The Reality of Life…


I’m sure I’m like most folks, I live beyond my initial means.  I have too many credit cards that are maxed to the limit…I’m finding it more difficult to make the minimum monthly payments…on top of the BIG payments like the house, car, insurance, utilities…I have my “hobby” to provide that little bit of added help that I need, which never really seems to be enough.

I have a good job and I’m grateful for that…I don’t give thought to taking off on a luxurious vacation…the reality of MY vacation is staying home and doing house repairs, cultivating clients that can’t meet at any other time than during the work week days…taking care of my yard and flower beds as the weather gets warmer…there’s always something needing attention…going on a vacation rather than doing home repairs is simply not something I can or will afford to do.

I’m becoming more and more synical…the significant other is gradually growing worse in his health…he won’t pursue his VA benefits…he gets a very nominal benefit check…which blows my mind because he’s 100% medically disabled with his blood condition a direct result of Agent Orange from his service in Vietnam.  He won’t jump through all the red tape and bullshit hoops to get the most benefits that are due him…I honestly don’t know how much longer I can continue the financial pace that I currently find myself.

I’m trying not to think about the worst possible outcome, but it’s difficult…it’s simply against my nature to not be pessimistic, not to think the worst will happen…I try to remain calm and forge ahead…

I try to bury myself in my sexual exploits and adventures…those are becoming fewer and farther between…I would imagine quite a few men are really rethinking their personal “entertainment” budget and tightening the purse strings on being able to visit their sex therapist and indulge in an hour or two of naughty, nasty fun…

Patience is the key…remaining patient and ready to smile and spread my legs…

I find a synical pleasure in pointing out the obvious to the man that thinks his e-mail will get me to waive the benefit that I enjoy for entertaining…there isn’t a cock good enough for me to want to take it for free…why would I want to?  I don’t have an emotional tie or bind to this man or that man…it is what it is…it is the pleasure of the physical gratification of the moment.  Yes, I can intertwine the emotional with the physical but there has to be some sort of attraction…

What attracts me on all aspects and angles?  Pay off my bills, make me feel safe and at ease in my life and I’ll do and be whatever it is you think you want me to be…okay, so that’s a bit of a stretch…provide me with the comfort level that I so very much desire from time to time…don’t fence me in so-to-speak…give me my freedom and I will be all that you have imagined…

Such is life as The Mature Sex Goddess…

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