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I’m not going to lie.  The last few months have been exhilarating.  I’ve become addicted to the thrill and excitement.  I’ve met some awesome guys. Most recently someone new (a local someone no less…think of the possibilites!) who makes the “Tall Glass of Yummy” from my birthday outing last fall pale in comparison (seriously….*swoon*).  And even made some great friends along the way.

This…what we are doing, PC and I.  Has stirred up many emotions and issues….or rather ‘topics of conversation’.  When PC moved here to be with me, when I was broken and in my downward spiral, it wasn’t easy.  It was HARD.  To pick up the various pieces, sift through the drama and make our lives together work.  But not in a ‘we can’t be together’ sort of way.  More in a ‘we need to work through this’.  

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Relationships, marriages…they take……require, work.  And if both parties aren’t working at it, it falters and fails. So we continue to work at ‘us’ and our communication.  But also continue opening what PC earlier called Pandora’s Box.  That I have found quite addicting.  And I think PC has as well. 

But at the end of the day, when you put all of that aside, the one I come home to.  Who my heart belongs to is PC.  He’s my happily ever after.  I would give it all up in a heartbeat if I had to choose.

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~ xo

Vixen

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My young terribly adorable Marine friend has a girlfriend.  Or rather had a girlfriend.  She broke up with him after he returned from his 3rd tour and found out he was going on another come April.  I get it.  Kind of.  Yet, I don’t.  I honestly can’t imagine.  I mean, any of it.  I’m married to a Navy man.  But didn’t have to endure him being away (business trips don’t count).  We met much later in his life.  I honestly can’t *imagine* what it must be like.

But, I’ve known love.  I know love.  I know what it’s like to be apart from the person you can’t imagine being with out.  I know what it’s like to feel as if your heart might burst if you have to go one more moment with out that person…..

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This….what they are enduring.  I don’t know. 

He is heartbroken. 

They are young.  She’s scared.  He doesn’t want to lose her.

But what I told him….  NOW doesn’t determine forever.

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~ xo

Vixen

Friday Favorites-

Roxy…..

Scintillectually Yours…..

And then two more that I don’t have images for, you’ll have to follow the links to go check them out.

Barefoot Dreamer…..

Minority Report…..

Click on the links and go visit the lovely ladies! Show ‘em some love.

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So.  Hypothetically speaking.  If you were going on a date with someone new.  Would it be ok to bring a friend?  Or your husband?

You know.  Just sayin…..

TGIF baby.  ~grins~

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~ xo

Vixen

Simple. Classic. Sexy.

~Don’t forget to CLICK~

Up against the wall.
Feeling his breathe on my shoulder.
He brushes my hair to the side.
Lips on the back of my neck.
As I’m taken from behind.

The perfect date dress….

HappyHNT!!!

~ xo

Vixen

(click the button for more info, email me if you have any great ideas for a topic, I’d love tho hear from you!)

The theory:  If you don’t have relations the night of your wedding, you will end up divorced!  …..Are YOU doomed for a divorce?

I honestly don’t think one thing has to do with another.  I’ve been married twice and yes, one ended in a divorce but I think the fact he was an abusive, cheating, psycho asshat had more to do with our demise than whether we had sex on our wedding night.  Just sayin….lol.  And no, there were no ‘relations’ the night of my wedding with PC either.  I guess I’m just too much of an alcoholic (ahem). PC knew coming into it though….  I think I pass out on him every ‘big’ event we ever attend. 

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Halloween?  Hot, slutty costumes?!  Drinking?!?!  Dirty dancing?!?!?!  Libido is through the roof.  Hit the room and well, I hit the bed.  Doh. 
Fail. (every. single. year)

New Years Eve?!  Drinking!  Provacative dress!  Fabulous shoes to dance in!  Fucking colder than hell…..make it to the hotel, pass out while trying to regain feeling in my chilled to the bone body.
Fail. (every. single. year)

My birthday this past year- BEST night out EVER.  Best friends.  Many (many) shots.  Dancing on the bar at Coyote Ugly.  Heavily flirting with my favorite Coyote (ah…Jackie…*swoon*….).  Roxy and I were making out, flashing everyone in the bar.  That was even the night I called Abercrombie dude “A Tall Glass of Yummy” (haha…*blush*…No shame….lol).  Later back at the hotel?  Yeah….not even Roxy got lucky (with me I mean, who knows what her and her hottie hubbie did).  *snort*
Fail.

