben haar dus nu kwijt en kan best wel begrijpen waarom............
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game over
Als je met un gameover kunt leven tenminste, ik kon het niet, naakt was ik weer de olifant met die grote sleurf, ook weer'n idee voor rollenspelletjes maar ik ben niet maar ff op safarie of zo, ik moet hier un leven runnen en mijn weg gaan, ook zien olifanten zonder sleurf belachelijk en stom uit, maar dat ligt eraan hoe je het bekijkt, ik vind het toch maar raar zo'n sleurf, de olifant zelf vind het reuze handig dat ding, nou, ik ben geen olifant...............
Mijn ex wel domteur, zij heeft al un nieuwe exemplaar
Groetjes Mara
Mijn ex wel domteur, zij heeft al un nieuwe exemplaar
Groetjes Mara
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de trent
the clouds will part and the sky cracks open and god himself will reach his *** arm through
JUST TO PUSH YOU DOWN
stuck in this hole with the shit and the piss and it's hard to believe it could come down to this back at the beginning
sinking
spinning
Trent Raznor
JUST TO PUSH YOU DOWN
stuck in this hole with the shit and the piss and it's hard to believe it could come down to this back at the beginning
sinking
spinning
Trent Raznor
Doe mij maar Dani.
A Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil's Whore)
Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the moon
Lowered Her mask to me
The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire
Would marvel at making their Queen
Infusing the air with Her fragrant desire
And my heart reeled with grave poetry....
From grace I fell in love with Her
Scent and feline lure
And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
"Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night
She lulled me away from the rich masquerade
And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight"
Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss fervoured my neck
Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach
In a whirl of sweet voices and statues
That phantomed the dying trees
This debauched seductress in black, took me....
In a pale azured dawn like Ligeia reborn
I tore free of my sleep - sepulchre
On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn
Lamented the spectre of Her
Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete
I hungered for past overtures
The curse of unrest and her ardent caress
Came much more than my soul could endure....
I, at once endeavoured to see Her again
Stirring from midnight's inertia
Knowing not even her name
On a thin precipice over carnal abyss
I danced like a blind acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on mine
Suffused with the perfume of night
For hours I scoured the surrounding grounds
In vain that we might meet
When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued
I sought refuge in a cemeterty
Sleep, usher dreams
Taint to nightmares from a sunless nether
Mistress of the dark
I now know what thou art
Screams haunt my sleep
Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together
Lamia and Lemures
Spawned thee leche
To snare my flesh
Portrait of the Dead Countess
Deep stained pain that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, life's punishment
Leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb....
But poised nectar within my stirs
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon
In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell
To mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet
Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette
"Fleeting, enshadowed
Thou art privy to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict
The cruel daylights upon my skin?
Dost thou not want to worship me
With crimson sacrifice
So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss
And weep with new-found life?"
Red roses for the Devil's whore....
Dark angels taste my tears
And whisper haunting requiems
Softly to mine ear
Need-fires have lured abominations here....
Nocturnal pulse
My veins spill forth their waters
Rent by lips I cherish most
Awash on her perfidious shores
Where drowning umbra o'er the stars
Ebon's graves where lovers whore
Like seraphim and Nahemah
"Nahemah"
Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest
Blind reason against thee, Enchantress
For I must know, art thou not death?
My heart echoes bloodless and incensed....
Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry
Did not the Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me?
On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we fled company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves
UNder horned Diana where her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet
Enrobed in Death's shadow like a swifter
silhouette....
A Gothic Romance (Red Roses For The Devil's Whore)
Evening minuetto in a castle by the sea
A jewel more radiant than the moon
Lowered Her mask to me
The sublimest creature the Gods, full of fire
Would marvel at making their Queen
Infusing the air with Her fragrant desire
And my heart reeled with grave poetry....
From grace I fell in love with Her
Scent and feline lure
And jade woodland eyes that ushered in the impurest
"Erotic, laden fantasies amid this warm Autumn night
She lulled me away from the rich masquerade
And together we clung in the bloodletting moonlight"
Pearled luna, what spell didst thou cast on me?
Her icy kiss fervoured my neck
Like whispering waves 'pon Acheron's beach
In a whirl of sweet voices and statues
That phantomed the dying trees
This debauched seductress in black, took me....
In a pale azured dawn like Ligeia reborn
I tore free of my sleep - sepulchre
On the sea misted lawn where stone figures, forlorn
Lamented the spectre of Her
Bewildered and weak, yet with passion replete
I hungered for past overtures
The curse of unrest and her ardent caress
Came much more than my soul could endure....
