Getting Away with Schmidt

"Warning! Warning!" No, it wasn't the seatbelt sign illuminating. Nor was it any type of beeping alarm coming from the cockpit. It was the unmistakable smell of a freshly soiled diaper, registering in the alarm centers of my brain, as it wafted into the nostrils, of my fellow passengers, and I, at approximately 30,000 feet, just as we had recently settled into our comfortable ride aboard a regional "fun-jet" en route to Salt Lake City. Matter was descending, alright, but it wasn't the plane. The day had started out innocently enough, with the typical, "up-at-3AM" to catch the 6:AM flight routine", complete with the burning eyeballs and the shaky body of a prematurely risen person... where your body already feels so wracked from packing from the day before, that the idea of coffee would almost be an insult upon on the fragile fortress of your flesh. Nonetheless, (and it wasn't the first time I'd assaulted the body with something i...

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Ribbons & bowz, that ties down belowz to adorn all my netherly thingz. Such a scandalous thought to make undressing more hot, by the seamstresses making such things. Whether trinkets or bells, or bejeweled little strings which hang down from my brazziere, One thing is for sure... whether front or on rear, trinkets tickle my body like hell! But wear them I will, if it pleases you still whether I'm young, plump, scrawny or old, This task aint too small, But, I'm human, after all! And what girl wants her nights to be cold?!? ;-) ~ Savvy Schmidt Thanks to Katie Kansas for use of her picture. You can find more information on Katie and her shop (and where to buy this, and other such lovely items), by visiting her store Here! ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Content Copyright 2012 Schmidt Talk, Inc. All rights reserved. For more blogs, visit Getting Away with Schmidt... In a Blog Than...