Tips From Daddy…Pay Attention!

Some days I wonder what planet I am on…What became of manners..common courtesy…being a GENTLEMAN for fuck sake?? I would love to put blame on the younger generation…lol…But sadly, this behavior spans all ages and walks of life…Well guys, I am here to give you some pointers as how to be a true Gentleman and make her swoon…Feel free to take notes…And raise your hand if you have a question.

Let’s begin, shall we?

1.Bags/packages etc. Ok, being in the hotel biz this is one I am all to familiar with. Almost every weekend I will have couples enter the building with the wife/GF doing the majority of the baggage handling. Wait…WHAT??? Yes, it’s true campers. And more often then I’d care to say I have had the HONOR of carrying bags up a flight of stairs for a couple with the “man” (ahem, cough cough) being capable and 10-20 years my junior…YES! this actually happens!! Disgraceful in my eyes. How could any male of the species NOT be humiliated by this?? Zero sense of pride perhaps?? Let me just say that it will be a cold day in Hell when MY wife lifts anything heavier than her purse if I am there. Guys? Grab the bags without hesitation and man up…And hey! If it helps? Make two trips…No one will think any less of you…

2.Open the damn doors…Did the male populous miss class the day this was taught?? When with your better half, Please…I beg of you…Open and hold doors for her…The car…This one kills me…How many times have I seen the guy actually unlock the car hop in while his lady is standing there WAITING for him to even unlock her side…I have wanted to physically drag them out, take them by the ear and walk them around to open the door for her. Just to humiliate him and show her what a true bag of shite she is dealing with. This goes for opening the door at stores, restaurants etc…Whatever happened to “Ladies First??” Sigh…

3. The little things…These go without saying, but I’ll say them…Pull her chair out for her…Help her with her coat…Compliment her…It’s all free and she’ll think the world of you..Trust me! I know shit!!! 😉

4.Walking with her…For those of you new to this..When walking with your lady down the street…Guys??? Get your ass on the outside/curbside..You want to keep her safe, right??? There is ONE exception to this that I will accept and practice myself. If walking in a potentially dangerous area where strangers lurking  in doorways is a possibility? Yes, please take the inside lane.

p now and then5.The Slob Factor….Men…Please…Clean up after yourself. It’s not hard…Not saying you have to scrub the place down daily, but seriously…Your lady does not really want to transport your nasty ass socks and undies to the laundry basket…Trust me..That will get real old, real fast. Your MAMA doesn’t live here!!!! She will truly appreciate little bits of tidying up now and then.ok?

That’s a start…I hope this has been entertaining as well as informative….Thanks for listening…Sorry for the few typos….lol

   

Fur Fetish…When? Why?

Ok, so a topic near and dear to me..

Yes, I love furs…Real ones..nothing like them…I mean come on, everybody has that fetish that just sends them to the ends of paradise, right?

And thankfully my wife is right on board with this fetish. Makes our love life even more special from time to time. Not that’s it’s needed by any means, but it’s our special kink place we share. One of many…

Ok, when did this fetish start for me you may ask? Or maybe you won’t! Anyhow, I seem to remember when I was a young lad..8-ish or so..I would see these women on TV or in Movies in these gorgeous fur coats. I wasn;t sure why I was drawn to them, but I was. As I got older, It seemed simple. Most women I saw in real furs were sexy because of their level of confidence. Almost thumbing their noses at society saying “Fur may be wrong in your opinion, but fuck you, I look amazing! ” I liked that…Furs bring out a level of sexy, flirtiness , that is hard to explain…They also seemed to be worn by “The bad girls” in high school…And the Slightly evil, women of power in my later years..Such a turn on.

The obvious part of the fur fetish is the feel….The feel of sinking into deep soft pelts..having your love touch every inch of your body with the softness of fox, coyote, lynx etc…bringing every nerve ending to life beyond words….To a point of orgasmic ecstasy you must experience  to understand.

I am fortunate to have my kitten totally on board with this…It excites her just as much..She KNOWS what she does to her Daddy when she wears one of her several beautiful foxes in the bedroom or teases me relentlessly with fur toys..

