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In love and baseball

Well, the baseball season has finally started and The Yankee Fan and I couldn’t be more excited. Not only do we get all the baseball in the world to watch, but it means we get to go back to work at my beloved ballpark, together! I’m really looking forward to it.

That being said, obviously he and I have a slight rift in our relationship when it comes to our baseball loyalties. We’re very light hearted about it (I mean, he works at his rival ball park!). I watch Yankee games with him on Sox off-days and we only tease each other slightly. Since we’re both bigger fans of the actual sport, we appreciate our separate loyalties.

To make this season more interesting, we’re placing wagers on every Red Sox – Yankees series there is this season. We’d going to have some stakes, but we’re (or maybe it’s just me) having a hard time deciding what the stakes should be. I’d like to do something different for every series. I mean, we’ve got the basics, like wearing the opposite jersey, and stuff, but I’m at a loss for what else to do.

Keeping it clean (since I’d like to be posting the results on my baseball blog as well), what are some ideas we could use for our bets?



Still going strong!

Hey guys!

Things are going very well for The Yankee Fan and me. We’re coming up on the 3-month “official” mark soon and things are still pretty great! We end up seeing each other just about every day, including a lot of sleepovers. We’re still honey-mooning big time, but at the same time, our relationship still feels mature. Everything is still very exciting and we do a lot of interesting things. We’ve gone to the symphony (with plans to go again soon), comedy shows, and a few concerts. We even going to Cooperstown, NY during my birthday weekend in May to go camping, see my VERY favorite band, and hit up the Baseball Hall of Fame!

Since we both work for the Red Sox, we also have that to look forward to doing together starting next week. It’s great.

Now that I’m in this relationship and I know that it’s real, it’s fun to look at how different it is compared to dating other dudes. He is completely 100% into me and I have no insecurities about it. I’m not worried when he’s not texting me, I’m not panicking or second guessing myself. And it’s not just because it’s been a few months. Even in the beginning, I was very calm about everything. It is a great feeling.

Even when he was gone for a week in the midwest, I had no worries. His band played some shows in Ohio and in Chicago and were gone for close to a week. I missed him a lot, and he missed me, but everything was fine. I did cry the night before he left, which was so silly (we were both laughing through it), but it was only because I’d miss him. We talked every day (through text and snaps- neither of us are big phone talkers) and we had a great reunion.

So there it is! 😀


I’m exhausted, but I’ve neglected this blog for too long. I’ll try to catch you up with some bullet points.

– The Therapist. Well, basically, after the third date when I dropped the bomb on him, I never heard back from him. The sad part is that I didn’t even realize it for 2-3 weeks because I was so focused on watching and following the baseball playoffs. No joke, I was more concerned with who the Red Sox would be be playing and all the chaos of working the World Series. So yea, no more Therapist.

– Speaking of baseball, HOLY SHIT THE RED SOX WON THE WORLD SERIES. I could go on and on about it, but that’s not what this blog is for. Basically, my life has been so centered around it, so that’s been it, really. I haven’t bothered dating, because for right now, it’s not that important to me.

– I’m really just stuck on Mr. Baseball, still. *sigh* Hopefully someday it’ll work out.


The Therapist

As I’ve mentioned, I’ve jumped back into the BDSM world and have been more active with my FetLife account. Fetlife, first of all, is pretty great because it’s not an actual dating site. It’s really just a sort of social media networking site for a niche group. However, if you use it to meet people, all the better.

Anyway, I have a minimalist profile. I have a few photos, none of my face, but of my mouth and a little cleavage. Nothing too revealing, just sexy enough to get attention without showing off everything. My profile says that I’m interested in learning more and finding a Daddy-Dom type personality. I get messages from some real creeps sometimes, but lately I’ve had a couple that seemed interesting.

One was from a guy that I refer to as The Therapist. His profile was minimal, like mine, but we had a nice conversation on the site. He was born and raised in Dorchester (swoon!) and still lives there. He’s working on his Ph.D. and is a Daddy-Dom. He was very nice in his messaging and not creepy at all. After a few days of chatting, we decided to meet up for a drink.

I ended up being a little late, since I opted at last minute to be a hair model for one of my friends who’s in cosmetology school. He was totally cool with it, despite my over apologizing. He was slightly embarrassed for being over dressed (he was still wearing a suit from work), but he looked fine. Very cute.

