callistra | Seafood Abuses

Why is it the only way people seem to serve seafood here is breaded and deep fried?? It's an AFFRONT to good seafood! Whoever decided it was acceptable should have been shot at the merest though. I'm tired of getting so much deep fried bread that I can't tell if it is a squid, fish or prawn I am eating. *sigh*

I brought my newest corset into work today, and the clerks all wanted me to put it on to show them how it looks. I liked doing it; it's a good way to remind them that I am not like them. Any of them. And they all loved it.

I had a dream last night that has got me all .... lively. *Grin* Plus a friend and I have been emailing and talking about our impending trip to Sydney. I can't wait to see him - it's been ages since we have seen him!

I can hear music from somewhere around me. Obviously other people are working as hard as I am. I am about 3.5 hours away from holidays. Yay holidays!

Hmmmmmm.... lively..... I was amused by wearing my corset at work. I don't usually like to let my lives cross like that, but since I'm leaving I seem to have relaxed that rule a tad. Plus I mainly brought it in to show J, who used to have the cubicle next to me, and so we got pretty close and I confided in her about it and she wanted me to bring it in and I did and every one knows. *Grin* Although I have brought corsets in before, I don't think I have worn them in the office though. One day I would like to wear a corset all day long, and not actually tell any one and see if any one notices. I think I would like that very much!

I'm gonna go and check out that music. It sounds like trailer music from a movie or something.

There you go, it's someone's screen saver which plays classical music.

Maybe, instead of being known for Orlijah porn, I could be known for corsetry porn. LOL. Who knows. I can imagine it now. Warning - it suffers from my amusement. Which means it was way too many adverbs in it for it's own good.

"Please... just one more inch." She breathed gently, as if frightened of upsetting the delicate balance of her breasts being cupped by steel boning and red satin.

Lovingly, gently, her mistress started to tighten the base of the corset, around her hips. The sensation of being hugged, all the way up and down, became stronger and more possessing. Mistress hooked her finger into the next lace crossover, and tightened it further. The girl held her laces taut, breathless in anticipation.

"Breathe," she was reminded. Her breasts thrust forward as she did as commanded. In that instant, Mistress tightened her waist a full inch more. She gasped with the delicious delight. Working her way upwards, Mistress started tightening each cross which held her breasts in place, each tug sending her voluptuously up-thrust hills quivering.

LOL! I think I give in, that's enough! Ack! I think I need to wash my mouth out with soap!! LOL.

I'm going to go and try and find some work. *giggling*

Calli