Thanks for the Naughty

Over in the 'nilla blogging world the posts are about sunrises and the beauty of nature. Thanks for sweet mornings with children and spouses. About blessings of lives touched by happy, happy, joy, joy stuff. Ok... I am thankful for a few of those things too, but this blog here is a bit more fun than that.

So... naughty things to be thankful for.

I am thankful for the one who will let me tie himwith my words. "Put your hands behind your back and keep them there." And he will... everytime. And who will let me share the muse that is in me.

I am thankful my sweet slutty boy who like to show me himself dressed up as pretty as this. And who will get on his knees and do anything and everything I can think of. And I can think of a lot of things.

I am thankful for the lovely members at The Org that read my tasks and ask me oh so nicely, "Please Miss Honey, may I."

I am thankful for all my blogger friends who write sexy posts and offer sexier pictures that I get to read and see every day.

I am thankful for sexy boys that want to please me and do anything I ask. Including writing my name anywhere I ask. Acker dear you are such a darling.

I am thankful for Mala and Crowe and Aaerorider who came to the last Third Thursday and talked all sorts of fun, naughty ideas as we sat on the patio and enjoyed each other's company.

I am thankful for the internet that allows me to meet so many new kinky friends.

I am thankful for all who come to visit me and leave wonderful comments. I enjoy knowing that something I shared was sexy, moving, meaningful for you.

I am thankful for high heels and pretty lingerie and for pedicures. I am thankful for smooth legs and push up bras. I am thankful for thong panites and silk and lace.

I am thankful for the ablitity to write and share what I am thinking and that you will not judge me when those thoughts and ideas are a bit naughty. I am thankful for the time to share and read and learn and grow.

And I am very very very thankful for Hubby who lets me spank his bottom and lets me be all me's I am. Without him there would probably not be Miss Honey.