I, at once endeavoured to see Her again
Stirring from midnight's inertia
Knowing not even her name
On a thin precipice over carnal abyss
I danced like a blind acolyte
Drunk on red wine, her dead lips on mine
Suffused with the perfume of night
For hours I scoured the surrounding grounds
In vain that we might meet
When storm clouds broke, ashened, fatigued
I sought refuge in a cemeterty
Sleep, usher dreams
Taint to nightmares from a sunless nether
Mistress of the dark
I now know what thou art
Screams haunt my sleep
Dragged from nightmares thou hast wed together
Lamia and Lemures
Spawned thee leche
To snare my flesh
Portrait of the Dead Countess
Deep stained pain that I had dreamt
Flaunted demise, life's punishment
Leaving little strength to seal this wretched tomb....
But poised nectar within my stirs
Up feverous desire and morbid purpose to search
Through cobwebbed drapery to where she swoons
Goddess of the graveyard, of the tempest and moon
In flawless fatal beauty her very visage compels
Glimpses of a heaven where ghost companies fell
To mourning the loss of god in blackest velvet
Enrobed in their downfall like a swift silhouette
"Fleeting, enshadowed
Thou art privy to my sin
Secrets dead, wouldst thou inflict
The cruel daylights upon my skin?
Dost thou not want to worship me
With crimson sacrifice
So my cunt may twitch against thy kiss
And weep with new-found life?"
Red roses for the Devil's whore....
Dark angels taste my tears
And whisper haunting requiems
Softly to mine ear
Need-fires have lured abominations here....
Nocturnal pulse
My veins spill forth their waters
Rent by lips I cherish most
Awash on her perfidious shores
Where drowning umbra o'er the stars
Ebon's graves where lovers whore
Like seraphim and Nahemah
"Nahemah"
Pluck out mine eyes, hasten, attest
Blind reason against thee, Enchantress
For I must know, art thou not death?
My heart echoes bloodless and incensed....
Doth temptation prowl night in vulvic revelry
Did not the Queen of Heaven come as Devil to me?
On that fatal Hallow's Eve when we fled company
As the music swept around us in the crisp, fated leaves
UNder horned Diana where her bloodline was sewn
In a graveyard of Angels rent in cool marbled stone
I am grieving the loss of life in sombre velvet
Enrobed in Death's shadow like a swifter
silhouette....
Alles giet foarby en giet foar ivich
En alles wat oerbliuwt
Is leaf, mar om op te libjen
Net genôch.
En alles wat oerbliuwt
Is leaf, mar om op te libjen
Net genôch.
en na al dat ' donkere' gedoe:
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling stone magazine sucked him dry and made him king
Froggie let rip with a big burp
And froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Mick jagger kissin’ frogie’s lips studying films of froggie’s hips
His eyes are closed cause he’s off in a world of ecstacy
Where froggie folks get the froggie scene
And froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Watch him jump
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
The rocket doctor came downtown to write prescription by the pound
And froggie spread it all around
And jumped all over the stage that day
Cause froggie jumped all over the stage that day
He got 50 000 in his flock
He plays arena animal rock
He can barely stand up straight but somehow he does
Make his way directly to the front of the stage and
Froggie jumps all over the stage that day
Watch him jump
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
The show is over the band is gone the crowd is gone
His girlfriends gone his make up’s all been sweated off
And he’s all alone
He goes to fill that one last prescription
The one with the deadly description
He swallows it down
His brain explodes his eyes implode his tiny heart goes peuny pop
His shiny legs refuse to hop and he floats on down
To a buring place he looks around for a friendly face
The band is there patiently waitin’ for froggie’s brand new sonic creation
He starts to ribbit he starts to kick it
He starts to ribbit he starts to kick it
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling stone magazine made him cry and missed the king
Froggie let rip with a big burp
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling stone magazine sucked him dry and made him king
Froggie let rip with a big burp
And froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Mick jagger kissin’ frogie’s lips studying films of froggie’s hips
His eyes are closed cause he’s off in a world of ecstacy
Where froggie folks get the froggie scene
And froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Watch him jump
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
The rocket doctor came downtown to write prescription by the pound
And froggie spread it all around
And jumped all over the stage that day
Cause froggie jumped all over the stage that day
He got 50 000 in his flock
He plays arena animal rock
He can barely stand up straight but somehow he does
Make his way directly to the front of the stage and
Froggie jumps all over the stage that day
Watch him jump
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
The show is over the band is gone the crowd is gone
His girlfriends gone his make up’s all been sweated off
And he’s all alone
He goes to fill that one last prescription
The one with the deadly description
He swallows it down
His brain explodes his eyes implode his tiny heart goes peuny pop
His shiny legs refuse to hop and he floats on down
To a buring place he looks around for a friendly face
The band is there patiently waitin’ for froggie’s brand new sonic creation
He starts to ribbit he starts to kick it
He starts to ribbit he starts to kick it
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Rolling stone magazine made him cry and missed the king
Froggie let rip with a big burp
Froggie jumped all over the stage that day
Froggie jumped all over the stage