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Corona Diary

Many of you already know that I decided to stop taking appointments until the virus situation is over. I’m fortunate that I have saved money from my father’s trust and can get by reasonably well for a couple of months with out work.

Being In Isolation

Spending time in solitude is not something new for me. There was a time that it happened and not that long ago. It was when I graduated from my program here in Austin. When I graduated I lost my social network. Friends from school moved away or worked on the other side of town, most too busy to hang out during the day. The site that some of you found me on was gone and my ‘work’ dwindling. My boyfriend broke up with me and moved out. All of a sudden I was alone. Even worse I could barely pay my rent. It took months to build my social network up again. It was a rough time and I was very lonely. My appointments at that time helped me so much.

During that time I did a lot of art and writing with my spare time. This I really enjoyed. I’m expecting that to happen while we are in this social distance thing and self isolation. The thing is is that it is not and I really want to.

I’m learning why.

One is that I have been grocery shopping for a neighbor and myself. It’s not simple as most of you are aware. Weird shit happens, like someone using my credit card to buy clothes somewhere I never heard of resulting in me being on hold for an hour. But the main reason is that I am constantly online and on my phone. I have a huge social network of friends, family, clients and patients. I’m very lucky!!! Yay! Everyone is checking in and comparing stories.

I feel the love….

No loneliness here, plus my cat talks to me. (Meow) So the other day I was texting two people and answering emails at the same time. I do appreciate the attention and the love. I do need it, but I’m needing to allow myself not to answer back when I am relaxed sitting on my sofa with a glass of wine or with my morning coffee. So please know that I am okay and know that if I don’t get back to you right away I’m just trying to get my juices flowing…

ALL MY JUICES

🙂

Meow

And yep…that’s a dildo stuck to my refrigerator.

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Skype

While we wait out this crazy corona event, I will be offering skype sessions to my regulars. Why only regulars? Because I am using my real world account. I am at the moment registering for a web cam site and soon can be naughty on there. I will keep the rates affordable, almost like a donation to help me get by.

I decided to hold off on taking in person appointments because I need to be available to my community for my other work. So I hope you understand and will visit me within a couple of weeks…hopefully a couple of weeks…..or however long this takes.

Please feel free to email me loving things. I’ll just be here.

Virtual kisses!!!!

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The Details

She was in a mood, all day. To get straight to the point she wanted her lover to face fuck her. Crude, I know, but a woman at times enjoys feeling the primalness of her man.

He was surprised when he got her text that afternoon, but then again she can be quite carnal.

He was able to stop by on his way back from somewhere. There was not much time and she was already naked when he came through the door.

He liked that.

With him it’s all in the details. She likes that about him.

He wanted her in front of the mirror so she could watch his cock glide in and out of her mouth. In effect he could watch her watching herself.

His hands petted her hair gently even as his hips moved with a touch of aggression. She trusted him.

He cuffed her hands behind her back resulting in slobber dripping out of her mouth onto her chest. So much slobber.

He pinched her nipples reminding her that her body was his to be used for the moment.

Looking up at him she absorbed his piercing gaze. Her body softened.

She started to get tired. They stopped and she placed her head against his thigh while he spoke to her softly. This is it, she thought. It’s the details. All the things that happened around her face fuck will be thought about the next day and next. And here now the sweetest moment is laying her head against his thigh, looking at her face radiate into the mirror as he continues to caresses her head.

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The Temp Job (Short Story)

I inherited a mini van. I love riding around town a soccer mom, but what I am hoping to do start traveling and road tripping. This van begs to travel and is already being filled with travel like items to hit the road. My gypsy bohemian heart is pumping wildly for this. What stops me is my nature of routine and predictability. Wait…that makes no sense. Anyway, we’ll see…in the meanwhile I got amused by my local auto title office when I went to get my new plates. It inspired this story. 

To set the stage this office is barely staffed, small and tucked away title off the freeway. Two old style large wooden desks, maybe six 1970’s style tweed chairs, a water cooler, and that funky wood paneling decorate the office.  I had to visit this office three times before I got my title and plates transferred. The staff is not helpful including the stereotypical elderly matriarch that will you and myself included, for not having the proper paper work. 

And so begins my comical idea of being in her place as a temp worker. 

Oh…and there is a part two too. (I said tutu..)

THE TEMP JOB

It’s been two months since I’ve taken a part time job at the title office. My job is to fill in for the ladies at the title office so they can go to lunch because their normal gal is on maternity leave for 3 months. What happens is that I have the office to myself and it is during the slow hours. It’s dreadfully dull. The dullness seeps in my bones like a disease. The struggle to be pleasant increases minute by minute where my natural smile is forced, my voice grits in an irritable fashion towards anyone coming through the door or any thing that becomes an obstacle. 

Today is an ‘everything is stupid’ day. 

Stupid printer.

Stupid paper.

Stupid chair.

This is my mood when you walk in for the third time to get your new license plate.

Click here for the rest of story. https://artbycamela.net/wp/?page_id=579

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Vagina 2 and 3

I did a search for beautiful clits to find my next inspirational pussy to draw. It was an eye opening experience! I really had no idea that clits could get that large.

Should I have a complex because mine is so small?

I do get pleasantly aroused once I feel her get hard and engorged.

Such pleasures!!!

Instead of big clits, I found some wonderful luscious labia.
Alas, I’m still trying to get the hang of digital drawing. I know my hand sketches are much better and I will find the time to try this one in pencil. I know you will like it….

I really want to capture the fullness in these lips. If they were mine I would want a man’s mouth gently sucking and pulling on them. Slow and sensual, one side and then then next, taking his time and getting me wet.

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Thank You

For all my loving friends I say thank you for your presence in my life. We all know what gifts we share back and forth, each one unique, but in the end it’s all about connection. The more I know you the more it is immeasurable and limitless…

….along with hot, wet and wild of course.