I truly am a lucky Daddy…

The Days of 70’s-80’s TV and Radio

Ok, I’m a nostalgia nut…Thinking back to the simpler days of my youth and the glorious high school years..Ok, they weren’t always glorious but there was always an escape. Before the world of 24/7/365 media? There was the awesomeness of local TV and Radio. Any time the world seemed too much and life was just a royal pain in the balls? There were the local DJ’s and TV shows to make everything right and fill your world with great music and lousy late night movies..lol

Boston was a hot bed for amazing rock and pop  radio stations during the 70’s and 80’s but it was a little A.M.rock station..Yes, showing my age…A.M.Rock? Yes, it was a thing…A little rock station in my hometown of 30,000 people that was my go to in the early years…WGTR Natick, MA…The DJ’s became like family to a lot of us…John, David O, etc etc …I remember during the Blizzard of 1978 when the state was shutdown to all vehicles that the DJ’s were literally stranded at the station and kept broadcasting for days on end until the travel ban was lifted…True troopers.

As High School approached, WGTR faded away and the heavy hitter stations in Boston became my saviors…Yes, F.M…lol It was great, but not the same…Not as innocent, but still very cool…

Shortly after MTV took to the airways, a local TV station…A UHF station…Channel 66  V66 specifically became our very own LOCAL MTV! What a concept! A video channel for us still not on board with cable TV!!! Hog Heaven for this music loving teen…

Just a trip down memory lane…Hope you enjoyed and had similar memories.. 

Bicycles…

Just  a brief note…Maybe..So, since I was little, bicycles have been a huge part of my life…They have been family…friends to a kid , the youngest kid of a split family. Divorce was not very common in the 70’s which was the era of my youth…I had a hard time learning to ride as I was blinded in my right eye at 8 years old. Yes, I was a late bike bloomer…

When I finally mastered the two wheeled arts, I was hooked..I mean beyond words..This was SUCH freedom…Out the door and gone for hours without a trace or care in the world. Nothing mattered except trying to beat personal goals for speed,distance etc….My first bike was part of me. As beat up of a hand me down junker as she was, I wouldn’t have traded her for the world.

I remember going to the bike shop almost daily and staring at and sitting on this one particular BMX bike..I was fixated on this one for sure…I  wanted this one…No, NEEDED this one. A 1981 Raleigh Rampar R-10…Factory orange..

I dropped hints left and right about Christmas coming up and my desire for this bike..I tried all the tricks…”I’ll never ask for anything again” “I’ll shovel snow and clean my room” etc etc….Didn’t seem like I was getting through…

Well, Christmas morning came…I came into the living  room in our little apartment…No bike…I tried to act thrilled and grateful for the gifts I opened, but it was killing me…I knew even at that age money was tight and Mom was doing her best…Suddenly, Mom asked me to go out to the entry way hall and take out the trash or something like that…BAM SHAZAM!! I opened the front door   There she was in all her glory!!! My dream bike had come home to me!!! I think I may have cried a little…Somehow my glorious Mom had pulled it off!!! I hugged her and thanked her like never before, but honestly I couldn’t get my shoes on fast enough and despite the snow, I grabbed that baby and hit the street like I was running from the law!!! lol

This was the start of a cycling life and my true love of bicycles for a lifetime to come…..Stories will continue…I truly have so many bike stories and hope they touch you if you are a fan of these grand machines as much as I am…

So, here I am…

So, here I am…New to this blog world so thought I’d give a little intro…I am the Daddy and Husband of Succuent Savage…Some of you may know her writings. She is the love of my life and my whole world…

As for myself, I am a fairly recent (well, almost a year now) transplant to California, Massachusetts native, Born in Brookline, Raised in Natick, lived all over the state during my adult life.

Been in the hotel business since 1987, all aspects in the rooms division, Accounting and Security management….It’s an interesting field to say the least and have many days where I wonder is it all worth  it but most days I love what I do.

I, am a huge baseball fan (Go Red Sox!!), love most sports in general, Love classic cars Mostly Fords and Lincolns, Harleys and vintage British bikes, Music is a passion (rock, punk, jazz etc), Spent some days in my youth boxing…great stress reliever..lol…

My role as Daddy to my kitten has been something I have been grooming  for quite  sometime..Not exactly planned, but I have always been a leader. The one in control of situations in general. It helps with my daily Daddy tasks for sure…

Well, that’s all for now…I’ll get some truly interesting stuff going on here for sure real soon…

Thanks for stopping in!