We had a great discussion about psycho analysis and how the brain works. He works at a prison as a therapist and I found it extremely fascinating, since I majored in criminology. We chatted about that, Boston sports, and he tried to analyze me. He found me difficult to figure out, saying “nothing about you makes sense”, which he seemed to like. After a chatting for awhile about “vanilla subjects”, he turned and started asking me what I was looking for and telling me what he was looking for. We talked about Dom/Sub relationships and why each of us is the way we are. It seemed like we were pretty compatable and he wanted to see me again. We left the bar, he kissed me, and we went our separate ways.

Date 2 was a few days later. I went to his neighborhood in Dorchester (have I mentioned that I love this area of Boston?) and we grabbed a drink at this Irish (duh) pub. He was a little extra flirty, putting his arm on my chair to sort of tell the other guys at the bar that I was “his”, so to speak. He suggested we go to his apartment to “watch a movie or something”. I’m not stupid, I know what this means, but sure, why the hell not?

His apartment was pretty awesome. We settled on watching Major League in his room. We cuddled and we started to make out. After getting a little handsy, I stopped to tell him that we couldn’t have sex that night. He seemed perfectly okay with that and asked me if I wanted to stop altogether. I said no, but it just couldn’t go any further. He accepted that and we went on our way to fooling around. I can see where his dominance comes out, even if I could tell he was holding back. I asked if he wanted to stop, since I was basically just a big tease for him, and he said “No, I can handle this. If it’s too much, I’ll stop, but you made yourself clear and I don’t want to push you into anything”. Alright. After awhile, he drove me home, held my hand in the car, kissed me goodnight, and off I went.

Date 3 was two days later. He came over to my apartment after work. We settled on a movie in my room, where we proceeded to fool around again. Clothes started coming off and I stopped everything to drop my H Bomb on him. He looked a little stunned, I hate having to drop that news on someone during the act, but I had a hard time figuring it into conversation before things went down, and it had to come out sooner than later. He told me he didn’t know a lot about it and that he would like to do a little research. I told him to take his time, that I wasn’t trying to pressure him. I just wanted him to know so he could make his own informed decision. He asked if we could still fool around, that he wasn’t expecting us to have sex that night anyway, and I said yes. So the night still went pretty well, even if there’s a blip on the radar now.

He told me on his way out that the week would be really busy for him, which is understandable as he works full time and is a doctorate student. I told him that I would be fine, that I had a lot of things going on, too (playoffs, baby!), so not to worry about me.

We texted the next day, but I haven’t heard from him since. I’m not taking it personally yet, but if he wants to see me, he’ll message me. I like him, but I’m not overly attached to him. He’s a great guy who is super smart and sweet. I know our sex life would be a blast. However, I don’t really understand what he wants in our relationship anyway. I don’t know if he’s looking for a girlfriend who likes kink, or if he just wants someone to fuck around with. Either one works for me, but I’m not exactly sure yet, so I don’t mind that it’s a slow process for now. And it’s totally fine if he doesn’t want to sleep with me after the bomb I dropped on him. I know I wouldn’t really want to. So I guess for now, we’ll just see how this plays out.


Adventures in BDSM

Well, this post will probably make me somewhat popular.


Anyway, my roommate and long time friend has given me a sort of request for this blog. I’m pretty open and honest with her about my sex life, when we’re both gossiping anyway. So she knows that I’ve ventured into the BDSM world and is always very curious about it. I actually am good friends with quite a few people from “the scene” and it’s always great to answer her questions and show her that it’s an honest, fun time.

As interested in BDSM as I am, I actually abstained from reading 50 Shades of Grey for a long time. Not because it was horribly written (it’s fan-fic, it’s not supposed to be well-written), but because I knew that it was going to tell me nothing that I didn’t already know (why read it when I can live it?) and it would also just leave me wanting my old dom which would make me sad. Now that they’ve cast for the movie, I find myself slightly curious, mostly because I can’t figure out how they’re going to make it NOT be a porn. I decided that finally I would read the books. For free, online, of course. Not paying for those.

I’ve finished the first book and have already sat down with my friend and discussed some of my praises and concerns with the story. She gave me the idea that I kind of do a few themed posts on BDSM and the world around it.

I love the idea. 


Now, I’m not going to turn this blog into smut. I’m not going to give you all the erotic details (unless you want to chat privately, that is). I’m not going put up tutorials or images of porn. I’m just going to tell you people (who I’m assuming are on the more vanilla side of things) what it’s like to venture into BDSM and whatnot. I want to take the experiences that the characters in the book experience and tell you how it is like in real life, show you that we’re all just regular people, and that’s it’s an honest fun, sexy time. I promise to not make this trash.