I have a poor track record of putting out on fun, celebratory occasions.  BUT I do make up for it in other areas/other times.  Like fucking him every chance we had the entire time we were on our honey moon at Hedonism (in the pool…in the room…in the hot tub….in the…oh you get the idea…~grins~).  That should make up for not having sex on our wedding night….no?!

Ok so, almost more like a poll than a controversial question this week.  I’m interested in hearing from those who are married, those who are divorced and those who don’t fall in any category but have something to say about this!

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Happy HUMP Day!!!

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~ xo

Vixen

Between PC and I we have so many posts in draft form that we are working on. Here is Part 2 of the original post he wrote several weeks ago. It was very well received and we thought it would be good for him to give a bit more detail regarding his feelings toward my first trip to Vegas with my girlfriends…when I first met the Young Marine.  And what better for TMI Tuesday? ~wink~

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It was close to noon and I still hadn’t heard from Vixen. This wasn’t like her, so I thought I’d give her a call instead. With the hour time difference, I figured it was still relatively safe. After all, she has never slept past 9am since I’ve known her. And now it was 11am in Vegas.

She answered the phone, but wasn’t exactly bubbly. I can’t say she was groggy either– just a little evasive. Our call didn’t last very long and it left me very uneasy, doubtful, anxious.

It wasn’t until later in the afternoon that Vixen informed me that she had just gone to sleep when I tried reaching her. Apparently, she and her friends partied pretty hard the night before.

We had discussed sending her to Vegas for the past couple of years. But it was always in the context of Us. We always went on vacations together. And I was used to being considered part of her security and her fun. It caught me off guard when I was informed that she wanted to do a special “girls-only getaway”. While I didn’t quite like the idea of missing out with my wife, I liked the idea of being her “cool” husband and so I agreed to send her.

Before letting her leave, I expressed my consent and desire for her to have a great time and to feel free to flirt. I’ve never been threatened by someone hitting on my wife. After all, I knew who she was gonna come home to; and that was with me. But this was different. She wasn’t going to be with me. What could really happen, right?

Well, she had her first night out and I figured I’d check in with her the next morning. I suppose in the back of my mind I was hoping she’d tell me she had fun, but not nearly as much as when I’m with her. Yeah, so much for that wish. She sounded like she had the basic, run of the mill good time. I began probing a bit further to see what transpired her first night out. Did any guys hit on her? Did she dance with any dudes? Any free drinks? Things like that.

When she gave me the play back, I kinda felt bad for her. I was hoping she’d tell me that it was a veritable lust fest. Perhaps she was just feeling a bit reserved, out of consideration for me. I thought I’d let her off the hook and tried to reassure her to just let it all hang out for night #2. I even texted her and told her that I wanted her to get laid, if that were ever on the table. She really doesn’t dig guys, so the chances of this happening were quite slim.

So, here I am talking with Vixen. She’s obviously awake now and the details are definitely coming. Sadly, I made the assumption based on the previous night and based on the earlier call with her that things were probably a bit dull. I couldn’t have been more wrong.

What was I thinking giving her my blessing to have sex with another man? And what was I thinking telling her that the hottest thing she could do was to have oral sex with another? And what was she doing taking me up on such an offer? After all, it was just fantasy talk, right?

If you’ve ever heard of Pandora’s box, you’d understand that I had opened it. I didn’t really expect to embark on this path. I simply thought it was hot talking.

The rush of emotions I have felt over the past few weeks have been a bit overwhelming at times. And yet I find myself strangely addicted to her new adventures and to all of the graphic details. The more I indulge, the more helpless I feel, as if there’s no turning back. She can have anyone she wants. And I’m just along for the ride. I’m her bitch in real life.

