Sheshena's Secret Locker is back!!!
After a near week of suffering from technical difficulties that I thought had been fixed midway through last week, I'm glad to say that the locker is back in good shape.
And it being the last day of the month, concluding January's theme of "My First," I'm glad to announce that the next few months of the locker will be geared towards counting down to the release of the next installment of Secrets Unveiled: The True Ms. Harris.
That's right, the countdown is finally here to the release of Secrets Unveiled II: The True Ms. Harris. After much anticipation, the time has finally arrived to deliver the next chapter of the saga. So, starting tomorrow, February 1, 2011, Sheshena's Secret Locker will be posting excerpts from the first part of the series, Secrets Unveiled 2nd Edition. During the entire month, the theme will be "Sheshena's Secret Preview" as I will be giving a free preview of my debut novel beginning with the first chapter. So, be sure to tune in to see how it all began.
But until then, I leave you with the last secret for the month: My Secret Fetish.
Today's secret comes from someone who found himself intrigued by what he felt was the most unlikely thing imaginable: knees.
He doesn't know how exactly it began, but one day he woke up to the realization that his favorite part of the opposite sex was their knees. Something about a woman's knees drove him crazy. And the perfect knee could make him stand at attention.
It got to the point where he was afraid to see bare knees in public because he wasn't sure how he would react. But he finally managed to command control of his fetish to allow him to interact with others without the fear of bulging below the waste.
Every time his eyes caught sight of a set of knees that turned him on, he began diverting his attention to the nearest male in the room. And if there were no guys, he'd look for the ugliest face he could find.
And it never failed...he went limp every time.
Tomorrow's post will begin February's Secret Preview.
See you then!!!
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
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Wednesday, January 26, 2011
My First Gray Hair
Let me start by apologizing for lapse in blogging, but the first half of this week was plagued with technical difficulties that prevented me from posting this week's blogs. But thankfully, all the kinks have been worked out.
So, midway through the week, Sheshena's Secret Locker presents this weeks first blog: My First Gray Hair.
Now although today's blog is short and sweet, just enough to get you over the hump, I must say that it took me by surprise. Before reading this secret, I had no idea that grays could sprout in areas below the neck. But...now, I know.
Today's secret teller found herself saying hello to her first signs of her gray days down below.
It'd been a while since she'd gone without trimming her grass, but found herself letting her hair grow free for a few weeks when she noticed something that she didn't expect.
A gray hair.
Down there.
The last place she expected it.
She waxed that day. And since seeing it, she hasn't gone without waxing since. And hadn't seen another gray hair since then, either.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
So, midway through the week, Sheshena's Secret Locker presents this weeks first blog: My First Gray Hair.
Now although today's blog is short and sweet, just enough to get you over the hump, I must say that it took me by surprise. Before reading this secret, I had no idea that grays could sprout in areas below the neck. But...now, I know.
Today's secret teller found herself saying hello to her first signs of her gray days down below.
It'd been a while since she'd gone without trimming her grass, but found herself letting her hair grow free for a few weeks when she noticed something that she didn't expect.
A gray hair.
Down there.
The last place she expected it.
She waxed that day. And since seeing it, she hasn't gone without waxing since. And hadn't seen another gray hair since then, either.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Friday, January 21, 2011
My First Crush
Friday's Finally Here!!!
I know that this week's blogs for Sheshena's Secret Locker have dealt with all sorts of relations, but for Friday, I'll have to make a left turn for another road.
Today's is about a girl's first crush that turned about being anything but.
Grade school days, playground for recess, and the girl was on the monkey bars showing how fast she could get across when her secret crush shows up with all of his boys to tease and taunt.
But despite their antics, she made it across the fastest she'd ever done before and was proud about her broken record.
But her crush wasn't impressed.
So much so that he decided to give it ago himself. And he beat her by half the time. So her victory was snatched away from her before she got a chance to celebrate.
And it was her crush that did it.
From that day forward, she no longer liked what she saw when she looked at her crush. And instead of being a crush, he became her biggest competition.
She can't say that she's beaten him at everything else since.
But he can't either.
Next post will be on Wednesday, Jan. 26, 2011.
See you then!!!
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
I know that this week's blogs for Sheshena's Secret Locker have dealt with all sorts of relations, but for Friday, I'll have to make a left turn for another road.
Today's is about a girl's first crush that turned about being anything but.
Grade school days, playground for recess, and the girl was on the monkey bars showing how fast she could get across when her secret crush shows up with all of his boys to tease and taunt.
But despite their antics, she made it across the fastest she'd ever done before and was proud about her broken record.
But her crush wasn't impressed.
So much so that he decided to give it ago himself. And he beat her by half the time. So her victory was snatched away from her before she got a chance to celebrate.
And it was her crush that did it.
From that day forward, she no longer liked what she saw when she looked at her crush. And instead of being a crush, he became her biggest competition.
She can't say that she's beaten him at everything else since.
But he can't either.
Next post will be on Wednesday, Jan. 26, 2011.
See you then!!!
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Thursday, January 20, 2011
My First Virtual Fantasy
Two days left before the weekend, which means this is the second to last blog entry for the week. But its just right for all you daydreamers drifting of into the weekend before it begins.
Today's secret for the locker comes from a woman who calls herself faithful in body but not in mind.
She's been with her husband for a decade and a half, six of which they've been married. And since being with her partner, she's been with no one but him. But somewhere along the course of their relationship, she found herself doing something she never thought she'd need to do in order to make their most intimate moment more enjoyable for her.
