T.M.I. Tuesday- Sept. 10th, 2019!

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Good Morning Friends!

We’re back with another T.M.I. Tuesday, and that means diving into all the quirky and colorful questions that helps us flow over the pre-hump day lull. That said, let’s dive in to today’s questions. As always, if you’d like to jump in on the fun, simply head on over to the T.M.I. Tuesday blog and copy/paste these questions into your blog. Then, copy your link onto the post of the week and tada! You’re in on the collaboration! 🙂 Now, let’s dive in, shall we? ❤

1. Which of these do you do the most with your significant other? List in order of frequency from done the most to performed less frequently. If you don’t engage in any of this with your significant other write N/A (not applicable)
a. Eat meals with your significant other without smartphones, tablets, TV or any device.
b. Exercise together
c. Share a morning kiss that lasts longer than six seconds.

The first would be C, as I love to kiss my partners. The next would be A, because I love to eat very slowly… and talk for hours whilst doing so. The last would be B, because…. I don’t exercise as much as I should lol. 

2. Briefly tell us about a time when things felt helpless but you knew you would pull through.

I’m going to go serious here for a moment. So, one of my more defining moments in my life was when I was going through a custody case with my daughters. It was 9 months of feeling like I was in a vortex and under a microscope all at the same time. I wouldn’t wish that on my worst enemy. At that point in time, my life felt… numb. Yes, I think I was in such a “business mode” all the time, that the emotional aftermath didn’t hit me until it was all finally over. Then a tsunami came that I hadn’t prepared for. But before I chose to give my ex my rights, I remember that I took 2 weeks to myself. My world was unusually quiet. My attorney had advised me to think very long and hard about the legal and emotional ramifications of my decision. So I took 2 weeks to myself to just sit and pray about it. 

And that’s exactly what I did. I prayed. 

From the moment I woke up, to the moment I passed out every day for those two weeks I prayed to God. I sobbed. I prayed and I sobbed some more. But in the midst of all of those emotions and prayer… I also found peace like I’ve never known before. Call it what you will, but when I finally walked into the conference room to sign those papers, I didn’t feel alone. I knew the Lord was with me. I knew everything would be okay. My family was raging in anger, not understanding why I was doing what I was doing. But deep down, I knew that it was in the girls’ best interest to grow up in a stable environment. I loved them enough to put aside my emotions and think of theirs. The love I have for them is unconditional. A piece of paper doesn’t nor ever will change my love. And through my beliefs, I was also able to hold onto hope as I pressed forward from that day onward.  

3. Would you rather have sex in a posh romantic hotel suite, on a secluded tropical beach or in your own bedroom? Why?

You know, let’s pause for a moment here. Why does everyone suggest having sex on the beach? Have you been on the beach lately? I live 3 miles from the beach, so I get sandy quite often. And if you’ve ever laid on the sand, then you know several things happen: 

  • One: You get sand in every crevice and orifice that you have. 
  • Two: Sand chaffs like no other 
  • Three: Sand and salt water dehydrate you to oblivion
  • And Four: If you’re like me, all it takes is 20 minutes to burn to a crisp!

So why, pray tell, would I want to even attempt to have SEX on the beach?! We can rule out sex on the beach right here and now. 

Sex in a posh romantic hotel: been there, done that! It’s nice. You pay for overpriced hotel room service, and wear plushy bathrobes feeling all boojie


When it comes to sex, I’m a bit more practical. (Here’s the tomboy in me coming out). I want the cum towel at the end of the bed. I want my own clothes to jump into after I shower. I want to move on with my day post-aftercare and that means being in my home. Can I do it in a hotel? Sure. And hotel sex is really, really fun sex! 😉 But sex at home… is the best in my opinion. 🙂 

4. Have you practiced orgasm denial? Did you like it? Would you do it again?

Y’all I’m about to keep it real up in here. Yes, I’ve practice orgasm denial. Sure, if done correctly it can be fun and I might do it again. But at almost-35 years old… I have a hard enough time getting off to begin with, that to be denied an orgasm is likely to just irritate me and my princess parts! I’d rather have the, “Alright you’re going to cum for me in three…. two…. one….” command by my dominant. That’s much more appealing in my book. 

5. Finish this line: I doubt I will ever tell you _____ .

Uh…. *thinks* I’m so transparent on here with you all that this question is HARD! 


I doubt I will ever tell you… my address? No, I mean I have a P.O. Box, so if you beautiful peeps want to be pen pals, just send me an email in the Contact Penny page and I’m down to give you my address. 


I doubt I will ever tell you… *snaps fingers* Okay, I’ve got it! I doubt I will ever tell you when my period arrives, ONLY because it’s not really anything you need to be aware of or worry about lol. *shrugs* 🙂 I’m pretty much an open book. ❤ 

Bonus: Would you pay good money to have the kind of sex you want, when you want?

Okay, true story! 

There was a time when I did consider hiring a dom-for-hire to experience certain play sessions that I yearned for. Would I do that now? No. I have two wonderful partners whom I am blessed to be with. But once upon a time, kinky-me was down to try! 🙂 So no judgement here if you do it. ❤ 

Alright my friends, I hope you enjoyed this post. If you did, hit that like button and let me know. Have a terrific Tuesday, and I will see you back here for the next topic!

Much love

~Kitten/Punkin Xx


  1. I’m totally there with you about the sex on the beach thing. Sand and sex shouldn’t mix. It gets in all wrong places and sandpaper on the most sensitive of areas is NOT fun. However, I have had sex in the water at the beach. Now, that was fun and not nearly as sandy. 😏


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