October 2, 2011

FRUITS OF DESIRE

WE ALL ENJOY OUR TASTE OF DIFFERENT THINGS IN LIFE NOW ME I REALLY ENJOY A GOOD COLD ORANGE PEELED VERY SLOWLY DOWN THE MIDDLE.THEN JUST PULL IT APART AND EAT ONE PIECE OF THE SWEET FRUIT ONE SLICE AT TIME SAVORY THE JUICE AS IT DRIPS DOWN MY CHIN SOMETIMES MY HAND AND ARM BUT ITS SO GOOD I HAVE TO SAY.IT DOESN’T MATTER IF IT GETS ALL OVER ME I JUST LICK IT ALL AWAY LOL NOW LOOK AT YOU GET THAT MIND OUT OF THE GUTTER I WAS TALKING ABOUT A ORANGE HERE EVEN TOOK A PIC  TO PROVE IT LAUGHING . MOMMY LORRAINE
September 10, 2011

One Inch Tall

If you were only one inch tall, you’d ride a worm to school. The teardrop of a crying ant would be your swimming pool. A crumb of cake would be a feast And last you seven days at least, A flea would be a frightening beast If you were one inch tall. If you were only one inch tall, you’d walk beneath the door, And it would take about a month to get down to the store. A bit of fluff would be your bed, You’d swing upon a spider’s thread, And wear a thimble on your head If you were one inch tall. You’d surf across the kitchen sink upon a stick of gum. You couldn’t hug your mama, you’d just have to hug her thumb. You’d run from people’s feet in fright, To move a pen would take all night, (This poem took fourteen years to write– ‘Cause I’m just one inch tall). by Shel Silverstein Silvie Enjoy the shrinking fantasy would so enjoy doing that to you
August 8, 2011

Prissy Sissy

Oh he wanted to dress like a sissy so bad he moaned and groaned for weeks about it.He just didn’t know what kind of sissy he wanted to be so we talked and talked it over and so i told him we could dress him up just like the little girlie sissy he so wanted to be and if he wanted more then we could add that also.Shopping with these little sissy was a blast she sure knew about what she wanted she loved all of the pastel colors we came across from one shop to another we went then we popped into this one like a hole in corner little shop and there it stood out the most perfect outfit just made for these sissy.Got the sales lady to show us the dressing room and she tried the whole outfit on.It was a perfect fit so i ask her if this is what she wanted she looked at me with tears in her eyes and said yes granny.So i went and paid for the outfit and went back to the dressing room and told her to change into her other clothes she had worn in here with eyes still with tears in them she said can i please wear it home i looked at her face and told her sure it was all hers and paid for.She walked out of that little shop like she had won a million bucks.Now my sweet little sissy is very happy. Silvie 1-888-430-2010 For all of your sexual and nasty fantasies i am here
July 21, 2011

Prissy Sissy

Oh look how cute you are in that adorable outfit you know that you do don’t you.All dressed up in that frilly dress now i do think you need to go shopping with me for even more cute outfits. We can have so much fun just think just think we can get you a outfit for every day of the week plus all those special occassions.Plus some cute little shoes,socks,panties to go over those diapers you will be wearing lol.Now when i get you all dressed up Mommy is going to take you for a nice ride on the back of her bike just to watch those ruffles flapping in the wind. Mommy Lorraine Mommy Lorraine is here for all of your fantasies and dreams 1-888-430-2010
June 27, 2011

Mr. Mousy’s Encounter

Twas a warm spring night and all through the house. Not a creature was stirring with the exception of “Mr. Mouse!” Biggio the cat was all snuggled up in his bed. Dreams of a fat juicy mouse most likely running through his head. Up pops Mr. Mousy through a tiny hole in the floor. He scampers right past that cat making it to the cabinet door… Hops into a drawer and begins to rummage around. The slumbering cat doesn’t even hear a sound. Now, Mr. Mousy is having a blast playing about. That is until the drawer is quickly pulled out! There’s a scream and suddenly Mr. Mousy hits the floor… Too close for comfort… by the cat’s bed on the floor. All too quickly the cat is set into motion, as he stirs from slumber having heard all the commotion! What??? …is someone tap dancing on MY kitchen floor? Gaining his composure he pounces upon Mr. Mousy over by the cabinet door. Now, Mr. Mousy rolls over and begins to play dead… The cat soon tires and considers going back to his bed. Mr. Mousy seizing the moment, recovers in a flash. Taking off in a most frenzied dash! The cat is left standing in utter confusion. Could this be a bad dream or possibly an optical illusion? “NO, this has to be real,” his nose once again catches Mr. Mousy’s scent… “How dare that disorderly mouse leave without MY consent!” The cat is not finished with this unwelcome guest… He has just entered into a “mouse hunting quest!” He can be found most often over by that cabinet door. Or lying with his nose real close to that tiny hole in the floor. So Mr. Mousy you better “beware”… Mr. Biggio’s watching for ya to come sneaking around there!!! Martha Franks April 12, 2000
June 13, 2011

The Dusky Duck

September nights have scarcely felt The first cool breath of autumn time, Ere high the black duck pinions fan Our shore-line, in their flight sublime. At first these swift fowl skim the cloud, And high in lessening circles sweep; Then slow to lonely bays descend, Glad to repose their wings in sleep. And so for passing weeks they haunt The inland marsh and muddy creek, Where in the shallows or the grass, Their pastime or their food they seek. Most shy, at midday they disport In ocean surf or ample bay; But when the evening shades pervade And fades the twilight of the day, Then with a soaring flight they rise And seek some lonely marsh remote, Some salt-pool in the meadow scoop’d; And here their quacking numbers float, And here the watchful fowler lies In ambush for the dusky prize. Isaac McLellan (1806-1899) Lorraine Mommy Lorraine is always here for all of her babies needs no matter what they might be sexual,sensual or baby related she is here 1-888-430-2010
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