So…what do you think? There are still a few little things to work out and the blogroll need to be moved over one link at a time, but this is pretty much the new look. A real-honest-to-goodness ‘grown-up’ blog. If somethings not working or there’s something you really don’t like…please say something!

Cheers,

♀ & sss

This is where you all yell out, “Hi Dr. Nick!”  or not.

It’s 4 am, ♀ has been well and truly fucked, my sissy chores are all done and I’ve answered all my email so I thought I should write a Christmassy kind of post.

OMG it’s now 5:30 am and all I’ve done is read other peoples blogs and watched video’s.

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How about stained glass?

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Or how about some sexy balls for your tree?

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Many thanks to C. for pointing them out to us!

Cheers,

sss & ♀

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By Denette Wilford

2008-12-09

Man convicted of ‘Simpsons’ child pornography

Cartoons showing sex acts involving children based on Simpsons characters are pornographic, a judge ruled.

In Australia’s New South Wales Supreme Court, Justice Michael Adams ruled that a fictional cartoon character was a “person,” reports the Herald Sun.

Last February, Alan John McEwan was convicted of possessing child pornography and using his computer to access child pornography.

“The alleged pornography comprised a series of cartoons depicting figures modelled on members of the television animated series The Simpsons,” the judge said.

The cartoons showed characters such as Bart, Lisa and Maggie Simpson having sex.

“In my view, the magistrate was correct in determining that, in respect of both the Commonwealth and the NSW offences, the word ‘person’ included fictional or imaginary characters,” the judge said.
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McEwan was convicted and fined $3,000 and placed on a good behaviour bond.

There are still a few bugs to work out, but I think we’re well on our way.

Please say hello and We should have archives and blogroll and new content here soon.

Cheers,

♀ & sss

“Hey, new neighbour…I’m a cross dressing sissy. I write a blog about my sex life and it includes lots of pictures of my wife and I naked…want to help me set up my new domain?”

During my last phone call with Go Daddy, yesterday afternoon, I was assured that in the next 24-48 hours they would install Wordpress for me or at the very least have some sort of solution/resolution. So we shall see. I shudder at the thought of what my phone bill is going to be at the end of the month.

And now the other challenge of the week. I’ve been donating blood for about a year. I go every 8 weeks and this week was my 8th donation. Mini comes with me to keep me company and to get juice and cookies of course. They have a clinic in a big hall every 2nd week and there’s usually lots of people there, but the appointments are all scheduled and we’re usually in and out in 30-40 minutes. Things were not going well on this day and it was 45 minutes before I even got a cot. I had never seen the nurse that was going to suck out my blood before and I hope I never see her again. She couldn’t find a vein to drain. I suppose that happens, (though after 7 successful visits it was a bit surprising), but this women wouldn’t give up. Once she had the needle in for the third time she spent a good 10 minutes moving it around inside my arm trying to hit the sweet spot.

You can’t really tell from this picture, but this bruise is 8 inches long and goes almost all the way around my arm. Oh, and as we were leaving, Mini took a header in the parking lot and tore up his foot, knee and elbow. It was the big joke around here…Mini gave more blood at the clinic then Dad did.

HHNT

sss

Maybe trying to do this on the American Dead Turkey Day wasn’t our best idea ever, but that’s never stopped me before. Once we start clicking buttons, I don’t know how long we’ll be gone or if I’ll be able to post here to let everyone know where we are.

However, I can tell you where we hope to be very soon <RIGHT HERE>

You will come and visit us, right?

Cheers,

sss

Well let me tell you there are more advantages to having a sissy then you might have thought. Sure we’ll do pretty much any domestic chores you can think of and sure we’ll lay awake at night thinking of new ways to pamper you and make you happy and sure you can use and abuse us any way you like. Hell, some of us will even pay you for the privilege.

But did you realize that a well trained sissy makes an excellent personal shopper? ♀ bought a blouse last week and when she tried it on at home it didn’t fit. (A well trained sissy won’t ask why you didn’t try it on at the store) She asked me to exchange it for her. Now let me just say, big malls are not my favourite places and I don’t like crowds and I really don’t like Christmas shopping.

But I strive to be a good sissy so I went to the mall with her blouse…oh yeah… and two large french knives that I wanted to get sharpened. The parking lot was full and it was difficult to find a spot. Apparently, nobody told these people about the economic meltdown because the mall was packed. There was Christmas music playing and as I walked past the line of whinning children waiting to see Santa while swinging my bag of large knives, a lyric from a Pink Floyd song popped into my head. I bet you didn’t know that One of these days I’m going to cut you into little pieces meshes perfectly with the music to O come all ye faithful. It certainly amused the hell out of me.

I dropped the knives off and went into the Bay to exchange her blouse. They didn’t have that blouse in her size, but I spent some time looking through the racks and found a completely different blouse that I knew she’d like…oh yeah and when she tried it on at home…it fit. I was just getting ready to leave when they announced over the PA system that a jewellery store in the mall had just been held up and they told everyone to stay away from the exits. Just my luck…panic and chaos in a mall crowded with Christmas shoppers and I was unarmed. Drat!

There really wasn’t much panic and chaos where I was so I stayed in the Bay and found six pairs of panty’s for ♀. Seriously,  they were all for her. I didn’t get any for myself. Then I saw  knee socks and I had this great idea that ♀ needed Pippi Longstocking socks. I’m sure ♀ & I had never ever discussed Pippi Longstocking or even knee socks for that matter, but I decided I wanted to get her really bright knee socks. You know what I mean, right? Striped knee socks that scream “here I am”.

The Bay only had soft subtle colours so I ventured out into the mall and went to four other stores looking for Pippi Longstocking socks. Most of the staff I asked had no idea what (or who) I was talking about. A show of hands here…do you know who Pippi Longstocking is?

I was in Sears when the guy from the knife store called my cell to tell me my knives were ready and then they announced that it was safe to leave the mall. I found these socks. They weren’t exactly what I was looking for, but ♀ really liked them.

HHNT

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