Archive for May, 2005

Minx on inner strength and poetry

Posted in minx with tags on May 31, 2005 by evilminx

I wrote the below last week, but thought I’d spread enough doom and gloom for the while so didn’t post it. Am currently being tossed on the horns of marital dilemma, and dealing with every kind of therapy under the sun.

So it is a therapy-junkie-minx who publishes this poem, but don’t worry – I’m actually feeling rather good. Taking my life in both hands, and dealing with long-neglected issues. It’s energising, and enlightening. I’ve started a ball rolling that has been idle too long, and should have been heading for Indy years ago.

But how empowering to know that i had such courage. I am proud of myself, especially my inner Minx.

And now, a Minxy and poetic moment…

Memories bittersweet

Your face as it laughed
The soft wave of your hair
How you pretended to concentrate
In reality, dreaming of heaven

Your kind, beguiling smile
Your soft, warm skin
Our suitability together
How each completed the other

Your breath on my neck
Your hands on my heart
My legs wrapped around you
Our impeccable rhythm

The false prophet within you
The shock of the pain
The earthquake that rocked me
And shook me to my core

The calm of acceptance
The banishment of bitterness
The sweetness of closure
New strength grows within

But, oh… the sweet sound of your voice.

© Copyright Evil Minx 2005
All rights reserved. May not be reproduced without permission (but I’ll probably give you permission if you ask me nicely).

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Minx restored

Posted in minx with tags on May 27, 2005 by evilminx

Since imitation is the sincerest form of flattery, I must pay tribute to Poo-Saaay and Meestair Bernd who pointed me in the direction of this:

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Watch this space. Minxiosity is where it’s at, it’s the future and it’s amusing the hell out of me.

As y’all can see, I have regained my balance and perspective on life, in sharp contrast to yesterday. See, I really am emerging on the other side. It’s taken what seems like forever to even be able to see the other side, but you know something. I really can.

And, toot my own horn though I shouldn’t, I’m really proud of myself. I appreciate that I still have a long way to go. These things take time, nothing is instantaneous. But I’m healing, I can feel the difference. And it feels great.

The minx is back. And she’s evil. And you love it…

Subdued minx

Posted in minx with tags on May 26, 2005 by evilminx

John Lennon was one of my inspirations, and he described how i feel today far better than i ever could, although obviously he didn’t have the Evil Minx in mind when he did.

However, I’m going to borrow his words anyway. Forgive me my lack of creativity, i’m on a bit of a downer today…

There are places I remember
All my life, though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone
And some remain

All these places had their moments
With lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life, I loved them all

But of all these friends and lovers
There is no-one compares with you
And these memories lose their meaning
When i think of love as something new

Though I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and friends that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I love you more

In my life I love you more

In sorrow and pain, a sad and subdued Minx xx

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An essential reminder of what you have lost…

Posted in minx with tags on May 20, 2005 by evilminx

We’ve spoken several times now, and you know how I feel. What’s new is that I now know how you feel. Prior to TITW (see posts passim), i knew how you felt. Then it was as if the rug had been pulled out from under me, and everything went topsy turvy.

Then – finally – you get up the guts to talk to me again. And you explain yourself. And, oddly enough, i understand where you’re coming from much more than i should. I can’t stop myself from talking to you, you’re like a drug and i’m the fix-hungry junkie. But I can stop you from ever having me, in body, heart, soul and spirit again.

And this post will serve as a reminder of what you’re missing out on…

Remember the way my soft lips touched yours, commanding you to lie back and let them kiss your face, your neck, your nose, your ears. Remember the way you kissed me back, hungrily consuming me, as i surrendered myself to you completely.

Remember the way i made you involuntarily shiver by running my hand across your thigh, even in the most inocuous of settings. My office, under my desk, my fingertips promising the heaven that was to come, my heady perfume wafting across you, the love I felt emanating at you in waves.

Remember the way i looked at you from across a large meeting room, and made you jealous just by turning to the person next to me and murmuring something inconsequential. And then, for the briefest of seconds, when i turned my gaze upon you and looked at you with all of my Evil Minxiosity, picturing us together in your bed. And you, only able to look back helplessly, longing for me, undressing me with your mind, wishing more than anything that i was lying in your arms, making love to you, body and soul.

Remember walking along the beach, the sun glinting off the sea as it set, the glow surrounding us as if we were teenage lovers experiencing the real thing for the first time. Only holding hands but feeling as if we were completely entwined from head to toe. How we sat in the beachfront restaurant, knee touching knee, unable to keep our hands off each other, looking deep into the others’ eyes and seeing only the promise of love.

Remember the way that you held me in your arms, releasing me only to kiss me all down my body, and how i quivered with delight and pleasure. How you made love to each breast with such care, kissing and sucking, and biting me gently but firmly on the nipple until i gasped with delight. How you kissed my tummy, nuzzling and nibbling as you proceeded further downwards until you reached my inner core. How you sipped hesitantly, teasing and tantalising me, but as you continued, agonizingly slowly, how you revelled in my state of arousal. How you derived such exquisite pleasure from my smell, my juices and my warm inviting sex.

