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Did You Read Postsecret.com This Week? I did!

I lost count so long ago.  I guess I’m a slut.  Surprise.

This is more a rambling of thoughts than a cohesive blog post.  It’s 6:04 am as I begin this.  Let’s see when I finish.  I haven’t gone to bed yet in an attempt to get ahead.  I have so much to do and not enough time.  I’m looking for a sign that isn’t there.  I’m at a crossroads.  I’m trying to figure out whether or not to go for it or to play it safe.  My instincts tell me to go for it, that I’m on the right path, but my instincts have been wrong at least twice before, as evidenced by my two ex-husbands.

There are exciting things going on.  The Accidental Blowjob just did a site review of Catalina Loves today that was amazing and awesome.  Ellie Lumpesse is not only going to teach me to do podcasts properly, but asked to do an interview, too.  That’s rad.  This comes right after my feature on Radical Vixen’s Sex Worker Solidarity post.  The energy is moving forward.  I feel as though I am on the precipice of something.

I dig talking with JC and his girl.  I absolutely adore, nay I say maybe I love, Thursday and D.  I’m looking forward to some visits from two very sexy women in the near future.  Indeed, life is good - even Mr. F has been texting, trying desperately to connect for one of my top shelf blowjob visits.  If only there were time for it.  He doesn’t understand - I can’t just get up and leave…  I have to get beautiful stunning before I come over.  Still, I owe him one and it’s been way too long!

…I did get to actually talk to Lochai today… as in on the phone, and I did actually talk to a very famous photographer and cinematographer, Bobby Knight also.  I’m getting ready to interview Bobby very soon.  (Note to self, finish those interview questions!)

Today I spent the majority of my day finalizing a press release for Pro Photo Tours.  I wanted it to be 100% absolutely perfect.  It took a little time to get it just right.  I think I got it.  We’ll see.  I think the meat of it posts on Catalina Loves on Wednesday.  See, I know this because I just posted a blog post for every day between now and Saturday on Catalina Loves.  I think that buys me some time to work on other projects I need to be working on.  I also did a week’s worth of posts on The Momme Domme.  There is one that will post this week that is a really hot fantasy that r wrote a while back about Ms. Nikki Nefarious and I teaching him a little lesson.  Fun.  Here’s a secret:  I hate having posts written and not publishing them right away.  It’s the same reason I can’t store Christmas presents in the closet between September and Christmas.  Story of my life, I give it up too easily (ha ha).

Ugh, it’s 6:24.  I’m not in bed yet.  I’m running with The Dude today - a little bit different routine though.  I’m going to do sprints for 15 minutes and then he has a whole other workout, weightlifting, abs routine set up for me.  I asked him to give me a 100% guarantee that I’ll end up with a bod like Demi Moore, and he said he would fully refund my money if unsatisfied.   My goal weight is 120 lbs.  That seems reasonable for a girl who is 5′4″ (and a half!).  I’m getting closer so it’s time to not just do the cardio, but tone things up, too.  I’m kind of excited, and terrified.

It is 6:43.  I just finished adding the tags, checking off the categories, choosing and resizing an image, placing it and linking it, and now I’m going to hit publish and close my eyes for a few hours.  MDS is going to be so mad at me for staying up all night to work again.  One of these days I’m going to take an entire day off.  It’s weird that I’ve worked longer hours and put more effort in since quitting my job teaching, yet I’ve never been happier.

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Everything is as it should be, when it should be.  That’s my mantra.  I believe in it, too.  That doesn’t mean that shit just magically happens, it just means sometimes you have to accept the now for what it is.

As I began typing this, I was listening to Coldplay’s new Viva la Vida album, which I’ve yet to review on Catalina Loves or on Coldplay Live Archive! (I love it!) And as I opened up the window to write, Chris Martin says, in my earphones, “It’s such a perfect day,” and really, it has been perfect.  Allow me to share.

I woke up this morning and talked to my favorite photographer in the entire world, Lochai.  Talk about a treat!  I love to hear his voice on the other end.  Then I talk with another world-famous photographer, Roberto DiMarco.  I cannot believe that he agreed to do an interview with me.  With me!  I was flattered he even took my call!  So, I’m working on some good questions for him.

