奥の細道 (Oku no Hosomichi)
Redolent of Matsuo Basho's haiku narrative of his journey on a "narrow path to the interior" this will be a journey through my innermost ruminations.
Reading Hemingway
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Posted:May 24, 2019 1:57 pm
Last Updated:Mar 28, 2024 1:29 pm 5381 Views
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I should have called about my brother's apartment, but I wanted to read Hemingway, so I read Hemingway. The Sun Also Rises. I've read it before, but you can't read too much Hemingway. A shame about Jake and Brett, but I can't resist tragedy, as long as I don't have to experience it myself. I want to take the stroll through Paris that Jake takes with Bill. I suspect all the bars and bistros are gone or very different now, but just strolling around Paris would be worth the trip.
I strolled around Dublin that way, following Stephen Daedalus's path in Ulysses. Fantastic stroll. Everyone should take literary strolls. Not really everybody... just the interesting, different, sensitive people. I'm not interesting or sensitive. I'm just different, I guess.
I was on IM earlier, searching for a girl in San Antonio who had left a response to my comment on her blog. I saw she had visited my profile and was on IM, so I tracked her down. She'd left a really long, detailed response. Before I could actually read it she responded to my ping on IM. So we had a very productive and titillating conversation about her response. She has such intriguing fantasies.
While we were chatting, a couple in Houston IM'd me, so I had two conversations going. I don't like to do that, but I think I managed not to neglect anyone. The Houston lady wanted to be flogged. I'm not much on flogging, but I guess the way I suggested that she might respond to my flogging, i.e. by deliberately opening her legs and exposing her cunt so the flogger would strike directly on it, excited her. I think I left her in a state of extreme arousal. When last we spoke she was promising to read some of my old erotic fiction that's indexed on my blog.
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Rib-eye Steaks and Lobster Tails
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Posted:May 14, 2019 9:41 am
Last Updated:Oct 11, 2023 9:23 am 4789 Views
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Two straight weeks at my mountain cabin. A queen-size tempurpedic mattress in the loft with a panoramic view of the lake through the windows that extend to the peak of the high ceiling. Endless fuckery, stopping only to listen to her beg for no more orgasms... before I made her shudder frantically with one more... and then another, just because I wanted to watch her head go back and her mouth fly open.
Eventually I stopped. A man's gotta eat. So I heated up the grill on the deck and cooked the rib-eye steak I had rubbed down with kosher salt and ground pepper 14 hours earlier and set out to come to room temperature two hours earlier. Some days, for variety, I grilled lobster tails. She wanted to partially remove the shells, so I let her.
She was appreciative that I had cured her coughing. Apparently a cock thrusting toward the back of a throat has that effect. It took a few tries, however, for her to work the soreness out of her jaw.
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She's getting closer
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Posted:Apr 25, 2019 2:50 pm
Last Updated:Oct 11, 2023 9:15 am 4326 Views
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I don't know why I suggested damn hotel in New York. Should have just let her get a recommendation from the travel agency.
On the positive side, it may make the cabin look better when she sees it. She's become a city girl. Too many high-priced onsen ryokans. The place she picked in Tokyo, near the new Olympic sites, was nice and shiny. Strangely underdeveloped neighborhood for being close to the center of the city. 's why I picked the Hotel Pennsylvania for her. Close to everything. Lots of train choices. It can be a dump though. Luck of the draw. If only i hadda knewed, as they say.
Wait'll she sees all the space I've got. We won't have to fuck in the same place twice. And the tabletop. Won't she look fine spread out in the middle of , a solid piece of oak.
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I Dreamed a Dream
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Posted:Mar 10, 2019 7:57 pm
Last Updated:Oct 11, 2023 8:33 pm 4248 Views
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I have never known personal tragedy or loss, yet when I hear Susan Boyle sing this song from Les Miserables tears stream down my face.
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high and life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I prayed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hopes apart
And they turn your dreams to shame
And still I dream she'd come to me
That we would live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream, I dreamed
Could it be that I'm feeling guilt for pain I may have caused? Possibly.
Do I suffer from repressed pain or suffering? No other manifestations.
Deep down am I really a sensitive soul? What am I, a ?
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Return to Paradise
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Posted:Jan 31, 2019 6:44 pm
Last Updated:Nov 16, 2023 9:08 am 4697 Views
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I have lived in so many fabulous places it's hard to pick a favorite. I seem to be on a quest to revisit, if not re-enact, the greatest experiences of my life.
In August and September it was Japan; in February it will be Hawaii, where I spent six glorious years, broken into two segments. Japan re-ignited a passion I thought was lost. I don't have such expectations for Hawaii, because the passions Hawaii ignites, like the eternal fires Hawaii generates, just as Pele's volcanoes, can never be extinguished.
"You cannot avoid paradise... you can only avoid seeing it."
__Charlotte Joko Beck
With luck, I hope to find a beachside bungalow where I can spend future winters with someone special.