~PC

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TFT is UP.

The site is always looking for contributors. If you’ve thought about wanting to do it- there is no time like the present! If you have before but it’s been awhile- we miss you! All you have to do to help support our troops is EMAIL ME! Help boost some morale!

~xo

Vixen

This is seriously the funniest thing I have EVER seen.

Seriously!  Every time I watch it it makes me giggle.  You must watch it.  Now.  Go on, click play.  ~wink~

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Man. I had THE. BEST (!!!!) time this weekend.

We went out for margaritas (the limit is 3 at our favorite place-seriously they are THAT strong……I had 3….DOH!) and mexican with friends Friday night.  Had a super good time, although please remind me next week why TWO is really plenty for me.

Saturday was my date.  My young Marine boy toy (haha…) flew in for Fuck Fest 2010 the night. To say we had a good time ….would be an understatement.  *wicked grin* My body is sore.  I’m worn out.  Ever so slightly hung over.  And exhausted.

(I’m considering posting details….interested?)

Don’t worry, PC was properly taken care of.  I put him in his happy place and kept him there while I was away. ~wink~

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Happy Monday!

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~ xo

Vixen

(no…I don’t plan on starting ALL my posts now with Lady GaGa lyrics, lol…..they just seemed fitting)

I know I mentioned I was going on a date tonight…..but I didn’t say it was with my adorable young marine.  A sleep over no less.  Hmm….  ~wink~

I’m coveting this dress….

Course I’d wear much more fabulous shoes than she is.  *le sigh*  Instead I guess I’ll settle for wearing the little burgundy number from Express with my favorite black heels.  Simple.  Classic.  Sexy.

Pictures to come….  *grins*

Oh!  And PC is finally getting his tattoo completed.  We’ve had to reschedule several times due to sick kiddos, other things getting in the way.  He’s fairly anxious from being tortured last time.  I’m stoked to see it finished! 

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Have a great Saturday!

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~ xo

Vixen

Friday Favorites-

Path of Passion…Kyria….

Petal…..

Kink Unleashed…Elle…..

Right Turn without Signaling…Emmy….

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PC was away all week on business.  Do you know what that means for me?  I stayed up waaaaaaaay too late the entire time.  Had to juggle kiddos and their activities more so than usual.  Entertained myself in odd ways since he wasn’t home to do it himself (get your mind out of the gutter….okay partially, lol) .  And have been jonsing for some serious REAL sex/intimacy.  Oh yeah….

Finally got some good runs in this week.  The trail I run on is slowly drying out.  Thursday I added more Lady Gaga to my playlist (fucking AWESOME music to run to…just sayin…..) and went on a 6mile run with the dogs.  It felt SO good to get out. I ran into snow eventually and had to cut it shorter than I would have liked to have gone. It was one of those days where I felt as if I could have gone forever.  *LOVE. THOSE. TIMES*

And I finally washed my nasty ass filthy Jeep.  We live off a dirt road, up a completely ridicolous 1/4mile drive.  The mud and muck is *insane*.  It has dried out enough that it wasn’t an issue any longer. 

So what does it do?  Snow.  I can’t catch a break!  My spring clothes and favorite stores are seriously calling my name and it just. continues. to. snow.  UGH!!!!!!!

On the bright side of things.  PC will be home by Friday morning AND I have a date this weekend.  *grins*  ….Sweet.  It’s the little things in life….  ~wink~

TGIF people!

~ xo

Vixen

“Snowboarding is a relatively recent addition to the list of official games in the Winter Olympics. Although it was already gaining popularity in the 1980s, it was only in the 1999 Winter Games in Nagano, Japan that it became a part of the quadrennial event.”

Clickity….

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I practically grew up on skis. In 1991 I picked up snowboarding….never put on another pair of skis. I loved snowboarding *that* much! Even spent a year working at a ski resort so I could snowboard every single day. What kind of a sweet job was THAT?! *grins

HappyHNT!!!

~ xo

Vixen