Lolita Wolf’s Predictions & Predilections

Don Quixote and I ate dinner at the Empire Diner with an old friend of his. I had the grilled salmon, he had the chili and the friend had guacamole. The waiter had the same snotty attitude that most Empire Diner waiters throughout time seem to have. But the food was good [...]

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“You’re in charge of the music,” I told Don Quixote. I was driving home from our New Year’s weekend and DQ was riding shotgun. We were listening to the radio.
I like to delegate. Sometimes it’s stuff I don’t want to do, but usually it’s stuff that the other person does better than [...]

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I’m not big on processing, but sometimes I think it worthwhile to take a step back and look things over.  Relationships are not stagnant, even though I am not one to push them along.  Actually, I am loathe to push them along at all.  And just to where would I push it [...]

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In many ways, it was a perfect weekend, or at the very least, a perfect way to tackle the complexities of attending Floating World and Jack’s funeral.  Don Quixote is a very good daddy and treats me like a Princess.  We are very comfortable, yet flexible, in those roles and are able [...]

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Here’s a photo of me driving pat’s convertible from Leather Levi Weekend back to Oakland.  Whee!  I am doing the California girl thing!
This has just been such a stressful week for me.  Ugh!  But today I hit the road again.  I love road trips and I love driving.  I’m gonna pick up [...]

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I’m excited about going to Floating World. It’s not the event so much but what Don Quixote and I are going to do there. We are going to do a weekend of exclusivity. Exclusivity or, as I jokingly refer to it, monotony. We’re putting the poly in our relationship on hold and [...]

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At Dark Odyssey Leather Retreat, I told Don Quixote that he should be available to me on Saturday night. I dressed up in the new girdle he bought for me and then used some pink nylon rope to fashion a strap-on harness for my big brown cock. I had learned the rope [...]

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“So, you want to get tied up?”
“I was hoping for that,” Don Quixote told me. “I also have this toy.” He waved a black rubber baton.
I got out his black hemp and tied his legs into crab ties. I then had him kneel on the bed and let him arrange the covers in a [...]

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The only thing my Daddy likes better than playing with his little girl is playing with two little girls. So Daddy was very happy when my cousin came over to play. The first thing we did was fix our hair. My cousin has beautiful black long hair like a Cherokee princess. We [...]

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Don Quixote said to me the other night that this would be our third Leather Retreat together. I didn’t say much in return, but it did get me thinking. This thing with DQ has turned into a real relationship or something. I have two things to say about that:

Yikes!
I’m really having a [...]

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