Dec 13th, 2009
by Sinclair.
Today is my one year anniversary of dating Kristen. There’s another post coming shortly about our year together, but while that’s coming, here are some of my favorite stories of her from this past year. Many of the most viewed posts on Sugarbutch are stories about Kristen, though to be honest we have had sex [...]
Jun 19th, 2009
by Sinclair.
I mentioned that last weekend marked six months that Kristen and I have been together … one of the things I did was to finally finish the lovesong mix that I’ve been working on for a and have felt particularly resistant to doing with her, exactly because of the ways that it is romantic and [...]
Jun 16th, 2009
by Sinclair.
These are some of the moments I remember, some of the flashes of motion that still play in my mind. Her arms bound to her chest; fifty feet of rope wrapped around and bound. Then her knees bent up and back and bound to her wrists. Wrapped around again. The way her muscles strained to [...]
May 28th, 2009
by Sinclair.
Kristen sits on the edge of the bed. I kneel, take her calves in my hands, shackle the ankle cuffs on her one at a time, then rise and hold out my hand for her wrists. I love this part. A tiny moment of patience and waiting as I’m not sure if she really will [...]
May 27th, 2009
by Sinclair.
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May 19th, 2009
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May 11th, 2009
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Apr 20th, 2009
by Sinclair.
It was the build-up and release from this weekend that has stuck with me well into today’s Monday afternoon. The way we rock together, slow and sweet, the way the friction between us builds and rises like waves, then cresting and crashing, leaving a perfectly smooth beach full of tiny worlds in its wake. How [...]
Apr 17th, 2009
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Apr 15th, 2009
by Sinclair.
I’m restraining myself. Holding back. In so many ways that feel so unnatural, like stopping an object already in motion, changing trajectories when the path is already clearly cut in front of me. A runner in a crouch waiting for the gun to go off. A horse behind the racetrack doors, hoofing at the ground. [...]