All that being said, what do you think? Is there anything in particular you’d like me to talk about? 


Some catching up

Mr. Baseball is still in the picture, I guess. I mean, we still chat and I’m still very VERY much interested in him. It’s just tiring though. He lives 2 hours away and works even more than I do. I want to hang out with him so much, but it’s impossible to pin him down. He’s texting less now, but I attribute that to him being busy. He says he likes me and that he’s not tired of me, and I’ll take that literally for now. I feel that’s the easiest way to go about dating- I try to take men literally. Much better for my head if I don’t over think things. 

So for now, I guess I’ll keep my options open. I’ve started looking a little more on OKCupid and even on FetLife (oh yea, buddy, it’s super fun). I’m starting to feel a little lonely and wanting to feel excited about dating. It’s hard though, knowing someone so RIGHT for me is unattainable right now. I’d like to hold a torch for him, but I don’t want to miss out on something right here if he’s not going to hold it back for me.

That being said, life is crazy busy. I’m trying to land a new day job since mine is stressing me out to the max. Fenway is still as amazing as ever. And I mean that- amazing. I’m glad that I’ve had that to keep me company all summer. I haven’t really felt all that lonely because Fenway is like my own kind of boyfriend. I love that building so much and everything in it. I’m swept off my feet every night that I’m there. I love everything there and it loves me back. It’s only been recently that I’ve started to feel lonely, what with the season dying down and meeting Mr. Baseball (and not being able to keep him). I’m hoping that I’ll be able to find something to fill up the time I’ll miss when the baseball season is over. We’ll see. 


Mr. Baseball, vol 2

Hi all!

Mr. Baseball had our first date, FINALLY. We texted nonstop (against my own rules, but whatever) until he left his house for mine. I was sitting on my third floor porch when I saw him pull up, but I just sat up there, pretending not to notice. I’m so awkward like that. He walked up to my house and then yelled up to me “I know you’re up there”. I laughed and looked over the railing and he was downstairs waving at me.

Okay, that sounds sketchy when I say it like that, out of the complete context.

So backup- he and I have this wonderfully flirty and funny banter back and forth. I assure you that that it wasn’t creepy at all.


Anyway, I skipped downstairs and he greeted me with this big smile and giant hug. It was so nice to finally FINALLY meet him. I was glad that so far, I had not been catfished.

We walked to the T to head to Fenway. We talked nonstop on the way there. This was so awesome- it was like we’d always known each other. There was no awkward transition from texting to talking in real life.

And he was completely adorable in real life, too.

We got to Fenway and I took him on a mini tour of the Park. He’d been there before, but never on the Green Monster. I loved being able to take him around and kinda show off how awesome I am and at the same time, it was fun to see him so excited about it. I always love showing people the Park.

We grabbed food and then went to our seats. I introduced him to a few of my friends/coworkers that we ran into along the way. He was very sweet. I kept teasing him for wearing a Red Sox shirt (he’s a Rays fan, so it was painful for him) and got one of the Fan Foto guys to take a photo of us for the Red Sox site. I tease him by saying I’m going to buy it so I can laugh at him. 

Anyway, we ended up moving to some nicer seats, thanks to my friend who is an usher in a premium area. It was great to watch the game with someone who loves it as much as I do. It was also fun because we just talked the whole time and already had inside jokes and everything. 

This is all so crazy, because it was the first time we had met. If you saw us that night, it’s like we’d known each other a long, long time. 

After the game, we headed back towards my neighborhood. We ended up standing outside my house for almost an hour, just talking. We even had hugged and said good night at one point…and then continued to talk for another 20 minutes. We hugged again and he headed off home. He did send me a text soon after saying how happy he was to meet me and to discover that I wasn’t catfishing him. 


Honestly, I’m really digging this guy (no shit, right?). It’s a little nuts, because we haven’t hung out again yet, due to our schedules and the distance between us. He’s in process of being hired at a job that would move him closer to me, but it’s still up in the air I guess. 

The best part is that he’s into me as well. We still talk nonstop. The flirting is a little thicker, but it still hasn’t crossed the line at all. He’s very, very sweet, but not so sweet that it’s disgusting. 


So I guess for now, we just ride it out and see where it goes.