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The Boogyman as the SNOWMAN

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Crazy Feelings...

Being in love is scary. The constant feeling of dread that comes with the thought of possibly fucking up the healthiest connection I've ever experienced. The dubious thoughts that enter when reminiscing on how swiftly the bond is securing. The feelings of insecurity that come up when he shifts in his behaviors, leaving the question of long-term consistency. The twist and turns of my mind when I'm feverishly in love and all of the flags are green. "Let's find a red one," those intrusive, sabotaging voices suggest as I sift through memories to remember the truth of what has been said and experienced with him up until this point. My mind has a habit of creating stories what aren't even real. And his mind works in a similar way. Remaining connected through the fear is easily the most difficult thing I've chosen to do in my life, but it's worth it. Seeing his boyish grin widening across his face at the very sight of me gets me excited. The days and nights apart seem long, but the time apart deepens my desire for his touch...for his embrace. These feelings are Crazy, and I don't try to make sense of them. I sit with them. I become curious about them, and choose to allow the love I have for him to expand beyond my fears and trauma of the past. With deep breaths and faith, I nudge forward on this new path of love. He's worth the walk into the unknown.

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Muffled sounds invade my ears as I come to consciousness for the first time in what I presume to be a new day. Unable to lift my head that feels heavier with each throb of pain, I slowly peel open my eyes to the daylight pouring through my living room window. I'm immobilized from knocking back one or two...ugh fuck it, entirely too many drinks the night before. Damn, what a night that was. It was a typical Friday night with the girls, but our adventurous side led us to a new spot that had bottomless fishbowls and generous patrons. Like always, I had overstepped my limits and I was wasted. Thank god for friends with better judgement than myself. Unable to bear the attack of the sun on my bloodshot eyes, I close them once again to drift back into a drunken slumber on my couch, and after what seemed like to be an eternity of sleep, I'm brought back to consciousness by the vibration of my phone that happened to be laying on my chest. "Shit, this day is slipping past me," I think as I force my eyes open to see who unknowingly interrupted my path to sobriety. It is a text from my friend Bee with his usual asinine greetings. "Wake the fuck up big head! I'm in your city! Chi City baby!"

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Late Night Feasts

I could hear music pouring into the hallway as I exited the elevator on the top floor. 

"2201, the penthouse suite" the text message read. 

As I moved into the direction of my destination I couldn't help but notice the music becoming louder with each step I took.

"Somebody's a fan of WEEKEND," I thought to myself. 

I approached his door and noticed it was left ajar in anticipation of my arrival. 

What am I getting myself into? 

I slowly pushed the door open and let the dim light from the inside of the room fall across my face.

"Hey You, come on in," he said with a voice of husky authority.

"I wanted to make sure that you were decent before entering," I chuckled.

I always laugh when I'm becoming nervous.

He was a 6'6" pillar of chocolate sexiness covered in tribal tattoos that drove me INSANE! I had only been acquainted with him through mutual friends on facebook, but I could pick his face out of a crowd. 

Mr. Stone, they call him. He is an international man of mystery moreso because his business was to protect high profile clients when they needed security detail. 

We locked eyes.  His hands were strong and his body was chiseled.   He physically embodied everything a man in his line of work should be.  

I started to feel moist. 

"Make yourself comfortable. I've had a long day but since you're here to keep me company we might as well enjoy this view"

I looked at the bed and it was calling my name. The white goose down comforter looked like a bed of clouds awaiting the body of a goddess to descend.

As much as I wanted to lay down and really get comfortable, I decided against it and leaned against the desk sitting across from the room. 

I let the mellow tunes of WEEKEND fill my ears and I began to fantasize about how this night would go...

Shall I continue this Tale? Drop a comment below. 

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Happy National Sex Day!

