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Wednesday, January 23, 2013

The Fabulous La Riv


As you know, each year Moi goes all out for Halloween.  As I look back at years past and the costumes…The Phantom Of The Opera, Where’s Waldo, Peter Pan, Winafred Sanderson(Hocus Pocus), Cinderella, Carol Channings’ Hello Dolly, Maleficent and this past year, the Evil Queen.  Each year I design my costume, and the past few years, a dear friend of mine, named Lyle, aka La Riv, has brought my costumes to life.

He is extremely talented, and we never use a pattern, which he loves because it challenges him creatively to create my vision along with his for each costume!

His talent does not end there, by day he is a Graphic Designer, by night he is a sewing wizard!  La Riv specializes in Renaissance attire, Pirate garb, and more…he is a cross between Yule Brenner and Mr. Clean!

If you ever need a costume, etc… created for you, look him up on Facebook as La Riv!





Monday, January 21, 2013

The Toeless Armpit Licker!


As you know Moi has been a few dates through the years…

Some have been explosive, some have been blind, some have been ghostly, and some have even had missing parts!  Which brings to mind “The Toeless Armpit Licker!”

“Picture It” a sunny filled warm summer day, a gentle breeze is arousing my perfect skin as I walk along the lake.  As I stroll along I notice a man, a rather attractive man no less.  He is sitting on a park bench.  He is wearing fitted jean shorts, a white sleeveless shirt and walking shoes.  He is slender, with short dark hair, a handle-bar moustache, piercing dark blue eyes and wire framed glasses.  His skin is tanned and his arms are strong with muscles.  Naturally, Moi thinks “I wonder if he knows what time it is?” so I walk up to him, in my short red shorts, white t-top, and red walking shoes.  My hair is glistening with perspiration as it trickles down my tan back and all the way down to the crack of my perky booty.  I approach the handsome stranger and ask him “kind handsome sir, would you know what time it is?” and he must have been reading my mind, because he answered with “I think it is time I took you home and got you in the shower so I can wash you all over!”  Well Moi just stood there and blushed, stumbling for the perfect reply.  I replied with “my, my sir you are forward indeed, I like that in a man that knows how to make full use of his time!”

After sitting on the park bench with him, talking and laughing for over two hours, I decided to ask him to come to my place while I shower, alone, and then we could go out for dinner.  Needless to say, dinner ran a bit late, some intense necking got in the way!

After a few more dates, which were all very innocent, and fun I agreed to come to his home for a weekend and meet his friends.  He lived in a nearby city and so I went there with much anticipation!

The weekend was going along perfectly, his friends were funny, welcoming, and we all seemed to be having a great time!  It was approaching dusk and we decided to head back to his place.  After another intense make out session, he asked me if he could finally give me that “washing”… I thought what the hell!  As I watched him remove his shorts, g-string, shirt…Moi thought “so very nice!”

Then he removes his shoes, followed by his socks, he then walks to the bathroom to start the shower.  As he walks, I notice he has a slight odd walk.  It appears he is walking on his heels.  Oh well, maybe the floor is cold or something?  I undress and walk into the shower to join him, and as we lather up, Moi accidentally drops the soap.  It really is an accident, I bend down to find the soap, and while I am down there I notice that he is missing the exact same toe on each foot.  In that moment my mind starts spinning and thinking “what would Seinfeld do?”

After the shower, he starts to dry me off,  from top to bottom.  I return the favor and as I get down to his 8 toes I can’t help but be bothered by this.  Although on the other hand, his feet were faster to dry off then mine.  Maybe missing a few toes is a good thing?  Moi then excuses myself and goes to the other bathroom in his house, I lock the door and call Tulips.  I says…Tulips, he is missing a toe on each foot!  She says not to worry, because even if he puts his foot in his mouth, he won’t choke(due to the missing toes)!

Moi then returns to the bedroom…

We then slip into bed and he begins to kiss me.  All is going good, when all of a sudden he lifts my arms up and begins to lick my armpits!  At first I just lay there and think “what the hell is this freak doing to me?” and then I think is this guy for real, he is actually licking my armpits!  OMFG!  Is this really happening?

Needless to say all did not work out for us, and we parted ways.

When I think back to this tale, of The Toeless Armpit Licker, I realize, it is not the size of a man’s shoe that is important, but how many toes he has!