this weekend was great- congress theater friday night, thievery corporation- which fucking rocked! And i thank all parties involved for that!
sat i went to a swingers party, which was a bit weird, and although i enjoyed myself, i found myself feeling a bit trapped and at someone elses mercy, which i fucking hate- i like being able to do what i want when i want, and there were a few moments when i was unable to do that, which blew. badly. I also find in many situations that people are so categorizational, meaning, most of my best friends don’t fall into gay or straight categories, and i found myself that night amidst people who are supposed to be open and accepting and eager to open the doors to sexual experience, and the conversation is clouded with gay and straight and that only women can fuck each other and men can’t – which is soooo fucking absurd to me. people are people. love them all. thats what i think. and so there i sat. the youngest by far. smoking in the dark. wishing i could go home and be among those i love. instead i was among those whose ideas i found so hypocritical and shrouded. Now i am not going to deny the enjoyment that i had, as a women a good 15 years my senior went down on me for like 20 minutes- and it was fabulous. point proven once again.
on that same sort of subject, the pride parade on sunday was a fucking blast! margaritas from the get go, dancing, swagger, drag queens, my best peeps, love love love love abounds!
last week, David and I did a scene for a project not of our own, but damn it was fun. its been a long time since i’ve fucked in front of the camera, and i forgot how much i loved it. hopefully it will amount to something and be profitable.

my work week began and i am sun-kissed and worn, but loving it all. summer has me in its swing, and i dip and fall in the arms of it.
xoxoxoxo
- Morgana

Anyway- I did a photoshoot for Backstagebetties.com the other day, super fun! we did it at JBTV studios- an amazing beautiful space, filled with kind and generous people. I am super excited about this project, and getting to work with the amazing photographer and bands. Seriously, check out www.getmadbaby.com for band pics, as the backstagebetties is still underway. For me personally, as someone who lives and breathes music, being able to be a pin-up girl for local bands- nothing makes me happier. Well- some things do- but this project makes me super excited! Here is a pic of my sexy ass……

I am posting a few pictures from Dahlia Freyas party almost a month ago now- just because they are too fucking dope not to share.

Remember the big black strap-on that I so enjoyed getting shoved down my throat- well heres some proof loves

three-somes… feminine lips against breasts slightly bigger than my own, soft hands,  new delicacies, romancing undiscovered areas,  hair falling against multiple arms and chests… the beauty of the human form intertwines to create – for just a moment- one being- and its absolutely fucking gorgeous!

Anyway- good fucking times

SO- I’ve always felt like a sexually liberated person-  but recently, I have become so comfortable in my own sexuality, that it makes me realize that I was never as open as I thought. Or not even open, just comfortable. Its only in the last couple months that I have become so ready to just experience everything, and know who I am, and be ok with that. Its a beautiful thing, to have no awkwardness or tension when it comes to sex. Or watching sex. Or listening to other people have sex around you. Or having sex in front of others. I think it took me being a single lady and re-discovering myself, to really experience me being ok with who I am, and not having to worry about how anyone else will perceive that.

Just finished Chuck Palahniuks, Invisible Monsters, loved loved loved this book! I think next to Choke, its my 2nd fave. One of my favorite quotes in it is, page 240:

“Rip yourself open.

Tell me my life story before I die.

Sew yourself shut.”

All of his books are completely bizarre, but I found this one more about self discovery and who we define ourselves are and what we do to make happiness an actual thing and not just something to search for. About finding your fears and terrors and embracing them to become someone who actually feels rather than just floats through life….  I would love to sit down and have a martini with that man. I bet he is a phenomenal conversationalist. And there is nothing I love more than a man who can stimulate me.

So I took some pictures of my cat the other night playing with my ball gag/eye mask— the thing is made of really cheap material, and using it for the first time the other day, realized that I never really want to use it again, so I am happy to give it to my other little pussy…….