Remember the way i pleasured you – the light bites around the head of your cock, the gentle licking and nuzzling, how i enclosed your penis in my mouth – drawing it down deep into my throat, and then releasing it to concentrate on the head. Tickling around the rim with my tongue and teeth. Enclosing it in the warmth of my mouth before leaving it exposed in the cold for an agonizing second before i ceased tantalising you and start all over again. Drawing you in deep again, and biting down hard on your shaft until it was your turn to gasp in delight. Repeating my actions over and over, teasing you by taking my time, enjoying your ecstatic agony for all it was worth.

Remember the way we moved together in harmony, our bodies entwined as one, as we moved in a synchronized rhythm, each focused on the others’ pleasure, as you drove harder and harder inside of me, as i spiralled up and up into the abyss of pleasure, all the while holding each other tight, as if we never wanted to let go.

Remember it well. Remember me when you look at her. And ask yourself why you haven’t the strength to be happy…

EM xx

Maybe it’s premature but…

Posted in minx with tags on May 18, 2005 by evilminx

Well, people, Michelle saw my blog.

(Partly because i sent him the URL, and told him to go look, but hey-whatcha gonna do? A message is no good unless it’s delivered.)

Anyway, he saw it, and he has responded to me. And I’m not going to tell you how deliriously happy I am at his answers, because, frankly that would be a big, fat stinkin’ LIE. But i will say that I believe I’m a lot closer to attaining closure and moving on. And that makes me feel good. Because moving on is what life’s all about – things only go wrong when you remain stationary.

Since I’m not a believer in posting things that can turn around and end up biting me in the ass, (which, bearing in mind some of the things I wrote on EGAM, is quite an amusing statement) I’m not going to publish the details of his response here. I will say this, however: I am more at peace now than i have been for a week, since everything went pear-shaped . And, let’s face it, if i can breathe and eat and sleep, then i can look after my kids, and work, and function and deal with my crappy marriage and be a human being again. and if i can do all that, then i can say i really have emerged on the other side.

And if i can do that, then I know that i can survive and be happy again, and enjoy life again… and maybe even continue the fantasy stuff. It was fun writing that, i must admit, and i look forward to my next inspiration. So go (come?) forth and inspire me to fantasize people, but for god’s sake don’t gross me out…

Evil Minx xx

Maybe it’s premature but…

Posted in minx with tags on May 18, 2005 by evilminx

Well, people, Michelle saw my blog.

(Partly because i sent him the URL, and told him to go look, but hey-whatcha gonna do? A message is no good unless it’s delivered.)

Anyway, he saw it, and he has responded to me. And I’m not going to tell you how deliriously happy I am at his answers, because, frankly that would be a big, fat stinkin’ LIE. But i will say that I believe I’m a lot closer to attaining closure and moving on. And that makes me feel good. Because moving on is what life’s all about – things only go wrong when you remain stationary.

Since I’m not a believer in posting things that can turn around and end up biting me in the ass, (which, bearing in mind some of the things I wrote on EGAM, is quite an amusing statement) I’m not going to publish the details of his response here. I will say this, however: I am more at peace now than i have been for a week, since everything went pear-shaped . And, let’s face it, if i can breathe and eat and sleep, then i can look after my kids, and work, and function and deal with my crappy marriage and be a human being again. and if i can do all that, then i can say i really have emerged on the other side.

And if i can do that, then I know that i can survive and be happy again, and enjoy life again… and maybe even continue the fantasy stuff. It was fun writing that, i must admit, and i look forward to my next inspiration. So go (come?) forth and inspire me to fantasize people, but for god’s sake don’t gross me out…

Evil Minx xx

Some must-know pieces of background info on EM

Posted in minx with tags on May 17, 2005 by evilminx

Apparently, I’m the Ideal Lover. Who’da thunk it…?!


Your Seduction Style: Ideal Lover

You seduce people by tapping into their dreams and desires.
And because of this sensitivity, you can be the ideal lover for anyone you seek.
You are a shapeshifter – bringing romance, adventure, spirituality to relationships.
It all depends on who your with, and what their vision of a perfect relationship is.

What Is Your Seduction Style?

I have to say, i think this result for me is a big old pile of pigeon poo, although it amused me at the time.

I am not a shape shifter at all. I have a very definite idea of what i want out of a relationship. I want (in no particular order other than when my addled brain remembers) love, affection, companionship, cuddles, warmth, passion, excitement, adventurousness, sensuality, not-necessarily-stereotype romance, things in common, caring, support, communication, laughs, fun… not asking for much am I?

It changes as I change, not as the partner changes. That’s partly why i’m having marital issues… *deep and heavy sigh*