You al know I have trouble starting off on Mondays. I had a “to do” list but I believe it will remain undone becacuse I dont feel like getting dressed, do my hair, make up and going out, but more than anything because it’s 8pm and everything is closed at his hour.
Oh no, I have done nothing the entire day…it’s ending and I have not done anything, that’s bad right? I have to find something to do right now or else this will be a useless day, irrecoverable. Let me see, let me think…..
Or down….I can’t believe this is happening. These boots are not old at all, I bought them for this winter as a matter of fact, and let me tell you they were not cheap either. You know I do not scrimp, when I like something I do not care what price I have to pay, but the only thing I hope is to have good quality. This time obviously I did not get it, so I take them to the shoe repair place and they tell me the fee for repair them and first I almost faint (almost, very close to what I paid for the boots) and secondly they just cant have them ready for like in 10 days…10 days!!!???? They do not understand, my boots are my everything along with the lingerie, the things I cherish, love, dont think I am crazy, well, maybe a little, but anyways, that’s my fetish, I love me wearing boots and miniskirts, boots and pants, boots and lingerie…boots and nothing.
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Hello buttercups! Here go the answers to some of your questions throughout the life of this blog. I have a cameraman who is my friend (and lover every blue moon), and he is great as you can see. He also does much of what I suggest and that’s how great we work together. The make up is on me. I read magazines like Cosmopolitan or Vogue where you can find tips and fashion do’s and dont’s. I love to read so I read anything that I can possible come across with, papers, flyers, brochures, novels, you name it. I sleep naked, I get in a very soft silk robe after I get out of the shower but before I enter the bed i take it off and lay down as naked as a newborn. I leave a little light on, which has the “starry night” of Van Gogh and it lights pretty. Also I leave the door to the balcony open in case a black night in a white horse wants to pass by and kidnap me.
I will continue tomorrow,
Love, Mariana
That’s me, walking around, getting on the bus, buying groceries, going to pay the electricity, buying fertilizer for a plant that is a little faded. I am just a regular shemale in the city, lol. People look at me, then they think I am too tall to be a lady but too feminine to be a transsexual. I confuse them. They do not know what to think, the only thing they know is that they have to think something, and that’s when they think that I am a tall women or a way too pretty shemale, lol.
Wow you guys, you really liked the picture with the black corset. I do look sexy and feminine. I look at them and love the delicacy of my aura, my eyes, my poses, all that is inspired by my beloved fans.
I have a bad temper when I fuck. I become an indomitable animal and want to hear Aws! and Oohs! and I also want to listen to you, it excites me when a lover moans and tells me what’s in his mind. I do not appreciate silent fucks
Fernando is my mom’s dog…don’t be jealous. He is turning 9 years today. Now he is old but he used to be a proud German Shepard who drove all the chicks-dogs around the neighborhood crazy and made them drool for him. It’s funny because a few weeks ago I was watching an American TV show called “The sharks tank” or something like that in which people come in front a panel of investors with their ideas for new businesses. This lady in particular had the idea of party food for animals, like special cakes and sweets to celebrate their birthdays. The panel did not take that idea under consideration for a fast growing business and I dont know why because a lot of people love their pets to the point of wanting to treat them on their birthdays.
In my mom’s case I know she would no mind to spend a fortune on Fernando. She is all obsessed with his health and appearance. Sorry, I did not mean to take the entire post today to speak about my mom’s pet’s birthday, but you see? Fernando deserves this, he is a special dog and I love him 🙂
Last Saturday I went to my friend’s house to help her paint the fence of her backyard…Big Mistake!!! not only I ended up with white paint all over my hair, my nails, my forehead (if I said my shecock, would you believe me?) but I also ate like a pig because my friend happens to be a fantastic cook and she prepared all kind a delicious plates that I could not resist to eat.
I must say she is Cuban and one of the plates she made was something called “malanga” which is prepared in the form of puree and you add milk and butter..it is yummy!! I ate a large bowl with Cuban bread that she bakes in her house. Her kitchen is very rustic and has a brick oven. That’s the only thing that made it all worth it, the flavor of that Cuban food, the warmth of the Cubans (more arrived ) their upbeat music, and the loud conversations. It was very nice to spend a clear-sky afternoon amongst them.
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Well, you leave me no choice….I am buying new boots. High-heels, fine tips, black, leather, whatever you want, and besides I am forced to buy new lingerie too to match them, and to be sexy and slutty for you. You know how much I love shopping. I take my time to see everything, tough it, feel it, smell it, look here and there. Even the clearance rack. Every time I see expensive and beautiful underwear (lingerie) I think of you, and imagining me wearing it, and the sole idea of you loving it, give me an erection, so yes, I am that pretty shemale, in the lingerie department, with a boner.
Today I’m staying in bed. I woke up early, jumped in the shower and got ready to do…. NOTHING! I suddenly realized I didn’t have any plans for today. So I came back to bed. It’s going to be a very relaxing day. I’ll call one of my slaves to bring me coffee (Caramel macchiato from Starbucks), and then I may thank him by sucking his cock. Then again, I may just dismiss him without any reward. I can be so cruel LOL!
No, really, I must think of something to do today, it cant be just a day in which I jerk off nicely and spend the day in bed, watching romantic movies, checking my daily zodiac, talking on the phone with friends, and eating icecream and pizza….or yes, why not?, sounds awesome, that will be my day like!!!
Yes, you all guessed right, that supportive pole is my shecock!!!:)
On another note, I went to the premiere of my friend’s play in Buenos Aires. She was fan-tas-tic, beautiful, second to none. I wore that mini-dress I told you about, the very short and tight one. My legs were the sensation of the after party. I received a lot of compliments and I believed them all. They asked me if I played tennis or if I was a ballerina…hahaha. Of course those were the ones that did not have a clue I was a shemale, because there were those who did and kept looking at me libidinously, imagining themselves with my cock in their mouths. I know that type, the sneaky ones, who what really wanted was to stick their heads between my legs and go “Hmblagh, hmblagh, hmblagh”
There is a place that offers comfort, with a great post, hard and strong, that you can always grab, in your worst days, the most fatal moments of your life that post remains hard for you to give you the strength you need and make you again a man who believes in the good things of life. If you are ever going through a bad time and you think that all forces have abandoned you, come to this place and press that post hard to renew your confidence.
