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Nov 27, 2019 1:53 PM

A blast from the past

Black Friday was coming up and something of mine had broke, so i went looking in my email for the warranty information, using the keyword, "service".  Evidently the item i was trying to replace went out of warranty months ago, without being notified, but i had also found dozens of emails from 2008-2014, involving gor type activities ranging from a party, quite a few fights and spars, a few regard…

Sep 29, 2019 5:07 PM

Be excellent to each other.

I'll wager the first thing you noticed after reading this, gentle reader, is that I closed the comments.  I did this because you have no say in my decisions, and I'm making one here.  You will simply have to cope.  I'm good at coping, been doing it for a long time.  How about you?   I got asked recently if I'd go into a "dishonorable" home, to handle someone else's business.  The question wasn'…

Sep 19, 2019 2:53 AM

Gorean roleplay at it's finest!

This.   What the heck is this?  Is it a comprehensive blog made by a woman who wishes to express herself in a serious matter about accusations of dualling (not spelled duleling)?  Is it a slave wishing to defend her master in the typical baby scrawl used by kajirae in ages past that thought it was cute and adorable (but really made them sound like they were still in diaper fetishes)?  Or is it…

Sep 16, 2019 11:37 PM

It's the middle of the day. Do your children know where you are?

     The ship from Bazi ties up at a dock in Brundisium, gets met by a port official and pays its berth fee and a ramp is lowered to the pier, and several men disembark and start to set up a makeshift booth next to the base of the ramp, and slaves carry cargo off the ship and stack it next to the booth for display.  As this was happening. the man that was given the bundle from the previous night…

Sep 16, 2019 6:49 AM

It's the middle of the night. Do you know where your children are?

     It was the middle of the night in Poirt Kar.       Few lights shone at this time of night, paga dens and brothels, and the occasional patrol with torches.  This suited a prowler just fine, as he skulked from alleyway to alleyway, going in the general direction of the shoreline where there was a shipwreck he'd heard about.  It was probably ransacked by everyone and their grandmothers by now…