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Saying Thanks
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Posted:Dec 4, 2018 5:11 pm
Last Updated:May 28, 2019 2:01 pm 5967 Views
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I stood in line for a while with some saddened but grateful people today to say farewell to President George Herbert Walker Bush, under whose wise leadership I worked for twelve years. When I told my what my plans were he said he’d seen a photograph of me and then-Vice President Bush in one of my photo albums. I told him he could display it at my funeral.
I left the following inscription in the condolence book:
“He was the noblest American of us all.”
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Another Movie "She sticks her tongue in me"
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Posted:Dec 3, 2018 6:42 pm
Last Updated:May 28, 2019 2:01 pm 6048 Views
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In my last post Oscarworthy Movies I included a reference to the just-released British farce "The Favorite" in my reply to sub_nouveau's comment. I've now seen the flick.
I generally do a review of the flicks for general audiences that show the most promise for lifestylers. Last year it was "Red Sparrow." This year it looks like "The Favorite," a British romp, will take the prize. It didn't particularly appeal to me. My sense of humor isn't quite that ribald. But for the ladies, I think this one will be a winner.
It is set in the court of Queen Anne against the background of the ten-year period of grueling warfare between the Grand Alliance and the France of Louis XIV. My familiarity with this period comes from the four-volume work by Winston Churchill "Marlbourough, His Life and Times," the second two-volume version of which I acquired in a book store in the jin-bo-cho book district of Tokyo in 1963. The focus, however, is on court intrigue which is characterized by the best line in the movie "I will not send her away. She sticks her tongue in me." Needless to say, this line was not included in the Churchill work. 
In re-reading portions of my copy of "Marlborough" I see that vast sections are given over to the relationship between Lady Sarah, Marlborough's wife, and the Queen and her advisors. afraid I focused almost entirely on the international aspects of the work, and not the court intrigue and it's influence on events which the movie highlights, along with numerous very frank sexual episodes.
Enjoy! 
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Oscar-worthy Movies
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Posted:Nov 28, 2018 8:02 pm
Last Updated:Oct 11, 2023 8:40 pm 7170 Views
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This is the time of year that Hollywood starts putting out its best movies so they'll qualify for this year's Oscars. So far I've seen four flicks that fit the category.
Green Book is a totally novel twist on the buddy movie genre that knocks it out of the park!    Both Mahershala Ali and Vigo Mortensen deliver virtuoso performances as a black classical pianist and his hired Italian mob-connected bouncer/driver on a concert road tour of the Jim Crow South. I saw it this evening. It's a great flick. Drop everything and go see it.
Widows is beginning-to-end surprise. Directed by Steve McQueen (who doesn't look anything like his namesake), it's the heist movie to end all heist movies. On top of that, it's a chick-empowerment guy flick. McQueen is a directorial master. If you ever saw The Sting you'll want to see this movie. It's in that league but with violence, death and explosions. Subtle it is not. If you don't see this you're gonna hate yourself come Oscar time.
Bohemian Rhapsody is a fairly pedestrian bio-pic with unforgettable musical performances. If you missed or just miss Freddy Mercury and Queen you can catch up with history in just over two hours of pure nostalgia and instant connection.
A Star Is Born is a re-re-re- remake of girl becomes a pop darling. With Bradley Cooper and Lady Gaga teaming up to do everything but sweep up at night, this flick radiates genius. The girl can act and the guy can sing... and they can both write and he can direct. Who knew?  Run, don't walk, to wherever you can find it before you're reduced to *shudder* watching it alone in bed on a tiny screen. 
Crazy Rich Asians is a bit of niche comedy that's moving to DVD, which is probably where it belongs. I was most struck by how much Singapore has changed since I was last there, but the film does have some good moments and will make you chuckle. Don't expect any belly laughs. I saw it because my Asian niece in Hawaii liked it, and I wanted to share the experience with her. If I had to choose between this and the others above, I'd skip this.
The rest of the still-in-theaters flicks on my must-see list are:
A Private War... about a female journalist who lost an eye covering combat holds a special interest for me because a woman I know went into Afghanistan with the first wave of US troops after 9/11. She and I had a particularly revealing conversation at the Thanksgiving dinner table about the very unique role journalists are playing in covering the murder of Washington Post journalist/commentator Jamal Khashoggi at the instigation of the Saudi Crown Prince. Did anybody remember, by the way, that Thanksgiving, November 22, was the 55th anniversary of the 1963 assassination of John F. Kennedy? We did, with a heartfelt toast to Camelot and his memory, though many of those at the gathering weren't alive when he was taken from us.
The Coen Brothers' Ballad of Buster Scruggs looks like it will be a real surprise. It's an anthology of five westerns with a much-heralded ensemble cast. I try not to miss Coen Brothers films.
The Girl in the Spider's Web is a sequel to The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo. I enjoyed the books and the first movie. I hear the title character is very good. This one has a different director so I don't know what to expect. If anybody's seen it, or any of the others in this section, I'd like to know what you thought.
I'd like to see The Front Runner because government and politics are among my professional specialties. It's about Gary Hart, which makes it a bit quaint for these times.
