MILF HUNTRESS

So the things we do to keep in shape, huh?  Definitely strong motivation to look good and stay strong when I need to put men at my mercy. 

I am partly doing this for the money.  Partly doing this for the fun of it.  I like to role play…I’m a frustrated actress.  Supposed to be deciding on a persona, but I can’t settle down to just one. 

I want do sadistic German housewife, Russian interrogator, definitely want to play Dr. 

KNOW I am going to have a Chevy Chase moment when I walk into the loft on Wednesday.  THIS IS CRAZY.  THIS IS CRAZY.  THIS IS CRAZY.  THIS IS CRAZY. 

Guess the guy we will be dealing with for starters is a repeat customer severely into TRAMPLING.   Of course this means, ….I am definitely going for a pedicure tomorrow. 

So I have this red lipstick fetish.  My daughters give me hell about it.  But I love it.  Only things have progressed to where my lips are no longer satisfied with red saturation.  Now my body wants it too.  Only my body wants naughty words written upon it.  I believe this is a silent form of Tourette’s.  With the help of the internet, I know I will find like minds, all sharing the same fetish/disorder.  Maybe we will form a Yahoo Group or something. 

Wooh!  I’m really tired, and have a pounding headache in addition to a slight buzz.  But THINK I have time for a quick blog before lights out.  Went down to Rachel’s loft tonight.  This is in a beautiful part of the city, full of old warehouses.  You take a ride up the freight elevator to the top floor and there is her place in all it’s artistic glory.  I am so not worthy, but there I am.  Rachel lives in her loft, but it is also where she has her “dungeon”.  I have never seen so much paraphenalia and propoganda in my life.  Extremely well equipped.  Honestly, what excited me the most was the gynecological table.  Anway, I’m truly tired…but there was some splendid discussion………and our first date has been set for Wednesday.  I am officially…….DOM in training.  Now I just need to come up with a name.

I started out doing a tremendous amount of cardio.  My lard ass needed it.  I’m talking 1-2 hours daily.  I got lost in it, worked up a good sweat, I didn’t mind.  Nowadays I’m thinking fast muscle twitch fibers.  I am already tall, long muscle.  Do I really need more slow twitch?  Hell no.  So for the past few months I have been doing no more than 25 minutes cardio at a time.  I don’t want to push into the time zone where I am burning fat, because at that point I am also burning muscle.  Most days I try to keep it intense.  I also aim for twice a days to raise my metabolism.  I use cardio to burn calories, not build a physique.  That is what the weights are for.

I don’t train sexy.  I train like The Wild Woman From Borneo.  Often while I am training, I am in the mood to eat heads.  Chicken heads, bat heads, anything you put in front of me.  People within 12 feet of me often look tasty too.  Why is it only their heads I’d like to eat?

It’s a done deal.  My ticket has been bought.  There is no turning back.  Can I hear a hoo-f-cking-rah-rah-rah?!?!?  MOTIVATION?  Yeahhhhh….! 

Shhhhhhhhhhh!  Don’t tell Mr Moss, but I am still eating pudding, fruits, and nuts!  According to my latest avi however…….I don’t look too darned bad!  Sure I would like to drop 10 lbs.  But I’ve got 5 weeks!  I can do this standing on my head.  (I eat less this way.)

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