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  1. LOL, love that quote! I have to wonder what Rodney would say about hockey moms if he sat in the bleachers with us??? Possibly the same thing...
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    Thank you for the kind message on my wall *smiles* people like you mean i make the effort to come on. The doubt is lifting. Needed to re-group and remind myself of the real me! Didnt want to do that publicly nor did i want sympathy or drama. Thank you for your kindness (as always).

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  3. Hmmmm maybe!! lol thank you for the welcome Solis
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    lol warm hugs if I might, to both you and chipmunk.
    Family...fffmmmmph. heh, sometimes scary stuff that is, more the reason I put 1,400 between us although one doesn't like to admit.
    Takes me a lot longer to come around mentally after visiting and...i understand lol.
    are all families like this? I hope not. Here is to a speedy recovery! a safe trip home.
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    Solis is back! welcome, cheers, bienvenue, benvenuto!
    hope your holidays were cheerful, full of love and peace, and most of all safe!
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    The very best Christmas Solis. To You and Yours
    with peace, love and safety for all
  7. You were missed on the forums, Sir. It is good to see You posting again.
  8. I wanted to leave a message to thank You for Your response to the question I asked in the forums. Your reply had several touch points for me. *smiles*
    It is appreciated.

    just_ine
  9. i'm thinking of you, Master.
  10. ♥♥♥♥♥ i love you, Master ♥♥♥♥♥
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About Solis

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Date of Birth
May 19
About Solis
BDSM Role:
Dominant
Gender:
Male
Status:
Oppressor-in-chief to, and full-time possessor of, the wily chipmunk
BDSM Interests:
Substantially and amiably dominant. I treat people - those standing in the doorway, those kneeling, and those I pass in the hall - with visible respect; I hope for it in return. I don't "play" with people; I expect relationships to endure, deepen.
A Bit About Yourself:
Very quiet but bright, very bright. A bit formal by default. That all seems to unnerve people. I'd be curious to see if you can overcome that instinct.
Vanilla Interests:
Being a good cook and great dad. Helping. Learning things that no one has any need to know. Currently puzzling over François de La Rochefoucauld's Maxims (1664). "We have no more control over the duration of our passions than of our lives." Really?
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an exceptional fantasy novel, a tale of slavery, despair and hope

by Solis on 07-22-2019 at 08:56 AM
Nine years ago I created this account for the explicit purpose of offering encouragement to, and praise for, an exceptional young writer and the opening chapters of exceptionally good novel. The writer is lovelyandsad and the novel is Mindgames. It's a story set in a dystopian future, in the decaying city of Riviera, and is driven by her experiences of two free men, Gabriel and Animal, and two enslaved women, Mariah and Rose. The work is exceptional for a couple reasons. First, while slavery, humiliation

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I'm Not Gonna Stop

by Solis on 07-19-2019 at 10:15 AM
I'm Not Gonna Stop, one of the poems of "Raibeart Bruis." The pseudonym translates as "Robert the Bruce," the 14th century Scottish king who earned Scotland's independence from England. (A gift that his son could not preserve.)

Because you ask
Because you beg
bargain
plead
or cry

I’m not gonna stop
because you sweat
Because you scream
groan
grovel
obey
or resist

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Happy Valentine's Day

by Solis on 02-14-2018 at 03:32 PM
When a book is turned into a movie, we often hear the same lament: “Damn, they ruined it!” The novel’s beautiful prose and careful plot development are reduced to clichés and excuses for explosions. Beloved characters get written out or transformed into caricatures. (Don’t get me started on the butchery of J.R.R. Tolkien’s work.)

Thankfully, that didn’t happen with America’s most widely read and widely viewed BDSM franchise: the Fifty Shades oeuvre. How did they avoid the problem?

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"I caress the scar gently"

by Solis on 04-24-2016 at 05:30 PM
Yes, I know: you've been wounded, and wounded again. The urge to hide is so strong that the simple act of stepping out the door, greeting another day, taking another risk, reflects heroic effort.

Welcome, wounded friend, to the company of the shattered.

The internet is rife with recitation of a line from the 13th century Sufi poet and lawyer, commonly called Rumi. "The wound is the place with the light enters." Translation is treacherous, translation from

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Delusional or dissembling? You get to vote!

by Solis on 01-25-2015 at 09:26 PM
I was at the grocery today, picking up a few things to help finish off dinner with friends tonight. (My 14-year-old is cooking. Breaths everywhere are bated.) My cashier was a woman in her 30s, of average build, dark burgundy hair and effusive manner. She was wearing two things that stood out: a man's shirt (old, soft, oxford) and a collar. A Turian-style collar: a finely woven brown leather cord formed into a choker. It rode just above her collarbone, close upon her throat. From the front descending

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