I'm laying in a position that happens to be one of my favorites: collapsed doggie with one leg up. The feeling of penetration is like a warm hug around the D*ck. The angle provides a great view of my supple cheeks that absorb the impact of each stroke, creating ripples that rebound into the next deep stroke exploring my silky and savory center. A-spot and P-spot orgasms are bountiful thanks to the depth of penetration made easily accessible in this position. The marrying of our heart centers through his bulbous head and my cervix making an acquaintance creates an explosion of blended orgasms that send me right to heaven.

le sigh....

Wish I was celebrating this way tonight.

What's your favorite position?

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I walked into his studio breaking over a decade of silence between us. Our bond was forged through our love for fashion photography, but our relationship was thwarted by the devil. A tempter who saw my vulnerability and used it to his advantage. I was caught between two photographers: one who recognized the raw talent within me that he wanted to mold, and the other who wanted to use me for self gratification. My choice in the end was to side with lust, leading me away from the one who created a safe space for me. I watched him from afar for years witnessing his rise in the fashion world as he created images that would leave beautiful imprints. I knew I would be back in front of his lens at some point in my journey.

"Hey hey," I said, walking my things to the area carved out for model's prep. "Long time no see," he said, as he faced me with his round face and cheery disposition. The air was thick between us, and the need to point out the elephant in the room was apparent. "Let's talk about it now so we can focus on what we came to do," he suggested. We spent 30 minutes giving each other a recap of what our lives have transformed into since our last encounter. I was 22 when we parted ways. Standing in front of him in my mid-30's with the same appearance preserved through time seemed like a time capsule personified.

And now the elephant in the room...

JAFAR, as he labeled the mutual devil in our lives, created an undesired riff between us. We both spoke on the lies and manipulation used to separate us, and decided to release the past to move forward with a renewed relationship.

Deep Breath in....

Big hug....

Exhale....

Pull apart....

The love is still there.

Dozens of shutter clicks captured several poses in a flurry of outfits illuminated by natural light. Our work chemistry was untainted by time apart. Our process was linear: use simple poses, simple lighting to produce images that look airbrushed straight out of camera.

This image was the result of forgiveness and a return to love.

Photo by Charan Ingram.

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SOOOO we can post nudes here?! Or will I get flagged?

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We are so BACK!

Logged into Tumblr for the first time in years after seeing a lover create his page for his erotic content. I'm glad I didn't deactivate this page. Simply walked away when Yahoo acquired the platform. I guess I'll pick up where I left off. Old photo from 2020, but updates to come.

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Black kink in motion

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When people try to drag you online, let them. Not only does it boost your followers, but it pisses them off when they don’t get a response from you. Rise above it all. It doesn’t last long. Ignore the comments and keep it moving.

Glamazon Tyomi

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Blasts From The Past

They reappear in your life like memories that won’t fade. The people who you’ve walked away from in order to move into a new phase in your life always return. The unsolved mysteries and Unlearned lessons that are still waiting to be completed. That’s what these remnants are.

2019 has been a year of remembering for me. My memory has been jogged so many times this year in remembering the love and support I’ve received from the many partners and lesson bearers I’ve hosted in my life. Some lessons were gentle. Others were harsh. But all have been orchestrated for my benefit. I no longer force relationships. I allow all things to flow to me in divine time.

I don’t try to MAKE relationships or connections happen. I allow all things to flow naturally. I used to feel shaken by the return of past lovers, friends, companions or enemies, but not anymore. I embrace the chance to complete the tests that were left undone. That’s all any relationship truly represents, though. A lesson to be learned. Attraction is a navigator pointing us into the direction of our greatest lessons and tests.

I’m happy these shadows of the past are returning, and I’m excited to see how my life is shifting in beautiful ways through the lessons being learned. When someone pops back into your life, just remember there is a purpose for their resurgence. Always be aware of what the divine seeks to instill in you through your relationships and interactions with others. When we heal, we are not healed alone.

Ashe.

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I swear, you slay all day, everyday. Your beauty and brain never cease to amaze me. Your eyes are mesmerizing, your smile is shiny and contagious, and that big sexy brain of yours with all that knowledge. Keep doing you, love. I hope you’re having a wonderful weekend.

So sweet! Thank you love 💕💕🥰

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