I spent some time talking to The Dude about his date last night.  I could tell that she was Miss Right and not Miss Right Now when he told me that she kissed him in front of her friends.  I told him that he would have to wait until the 3rd date for slutty.  He said, “I knew you women had a secret timeline.” Nice.  He described to me that she was dressed in a little black dress.  “Well then, the little black dress means she was dressed to impress so you know she had on the matching panties and bra underneath.”  Really, what self-respecting woman wouldn’t pay attention to her panties and bra on a first date.  Even if you’re not planning on getting naked, you still put forth the effort, no?  I do just to go to dinner with friends, so I figure she must to go on a date.  So I got the scoop on the date from The Dude and then we talked about going to the driving range to hit some balls.  Just saying it now makes me giggle all over again.  “Let’s hit some balls tomorrow.”   Well, maybe not tomorrow because tomorrow I have to spend some time with M.

I also find it entertaining that apparently The Dude has found the posts about him, since he recognized himself in them and texted me something like, “The Dude, huh?  Ok, I can take that,” at 2:35 am the other morning.

Ok, so the M thing.  Normally we go out to dinner on Friday nights, but this week he thought he would be out of town, so we planned on Thursday night.  I had to cancel on Thursday night, though, and so that has left us with, “Let’s do something this weekend.” So the plan is to get together tomorrow, have some drinks maybe, grab some lunch, do something, and hang out.  That means that hitting (striking? clobbering?) balls with The Dude tomorrow must wait.  But, here’s the thing.  The Dude doesn’t have to work next week, so we can go in the middle of the day, or in the morning before it’s hot.   Besides, The Dude is also my little Catholic naughty texting friend, so he has to go to mass tomorrow.  He can’t be hitting balls on the Lord’s Day.

Friday I spent the afternoon working with Ms. Nikki Nefarious on her blog.  It is coming together nicely, if I do say so myself.  She’s been working hard on it.  She also gave me a whole new wardrobe of clothes that she has shrunk out of that are my perfect size.  w00t!  I needed new clothes, and her wardrobe rivals that of some of the biggest clotheswhores you’ve ever seen.  She is the clotheswhore extraordinaire.  Bitch.  So I took W with me to Nikki’s to hang out.  She’s off school and bored to tears, so she played wii while we worked on blogs.  It was very nice.  I like it, actually, that W grows up in a world where it’s not really that weird to her that Nikki is married to her husband and lives with her submissive, mia, also.  She’s pretty libertarian at 14.  Her attitude is, “Well, it’s not like they’re hurting anybody else - and they have kool-aid and fried peanut butter and jelly sandwiches with syrup!  They’re nicer than most of my friends’ families.”  It’s true, it’s almost 50’s housewifishly perfect - homemade recipes baking in the kitchen, two cars in the driveway, flowers outside, a pink flamingo in the flowerbeds even!  There is truly no one else like Nikki.

This evening I had an invitation from Mr. F to come over, and really nothing is stopping me except a lot of work to do.  I can’t believe I actually turned down a chance to spend time with Mr. F.  Had to happen.  Here it is 11:28 pm and I am still working.  Yes, this counts as work!  I think he’s excited at the thought of my redheaded friend and I going for a visit, as he texted something along the lines of, “Are you asking me if I’m down for a blow job from two beautiful redheaded women? LOLOLOL” and I texted something back like, “Is that a yes?” and he said, “YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”   I’m pretty sure the anticipation of that is feeding into his need for a perfect Catalina blow job, but … my ego says it’s just because I’m that good!

That seems like a good place to leave off…  (oh, and I had great sex last night!)