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Slave or Submissive?
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Posted:Oct 19, 2018 2:22 pm
Last Updated:Oct 11, 2023 8:49 pm 10771 Views
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It didn’t take me long to find her in the Ginza. On my visit last year I discovered that she was receptive to resuming our secret relationship. She’d been my mistress (in the conventional sense of the term) for two years, but I’d sensed that she had submissive or perhaps slave tendencies during that time. By the time I left Japan in a month’s time, I was sure I could make her my slave, an odalisque, to be precise. I had no interest in or time for busy-work like high-protocol slavery. She was to be my pleasure slave. It actually took me less than three weeks.
We flew from Tokyo to Kagoshima on the island of Kyushu. She was an earnest learner. I chose my words carefully, leaving no doubt about exactly what she was to do and how she was to do it. I never had to repeat an instruction. I started by teaching her to worship my cock. She was to grip it tightly. Stroking was unnecessary. Her mouth would provide all the lubrication and friction I required. She was to suck with the maximum intensity she could summon. She was to apply her tongue to my cock with as much pressure as she was capable of. I wanted to feel every movement of that delightful organ. She was to keep her eyes wide open and fixed on mine when sucking my cock. This was the most important instruction. She was to know at every moment that I was looking directly into and controlling her mind. She performed brilliantly, always asking when I allowed her to take a break if she was doing it to my satisfaction, constantly seeking to improve. After three nights I sent her back to Tokyo and resumed my journey alone. I wanted her to feel as deeply needy as possible.
My plans didn’t go quite as I intended. I contracted a stomach ailment and cut my solo adventure to ten days. By then she had become so addicted to her submission that she insisted that I cancel my hotel reservations in Tokyo and move into the two-bedroom apartment in the upscale Akasaka district she shared with the nephew she had adopted to become her heir and help her run her business. She would give me her bed and sleep on the floor. I couldn’t have been more pleased. Sleeping on the floor next to my bed would reinforce the sense of slavery I was inculcating in her. She would only enter the bed if I wished it. On my first phone call from Western Japan after I agreed to move into her bedroom, she announced with great glee that my cock had opened her throat so thoroughly that her karaoke singing voice was greatly improved. I assured her that I intended to improve her voice even more when I returned to Tokyo. She laughed with obvious anticipation. Despite my ailing stomach, I was looking forward to returning to Tokyo. Everything was going according to plan and somewhat ahead of schedule.
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Always Learning
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Posted:Sep 25, 2018 9:07 am
Last Updated:Oct 11, 2023 8:50 pm 12632 Views
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I've been away for a while... not from alt., from America. I was in Japan again on a month-long voyage of rediscovery.
The rare reader of my blog knows that I spent a good part of my adult life in Asia and the Pacific where I discovered and studied the many of the cultural elements of male domination and female submission. This was my second visit to Japan in nine months.
Most of my experiences with Japanese eroticism are drawn from a particular tradition of female submission: the women of Tokyo's Ginza district and particularly the women who own or work in the most significant drinking establishments in the Ginza and their offshoots elsewhere in Tokyo and Japan. It is the core of a long and proud Japanese tradition. These women are the intimate confidants of the men who run Japan and are probably more consequential in Japanese culture than any other group of women, including the better-known but far-less-numerous Japanese geisha. They share and fiercely protect these men's secrets.
One of the things I discovered during the course of this journey was that men who have been circumcised have been cheated out of one of the most excruciatingly exhilarating orgasms possible. It is the frenumular orgasm. Circumcism ordinarily removes the frenum, which is the male equivalent of the clitoris. I have achieved this form of orgasm in the past, but this time, at age 81, was more spectacular than my previous experiences.
To achieve it, I lay on my back while the woman involved rested her head on my thigh with her open mouth positioned just behind the glans of my erect penis so that I could look into her eyes as I moved my frenum against her stiffened tongue. I pressed the frenum of my penis hard against her tongue and quickened the pace of my movements. Suddenly I could feel the penis erupting and I plunged it quickly into her mouth and ordered her to suck intensely as I continued to press the frenum against her tongue. The orgasm was an incredible combination of intense pleasure and pain but I was so caught up in the agonizing pleasure that I ordered her not to relent in her oral ministrations to my throbbing cock despite my repeated moans of agony (the word I kept shouting was "kurushiii!!," Japanese for "agonizing.") Throughout the experience, pursuant to what I had taught her, she kept her eyes locked on mine. Such a magnificently obedient girl.
I lost almost all sense of time, but I'm sure the orgasm and its aftereffects continued for several minutes. Despite its intensity I refused to let her stop. I was determined to experience every second I could of this wonder.
This was only one of the numerous discoveries and rediscoveries I encountered on this incredible journey. However, just writing this brief account is almost more than I can manage. The rest... how I so quickly reduced this woman to this degree of willing abject submission and the details of how this submission manifested itself, for example... will have to wait, as will the photographs (not of any women... I promised not to share those) but of the touristic aspects of my visit.
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