The Smallest Status Symbol

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on June 21, 2014 in Immoral Conversations |

At first I found it disturbing, the fact that some men would approach me – mainly in college – and make certain offers. Perhaps it has something to do with my looks, I’m told that Asian women are especially attractive to many western men, or perhaps it was some form of desperation, an attempt to […]

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The Conundrum Of Intimacy

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on June 11, 2014 in Q&A |

I haven’t been able to figure this one out yet, perhaps someone out there can give me a little insight. Why is it that older women are so comfortable around younger gay men? And I mean to the point of feeling free enough to wrap their arms around them, to almost treat them as lovers. […]

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Gender Equality: Overheard Conversations

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on June 4, 2014 in Immoral Conversations |

Eavesdropping can be fun, unless you happen to be on the wrong end of it or your eavesdropper happens to be the NSA. Today I caught most of a conversation about an accident which recently occurred which got me thinking, not so much about the accident itself, but more about gender equality and then role […]

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Sunning In The Nude

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on May 27, 2014 in Personal |

If you go off the beaten track, force your way through overgrown pathways and are not afraid of the occasional insect landing on your skin, there are places to be found which bring more than at first appears available. A whisper to the good, a mention of a hidden place, and the will to seek […]

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Is It A Male Thing?

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on April 10, 2014 in Immoral Conversations |

It’s strange what some people think, and write, about others. I’m not sure whether any of the following people actually exercised any of their gray cells or not, or whether they honestly believe that they were commenting in a closed forum where no one else would see their words. Even so, the question is posed, […]

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There Is A Darkside To Humor Too

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on March 25, 2014 in Immoral Conversations |

Twitter, as we all know, is packed with subtle humor as much as with tales of daring, of personal feelings and emotions, of fear and fun. It can be light, it can be dark and deep, all in 140 characters. It can also be very boring, when someone merely posts ‘blah’ or similar, but this […]

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Nature’s Wonders

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on February 20, 2014 in Immoral Conversations |

It is amazing how far Nature has come over the centuries. In the beginning – all depending on what you believe – there was a slim being which gradually evolved into life as we know it today, growing into different species of animal and, eventually, the human species. Male, female and everything in-between grew from […]

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Reality Check: Manhood v. Expectations

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on August 27, 2013 in Adult (nsfw), Immoral Conversations |

At what age does a boy – because I am sure it starts really young – start to worry about how big his appendages, his bits and pieces, are? And, as a sort of sub-question – what is it that brings these thoughts and worries about size and manhood about? I’m not sure that I […]

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It’s Just A Thought, But…

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on July 31, 2013 in Q&A |

Strange what goes through the minds of some. Still, so long as they are happy. Love & Kisses, Viki.

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Women’s Advantage?

Posted by Viktoria Michaelis on July 14, 2013 in Immoral Conversations |

Without a shadow of a doubt there are many advantages to being a woman, I hardly need to list them here but, with a little bit of help from Twitter, here are a few thoughts which help emphasis one of the greatest advantages and, in a small way, a disadvantage. It’s all about a little […]

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