Life is good.  In a nutshell, life is pretty good.  Friday night I went out to dinner with M, my regular Friday night dinner with a twist.  Instead of just going to my favorite restaurant in Charlotte, we went to my favorite restaurant in Charlotte with Nikki and her girl, Mia.   We ate the most delicious dinner, had some yummy martinis and went back to M’s place.  M happens to make a lot of money.  I won’t say more, there’s no need to.  But he lives in a very nice penthouse apartment in uptown Charlotte, so we went back to M’s place to chill out and do a really nice “Penthouse Bondage” shoot.  Not only did Nikki get some nice images of me, but she also tied up Mia and took some shots of her as well.  M got to watch.  That was his reward.  He got to take three beautiful women out to dinner, then watch as Ms. Nikki Nefarious tied up Catalina in his living room and then later Mia.  He did say it was a banner day for him.  I’m sure that is true.  I was excited because Nikki and Mia are the first of my friends that I’ve introduced to M.  As soon as I get some of the images, you can bet I’ll share them with you!

Let’s see, what else?  I have been working on some FetLife projects.  FetLife totally rocks and I’ve become friends with the FetLife man, John.  We are working on a project to get some new banners and code, and also to get new images of real kinksters on FetLife for the front page.  It seemed like a small project, as most of the things I do seem, but it’s become quite an event.  I have to say though, I love it.  I also started a FetLife/JohnBaku Fan Club.   I always call myself the FetLife official unofficial fan club leader, and people thought there was a real fan club, so I made one!  Join up!

I finally joined the ranks of the cool kids and signed up with Skype and Twitter.  Now you can follow me around.  I’m CatalinaLoves on both of them.  Pretty obvious.   Curvaceous Dee finally helped me set up my Google Reader.  Yes, I’m that lame that I didn’t use RSS feeds, I just jumped bookmark to bookmark.   I’ve gotten to know her quite well and I really like her a lot!

W is finally home from Oregon, so for the most part our time has been spent balancing being parents and work.  Quid Pro Quo, our PR and Marketing firm, is doing very well and we have new clients that we want to work with, so we’re excited!  It’s now a balancing act of having a home business, writing, parenting, social lives, sex lives, friends, music, smoking out, running, meditating, and at some point eating and sleeping.

I need to, in fact, quit writing this post even though there are more words in my tummy because I just also started writing for Trufetish.com and I owe them a story and a bio and all of that.  I also have bestsexbloggers.com, which isn’t even live yet that I’m working on.  Oh My!  I need a secretary, a housekeeper, a nanny, a submissive, and a personal assistant (that wants to work for free).  Know anyone?

I guess this is as good a time as any to wrap it up and move on.  There is real smut to write.  Like how I’m planning a couple of really hot group activities…  that’s a post for another blog and another day!

OMG - I can’t believe I almost forgot to mention Lochai!  One of the best parts of being Catalina is having Lochai in your cell phone and getting a text that says, “Cum for me”.

This post is crazy long today - fair warning!

Life is boring and it’s exciting at the same time.  I kind of do the same thing day after day yet it’s pretty exciting!  I started trying to write sexual fantasies in Spanish, but the reality is that my Spanish isn’t really such that I know all the best sexy slang.  I guess I have a new challenge.

I talked to my friend last night, the hot little 23-year-old teacher that I used to work with, on text.  We hung out for the first time in a long time the other night and got all fucked up.  He knew about part of my secret life while we were teaching together, but not all of it.  Now that we are no longer co-workers, I let him in on a few more secrets.  It all happened because he asked me what i was doing for a living now that I’m not teaching and I mentioned being a PR and Marketing consultant, which led to a discussion of my client list, which led to the inevitable question on my part, “once you see the links to my blogs there is no going back.”  But he is a consenting adult and so he now knows.  How much he knows and what he’s read, I have no idea, but I do really value having true friends who know the true you and not just the social mask you present to most of your friends.

So anyway, it changes things a bit that we don’t work together anymore and that I’m a professional sex writer, worker, and promoter.  It doesn’t change things like all of a sudden I gave him the best head of his life, though that has crossed my mind.  He and I already had a perverted friendship to begin with, so it just really is a new level of perversion that we share in common.  Kind of nice, really.  I have a flirting fetish.

