note: special thanks to S.B.D. for the courage to write this
note: Sir john and Mari are busy so are not able to write but asked me to express that they will finish there last blogs as soon as possible.
As I told you I am a ghetto rat and proud of it now thanks to my two Dom's. Both experienced bigotry in ways even I can't comprehend but both grew up with a drive to be the best they could be thanks to there parents. I wish I could have met them. I first met sir James when I answered an add for a live in companion for a handicapped man. During the interview he expressed desire to have me expand my education when he saw that i only had a G E D and training school for home health care, when I asked why he smiled and said you will find out if hired. the then went on to enplane and all of sir Georges damage weakness in his legs requiring daily walks, spastic movement of his left arm no movement in his right arm only his shoulder able to move and that limited damaged voice box making it difficult to be understood. this was all a result of a fall damaging brain and back. long story short I was hired. Because of this I found education, love and found that dominance had nothing to do with the body it resides in the brain.
The first time I met sir George he was working on the computer busy making a new program for the govt: and like many stank from getting all wrapped up in what he was doing and forgetting food and bath. And got mad when I pulled him away to feed him and bathe him. but was saved by sir James when he said bro from now on you will eat when she says to and stop smelling like sh** she will bathe or shower you every morning and keep the house clean and give you your pills. she will have her own computer set up for school and you are not to upgrade it. Over time I learned to understand him so that by the time I was 25 he taught me as he put it make the computer sit up and beg. I went from caretaker to student to assistant along the way I learned to love this man. One day when I was giving him a bath I found myself playing with him instead of just washing him I found myself holding a man in my hand not a damaged over educated nerd and I could not help myself and started to take him in my mouth.
He stopped me by pulling my hair back till he was looking me in the eye and said no, we need to talk first. When I finished drying him and dressing him we sat and talked I will not go into all the begging I had to do and telling him certain things that he seemed to think made a man are not the things that matter to a woman. The brain was what made me feel the way I did not his limits of movement. I can not explain the love I felt for this man the feeling of complete devotion to his needs, the feeling of his hand smacking my ass in the morning calling his little bitch holding him while he peed in the morning and feeling him get hard for me the feeling of his hand entering me or the times I would get on top and how he filled me the flood of his release. We had 5 incredible in years six weeks before the birth of our twin's he never woke the scare tissue that continued to grow in his brain finally took him from us it was also responsible for his leaps of intuition that made one of the top programmers in the field stopped him from seeing his children. I did not need to bond to sir James sir George left us very well off but sir James gave me the family that I needed and a place to live where I could raise our children without fear of having my children exposed to both the black and white bigots that made his life hell when young and that is really the secret to this ranch it is the feeling of acceptance for just being.
