Friday, November 30, 2007

IHOP, YouHOP, Let's all Hop on...

It's been very international at Tabu's lair this week... a splendid opportunity to get a taste of so many different cultures, don't you know. And culture maven that I am, I simply lapped it up.

Which led me to think about my own personal U.N. While I can't claim that I've visited all these counties, their countrymen have visited me... so I feel just the tiniest bit of kinship with...

Austria, Italy, Spain, Germany, Greece, Norway, Canada, Wales, Mexico, Brazil, France, Colombia, India, England, Israel, Venezuela... and then the various states, of course... the state of horniness, the state of eagerness, the state of arousal and the state of bliss.

But who hasn't gained at least temporary citizenship within my borders? (That's a rhetorical question, in case you didn't recognize it.) I love the idea of traveling the world on an infinite Eurail Pass... hop on, hop off, wherever a sidelong glance seduces me to stop.

Might I have a secret yearning for a Yuri? Is there a Sven lounging in my future? many horizons, so little lube.

I'm still waiting for you to stamp my passport!

Sunday, November 25, 2007

This Orgasm rated "R"

for retail!

Yes, I succumbed to my inner diva (a rare occurrence, actually) and I went shopping for a hot new dress to wear to a very special occasion. When the local TER boys hold the first S FL meet-and-greet on Dec. 4th, I want to be there in style.

Well, a trip to Betsy Johnson snagged this little vixen a killer dress. And I mean KILLER.

For those of you who'll be there, I want to hear if you think it suits my penchant for old-school glam... because I know I'm going to feel just like Rita Hayworth.

Does the dress make the woman? Or does the dress make you want to undress the woman? I'll be happy either way.

Monday, November 19, 2007

The Boink Button... push it if you dare!

Gosh, I'm learning to love technology. Since I got my new flat-panel TV with high-def and all the other sexy features I'd been yearning for... well, recreation at the Tabu household has taken on a whole new dimension.

Yesterday the handsome young Comcast technician came over to hook up the new DVR system. It was hard not to notice broad-shouldered Xavier, his dark skin setting off a gleaming white smile... and of course, as he squatted in front of my TV, his strong butt was very nicely outlined in his UNIFORM pants. (you know I love a uniform!)

Well, anyway... I managed not to jump him. But after he left, I had to explore all the capabilities of the new system. Soon it was time for the Patriots vs Bills game, and the SO and I settled in for a little NFL action. A lot of kick-ass developments by the boys in the tight white UNIFORM pants, and Tabby was getting frisky. But at the same time, I didn't want to miss the game.

Enter my DVR! I found the "Live" button and hit pause. Oh my god-- Tom Brady, frozen in mid-throw... and the whole game awaiting my god-like power to re-start time.

I giggled and glanced at the SO.

"Want to boink?" I offered. "I've just stopped the game and we can do anything we want. You know, make a sandwich, walk the dog, get a blow job...."

Well, for my red-blooded American hornster, boinking beats football any day. And for this red-blooded American vixen, the good life means squeezing the best out of every moment.

Stealing time for stolen pleasure... and then getting it back again. Score one for me.

Saturday, November 17, 2007

Has anyone noticed?

That I renamed my blog? (I know, you've got bigger things to think about -- especially the gent I met last night from LA-- wow-- ) but seriously now....

I was ready to give the ole girl a little different flair.

Votes yes/no?

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

Turning my back on my blog?


Thank you to the friends who have called and written in the past few days to check on me... I'm extremely flattered that anyone noticed I've been slightly AWOL from the boards and my blog.

I'd love to report that something dramatic has rained down on Tabu-- the FL lottery, perhaps?-- but alas, it's simply my real-world business taking a time-consuming turn.

Am I still luring new victims into my lair? Well, this week I'm entertaining friends from Texas, California, Kentucky and Florida... so there's no shortage of succulence in Hollywood!

Can't wait to see my usual suspects and the new friends traveling down to Paradise!

I'll be watching your back. Will be watching mine?

Monday, November 5, 2007

Being treated instead of tricked... priceless!

Yes, I celebrated an early Halloween at the swing club on Saturday night... but on Oct 31, Halloween night, I had a hot date on South Beach.

What a scene! On my way to the Ritz, I spied three queens and a king (will disco or Elvis ever die?), a punk rock diva and at least four hookers... one of whom was sauntering into the Ritz.

After slipping out of my jacket to reveal an elegant silk blouse that draped the girls invitingly, my eyes were caught by a flash of white-- my date, smiling as broadly as a Jersey boy can.

A warm, welcoming kiss later, we were off to renewing our friendship. As we strolled down Lincoln Road, arm in arm, I was struck by the ease of it all. Twice a year or so, my friend schedules our date months in advance... and we both look forward to spending the evening together.

Dinner at Emeril's? Why not? For a girl who subsists on quick eats from local joints, it was sheer luxury. Even better, we caught up on his life and mine. We've achieved that sweet balance of affection and understanding that makes our relationship exciting, yet still maintains the necessary boundaries.

After dinner, morphing was the name of the game... and evil Tabu reminded my enthusiastic boytoy that it had been far too long since he had submitted to my sweet discipline.

Midnight approached, and it was time for this girl to ease back into her coach and her life. As I navigated my way through the masquerading streets, I smiled a secret smile. Being Tabu is a trick of my fertile mind. Being me, a pure treat.