Never Wear White After Labor Day.
It’s been quite a summer for LeatherSkinBiker. It’s going to take some consistent posting to catch my readers up on all the events and unexpected turns and twists this summer. In terms of a sneak preview, there was an unexpected reconnection with smokedog, skin cancer surgery, new friends, testosterone-charged Sox games, and fortunately, a couple of visits to the Chicago Eagle before it closed in the location I’ve always known it.
The days are already getting shorter, there is a hint of autumn in the air, and time just refuses to slow down.
It’s time for me to resume my blog posting. Talk is definitely cheap, but the written word is priceless.
Your last paragraph of two sentences in Your above mini-posting embrace and convey the feelings of Your many readers, Sir. When You are ready, we’re excited about Your return, Sir.
This evening, I re-shaved my genitals as a ritual preparation for a new round of commitment to submission. I am one of those who, to use your words, needs others to make decisions for me, and I need you, specifically, to set a standard of what it means to submit properly. Please come back to us - soon. As one top I serviced regularly once put it — “If it weren’t for me, where would these bottoms be?” Exactly correct.
UticaJoe
With all the world’s economic system at that moment during an earthquake when one has begun to grasp what is happening: “Shit, this really could be the Big One!”…
What better time to help in our moments of escape??
sukceed,
I am feelin’ ya. I’ve been working on the escapism part. What’s lacking is my writing about what I’ve been up to. But I’m not done writing. Meantime, work has been demanding ridiculous hours.
Thanks for the comment, boy.
LSB