Shakespeare Sonnet 57

William Shakespeare

Being your slave what should I do but tend,
Upon the hours, and times of your desire?
I have no precious time at all to spend;
Nor services to do, till you require.
Nor dare I chide the world-without-end hour,
Whilst I, my sovereign, watch the clock for you,
Nor think the bitterness of absence sour,
When you have bid your servant once adieu;
Nor dare I question with my jealous thought
Where you may be, or your affairs suppose,
But, like a sad slave, stay and think of nought
Save, where you are, how happy you make those.
So true a fool is love, that in your will,
Though you do anything, he thinks no ill.

TMI Tuesday #181

TMI Tuesday

I’m not answering some of these questions for this one, since it seems like it was written by a 15-year-old.

3. Dominate or dominated, which do you prefer? To be dominated, of course.
4. Would you/ Have you ever had a threesome? No, though it’s a great fantasy.
5. When was the last time you had sex? January 23 or 24. It was the first time we’d had sex in months, and just a day or two before I learned he’d been cheating on me for months. (Yeah…sadly I wish I’d put the pieces together much earlier.)*
6. Sex on the first date…good or bad? No thanks. Maybe good for other people, but not for me.
7. Do you have any random or out of the ordinary turn ons? Other than things I write about in this blog? No, this pretty much covers it.
8. What attributes attract you to a potential partner. Honesty, intelligence, a great sense of humor, someone who’s dominant while also gentle & kind, the proverbial “tall, dark & handsome” (though I’ve been very happy with short, dark & handsome, too).

Omitted questions:

1. Have you ever had a sexual experience with the opposite sex?
2. When you see someone you like, how do you act, how do you get their attention?

* I’ll write about it sometime soon. I looked at some old posts recently, and was sad to see how many of the clues were actually there in my writing. It’s still a tough to deal with. If you look at the Stages of Grief, I’m somewhere between depression & acceptance.