welcome home

Well, a new home and a new face to Herdesires. Those of you looking for porn might as well back out now. Hosting costs became something I could no longer afford and I needed to do something about it, so I’ve cut everything else out, moved the diary to a free host (thank you, Ev) and here’s where Herdesires now lives, in its somewhat shortened form.
The good news is I’m still thinking about sex and relationships and all that messy stuff, and I have some thoughts to share soon. I might even work my way close to something approaching regular updates again. You never know.
For now, it’s enough to let you know that in some form or another Herdesires lives still, and I don’t plan on getting rid of it completely. I still hope to be able to get the stories and musings back online at some point but for now they exist only in memory. Fond memories, I hope.
I have another revelation to share. I’ve broken yet another damn silver bullet vibe.
Have you ever noticed that your favourite vibe dies when you’re ohmygodthisclose to orgasm? It’s enough to make you want to scream, and NOT in a good way.
Honestly, for the record here, I don’t do anything kinky with monkeys and blenders. I don’t tie myself into knots and suspend myself with the lone cord of my vibrator from the ceiling. I masturbate just like a normal girl. Bullets, alas, were never meant to take the place of a regular partner, and my bullet has been my partner for a while now. I need something industrial strength. Something to last a little longer so I don’t convince y’all I’m some major kinky chick who does god-knows-what to her vibrators causing them to break on an insanely regular basis.
The search continues… I’ll keep you posted. 🙂