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Well, I was planning on running an Easter special.  It didn’t work out, but you guys know that,  just like the Easter Bunny,  I always deliver the goodies, and will come up with something soon that will Rock Your Cocks.

I’m also writing this post early evening of Easter day … because, well, I really really really was busy doing the Easter thing for my mother. I made her a basket with all kinds of goodies (shampoo, perfume, nail polish, chewing gum, bracelet, candy … all the little things that make her happy), and helped with an Easter party for her and her friends.  See? I really do have a reasonably adequate excuse for the No Discount Holiday Phone Sex.

Then again, I have to say that even as a child, I never really was overly excited by Easter.  Nor birthdays, come to think of it.  Nor any holidays requiring picnicking (unless there’s a swimming pool). Yup, it’s pretty much just Thanksgiving and Christmas that wets my loins.  Nonetheless, I did go out of my way for this one and I’m on-the-verge-of collapsing tired and glad to be back home.  First, you and this blog. Then the sofa and a glass of wine. And then, the best part,  bed and a book.  Mmmmmm.

Before I go …

Just in time for Easter: Muppet Christ Superstar You can listen for FREE, but don’t be a putz. Donate generously.

So pretty: Dressed Up Easter Eggs

And guess what Dark Gracie did for Easter?  She tweeted her intentions, so think on this for the rest of your Holiday:

I’m pretty much staying naked in bed as long as I can today.

— Dark Gracie ® (@darkgracie) April 20, 2014

And then there’s The Peruvian prisoners rocking those iron bars and with their production of Jesus Christ Superstar, and I love them for it.

My Pope Francis is a Rock Star. And don’t you forget it.

Ya know, there are those *other* Easter Eggs that keep on giving all year round.

Easter Joke:  What did the Easter Egg say to the boiling water?   It’s going to take awhile to get me hard I just got laid by some chick!

Sooo …

If you’re missing me or the thought of Dark Gracie lounging naked in bed has stirred your Phone Bone,  check out NiteFlirt, where the girls are so hot they will melt your jelly beans.  (And if you’re new around there, you will get 3 FREE minutes for your first call.)

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Just a few golden notes (from emails and conversations):

• I’m in an impossibly dull and useless conference call–I had far more stimulation hooded, bound, and alone.  (after an “isolation” session)
• It just makes me hotter to hear you giggle when I moan in discomfort. (denial & CBT … delicious)
• The first time we spoke, it was love at first kink. (kink-a-dink-a-do, baby cakes)
• Would you really make me masturbate in front of your girlfriends? (not ten of them … but perhaps a few)
• You’re a Man Eater! (anybody have a toothpick?)
• You’re the only woman I’d kneel for. (and he does it often)
• Did you tell your girlfriends that you spoil me? Or that I am enthralled? (and he’s hasn’t cum in a month … oh my)
• I am supposed to be working, but can only think about that leather outfit. (from my leather freak, of course)
• Did I really eat my own cum for you? Disgusting! (but I bet he’ll be back for breakfast)
• I am so nervous that I can’t call. (he did and now he’s mine)
• You get wet when I wear panties for you.  Admit it.  (ahh … the eternally hopeful slut)
• You aren’t just a sexy voice and sexy mind crafting sexy words, you are truly a wonderful person. (sweet boy)
• Yes, I’ll use any pretense I can think of to reach out to you. (I own you *licking lips* yum)
• I went to sleep with you on my mind, which is pretty much where you had been all day. (soon-to-be-knighted Romantic Savant)
• I’m serious about meeting you. Name the place and time and I’ll be there (thanks, but no thanks)
• I’m still trembling three hours later. (carry on, sweet pea)
• How vile I am. (he makes my mouth water)
• Cumming in a corner with my pants around me ankles? Damn, Girl! (don’t forget the lesbian action behind you)
• That countdown was brutal. (❤❤❤)
• I was fucking my girlfriend and all I could do was think about you and the things you made me do. (mission accomplished)

… and the beat goes on.  The beat goes on.

Tra la la.

xo, Angela