So last night I texted him to find out if he was going to go work out today (Sunday) because I wanted to go running, but instead he says he’s going to Mass and then to brunch.  Okay, I forgot that even though he’s a perverted little man that he is a good little Catholic boy.  So I said something about six different responses I started to his text but they were all too filthy.  So he asked me to send them anyway.  Again…  “Are you sure?  Are you sober?”  LOL.  Seriously.  I don’t appreciate it when people can only be sexual when drunk.  So again I realize he’s just being a little naughty.  So okay.  I play along.  Now I have to try to remember them all.

• Number 1: To sneak off somewhere during mass, one at a time, discreetly, to a place where nobody where nobody would think to look (why would we even be there, nobody would be looking).  A simple lift of the dress and quick fuck and back into mass just as casually and just as discreetly, but with a very naughty secret.
• Number 2: To park far enough away from the church that you could have a quick blow job in the car and I would go into church tasting cum on my lips.
• Number 3: To take the nice little Catholic boy and turn him into a filthy slut who has no purpose other than to satisfy me.
• Number 4: To have hot sex that morning before leaving so that while you’re sitting there in church there is cum dripping out of me into my panties and the subtle scent of my pussy on your fingers.

(He texts, “That’s four by my count, keep going.”)

• Number 5: To be sitting around at brunch with all the nice churchgoing people while messing around with each other under the tablecloth while keeping a straight face.
• Number 6: To give you a reason to confess next week after thinking such filthy thoughts about a married woman.
• Bonus 7: Because I’m competitive and I love cum and know that I am good at what I do.  I figure you’re 23 and so you’ve never had anything like me.  Nobody you’ve ever slept with has ever sucked your cock the way I would and we both know that.
• Bonus 8: It would make all the rumors from school that we were fucking true, which is hot.

So we met up for brunch today.  It was fun, kind of like old times eating together at school.  I watch him devour thousands of calories while I freak out over how many I am eating.  I give him half of my food and take a bite of his, no matter what it is.  Wait.  WTF?!  I didn’t get a taste of his food today.  Now he owes me! It is nice to be able to be perverted with friends and not have it be weird.  I like that about my friends.

Let’s see, what else?  I set up Nikki’s Altered Aperture gallery on Google Photo.  It’s nice to be able to upload galleries, set them as unlisted, and then send someone the auth key to get into the album.  I like Google for a lot of reasons, despite their invasion of privacy that they don’t even try to deny.  I also used Google Photo to make an album to send to my cookie friend to see if I can get a couple of new banners made for me.  He’s a pro and it’s so obvious in his work.   I love to fantasize about my friends.  I should write a new fantasy for my cookie friend one of these days.

I had a nice talk with Melvin about coming to Charlotte.  I really want him to do my first set of nudes and I really want him to shoot a scene with MDS and I.  He’s the perfect person to do it in my mind.   Then I talked to Nikki about shooting with Melvin - he should shoot her, she should shoot him, they should both shoot me (of course), and Nikki also talked about lining up some models she knows and doing a shootout, which I think must mean that they both shoot the same model at the same time from different angles.  Since neither of them seem like gun people or John Wayne, I think that must be what it means.  Anyway, Melvin would be coming to Charlotte as our guest and would stay with us in our home and hopefully will also join us in our cozy, comfy bed, if even just to hang out comfortably.   Who knows what else…  Melvin has a Sir and I have to watch myself from trying to make him Mine.

I came up with a genius idea for a new blog today and now I just have to implement it (buy the domain and set it up).  I can’t let the cat out of the bag yet, but you’ll soon hear about it.  I’m also working on the Quid Pro Quo website, which will soon be moved from WordPress to its own .com domain.  I am going to make a static page for each of our clients and I think it would be nice to blog about it from time to time as well.  I have amazing experiences and conversations with people that others dream of talking to.  It’s good stuff.  I’m leaving everything as a draft at this point until we move it to it’s dot com address.  It’s soooooo much work to move an established blog.  Just don’t make that mistake.  Learn from my earlier mistakes.  Patience over Populating Your Blog if you have any plans to move it at all.

That’s my Sunday.  It’s 6:25 pm.  Busy day.  How was your day?  The image is from Postsecret.com, which you should read every Sunday - it’s one of my favorite days of the week because of Postsecret!