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La Ravaudeuse: May 2012
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The potentially true-life exploits of a twenty-something lady urbanite, with graphs. Thursday, May 31, 2012. About a year ago, Leah (of the now sadly defunct Leah Lays London. Introduced her unconventional blogroll using an excerpt of my writing. Interestingly, pornography is not even in the top ten. Potentially not the top 20. Sweet tapdancing Jesus, Leah, I'm pretty sure that's exactly what I want. I want to love it. I want to see undulating hips and hands grasping at backs; teeth biting into pillows a...
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La Ravaudeuse: the happiest kind of radio silence
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The potentially true-life exploits of a twenty-something lady urbanite, with graphs. Friday, December 9, 2011. The happiest kind of radio silence. I know I keep promising to write more, and then I write ONE THING and make the ONE CHART, and then I vanish back into the internet-shaped woodwork for weeks on end. It is a bad blogging habit. This time, I have an explanation that is good and is not related to school (which is going really, really well, for what it's worth). PS: The new man in my life really l...
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La Ravaudeuse: brewer
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The potentially true-life exploits of a twenty-something lady urbanite, with graphs. Monday, May 7, 2012. Grant is curious about the things that I write here. 8220;So what kind of names do you like to be called? 8221; Grant’s voice is low; he is a number of things but an extrovert isn’t one of them. 8220;You’re probably right. What else do you like? 8220;Bruises.”. 8220;Not on my face, not on my neck, but handprints on my ass, that sort of thing.”. 8220;You like power dynamics.”. 8220;Can I see them?
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La Ravaudeuse: area under the curve
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The potentially true-life exploits of a twenty-something lady urbanite, with graphs. Sunday, June 3, 2012. Area under the curve. It doesn’t. I don’t figure that out until I detect my own odor floating through the air around me. I repeat this cycle maybe 3 more times through the lecture. By the end the TA looks distraught, and he can’t mind his rhos and thetas anymore. 8220;La Ravaudeuse,” the TA says, “I need to talk to you for a minute, don’t leave yet.”. 8220;Miss la Ravaudeuse,” he starts. 8220;Ok, Ma...
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La Ravaudeuse: April 2012
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The potentially true-life exploits of a twenty-something lady urbanite, with graphs. Sunday, April 29, 2012. 8220;Grant,” I say, raising my head and putting my face in close approximation with his, “What do you mean by that? He kisses me and licks my lower lip; he tugs at the hem of my shirt to suggest that I remove it. I comply. 8220;Margot,” he replies, “I think tonight I would really love to go down on you.”. This is not so rare an occurrence that it requires any kind of fanfare or announcement. What ...
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La Ravaudeuse: August 2011
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The potentially true-life exploits of a twenty-something lady urbanite, with graphs. Saturday, August 6, 2011. The key to happiness. I know it's been a while. School is rough, my vacation ended up being nonexistent, and I've had some difficulty adjusting to a new schedule. That said, I've done some thinking. I think I've decided that this is the key to success with romantic/sexual interactions:. You guys, we should tell everyone. Links to this post. Thursday, August 4, 2011. Smiling from ear to ear.
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La Ravaudeuse: how to end a dry spell.
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The potentially true-life exploits of a twenty-something lady urbanite, with graphs. Saturday, May 14, 2011. How to end a dry spell. He tells me he wants to bend me over a car parked on the street. He asks me if I can tell how hard he is from where I am, pulled to his right as we briskly march down a cobblestone sidewalk. I feel my pussy tingling, waking up from a hiatus. I lick his earlobe and tell him to walk faster. I cannot find my keys. His right hand pulls the front of my tights down and finds my e...
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In which, again, I don’t know. | How To Be Butch
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How To Be Butch. Hint: There's more than one way. An Infrequently Updated List of Resources. In which, again, I don’t know. In which, again, I don’t know. January 17, 2011. As I’ve said before, I identify pretty strongly as female and as a woman (right now in my life, if you are curious, more strongly as a woman than as a butch.). In a comment Faggot Boi. Left here, he asked me why it was that I felt those identities strongly. I still don’t know. Is that why I might identify as a woman? I’d phrase ...
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Waking up to one last fuck | Leah Lays London
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Waking up to one last fuck. January 24, 2012. Posted by Leah in Cunnilingus. Frank and I hooked up on Saturday. We wandered the Wallace Collection in the late afternoon and then shared an early dinner at a Greek restaurant, after which we happily retreated to a hotel room, where we messed around until two thirty in the morning, at which point we fell asleep out of sheer exhaustion from too much fucking. My ankles crossed over the small of his back. Hands clutched at his muscular arms. I compelled...You t...