Fantasizing while in the act.
She'd never allowed any of her fantasies to enter her bedroom unless her counterpart in mind was her husband. But one night, she found herself breaking her rule.
She just wasn't in the mood.
But her husband was.
And he was as insistent as she was resistant. But finally, exhausted with telling him no, she gave in and gave hubby what he wanted. But as her own personal payback, she fantasized that she was with someone else.
A secret crush that shall remain nameless, but one that she saw every day at work.
And to her satisfaction, her fantasy finished with a happy ending, for both herself and her husband. So, they were both able to go to sleep happy that night.
But the next day, she had to face her crush at work. And that night when she and her husband found themselves in the same predicament as before, the second she closed her eyes, she saw her secret crush's face. Whether she wanted to or not, he kept popping up in her mind and she couldn't get him out of it.
That was over a year ago.
And ever since, she couldn't close her eyes without thinking about the crush she brought into her bedroom. So she did the only thing she could think of to get him off of her mind. She thought about someone else.
Derek Jeter.
And since then, she's kept her crushes to the stars to assure that she'd never have to face them in public.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Today's secret for the locker comes from a woman who calls herself faithful in body but not in mind.
She's been with her husband for a decade and a half, six of which they've been married. And since being with her partner, she's been with no one but him. But somewhere along the course of their relationship, she found herself doing something she never thought she'd need to do in order to make their most intimate moment more enjoyable for her.
Fantasizing while in the act.
She'd never allowed any of her fantasies to enter her bedroom unless her counterpart in mind was her husband. But one night, she found herself breaking her rule.
She just wasn't in the mood.
But her husband was.
And he was as insistent as she was resistant. But finally, exhausted with telling him no, she gave in and gave hubby what he wanted. But as her own personal payback, she fantasized that she was with someone else.
A secret crush that shall remain nameless, but one that she saw every day at work.
And to her satisfaction, her fantasy finished with a happy ending, for both herself and her husband. So, they were both able to go to sleep happy that night.
But the next day, she had to face her crush at work. And that night when she and her husband found themselves in the same predicament as before, the second she closed her eyes, she saw her secret crush's face. Whether she wanted to or not, he kept popping up in her mind and she couldn't get him out of it.
That was over a year ago.
And ever since, she couldn't close her eyes without thinking about the crush she brought into her bedroom. So she did the only thing she could think of to get him off of her mind. She thought about someone else.
Derek Jeter.
And since then, she's kept her crushes to the stars to assure that she'd never have to face them in public.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
My First Tossed Salad
Happy Hump Day!!!
And in accordance with the day designated for humping, today's secret for the locker is one that probably should've remained in the bedroom, but I'm glad to have it for today's post.
I'm sure that for most of you, the title has already given you a good idea what today's post is about, but for those of you who don't...consider yourself warned.
A guy who considered himself a freak was outdone by someone he didn't expect. She didn't have what he considered the usual attributes that freaks possessed. She wasn't quiet, but was far from loud. Her clothes didn't hang loosed, but didn't cling onto her either. Her hair was always in a ponytail and she had never been spotted with more than a coat of lip gloss. But she had a cute face and well proportioned body, so she made his "Hit List."
One day, he finally got the chance to cross her name off his list. He got her back to his apartment and between the sheets, and got the surprise of his life.
She became another woman.
Her appetite for sex was beyond any he'd seen a female possess. She may have been reserved with the lights on, but when they were off, this chick had no boundaries. And he explored them all and let her do some exploring of her own. But her explorations led her to areas he deemed off limits.
Namely...his backside, for a lack of a better term.
Before he realized what she was doing, her tongue was moving up his crack and it was the last thing he was expecting to feel.
But...he liked it.
So, he didn't stop her.
And they've been together for going on two years strong.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
And in accordance with the day designated for humping, today's secret for the locker is one that probably should've remained in the bedroom, but I'm glad to have it for today's post.
I'm sure that for most of you, the title has already given you a good idea what today's post is about, but for those of you who don't...consider yourself warned.
A guy who considered himself a freak was outdone by someone he didn't expect. She didn't have what he considered the usual attributes that freaks possessed. She wasn't quiet, but was far from loud. Her clothes didn't hang loosed, but didn't cling onto her either. Her hair was always in a ponytail and she had never been spotted with more than a coat of lip gloss. But she had a cute face and well proportioned body, so she made his "Hit List."
One day, he finally got the chance to cross her name off his list. He got her back to his apartment and between the sheets, and got the surprise of his life.
She became another woman.
Her appetite for sex was beyond any he'd seen a female possess. She may have been reserved with the lights on, but when they were off, this chick had no boundaries. And he explored them all and let her do some exploring of her own. But her explorations led her to areas he deemed off limits.
Namely...his backside, for a lack of a better term.
Before he realized what she was doing, her tongue was moving up his crack and it was the last thing he was expecting to feel.
But...he liked it.
So, he didn't stop her.
And they've been together for going on two years strong.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
My First Hit-N-Run
Back from a three day weekend, but wishing it was four. But at least it's a four day work week and this week's warmer than the last.
And it just so happens that I have four juicy secret "firsts" for the locker this week, starting with today's blog: "My First Hit-N-Run."
Now, for those of you who don't know, a hit-n-run can be interpreted in a number of ways. But for today's secret source, it refers to his first one night stand.
It didn't start off as a one night stand. He actually liked the girl. They attended the same college and had been acquaintances for a few months, but had never had a real conversation. Only small talk in passing whenever their paths crossed. But one day, that all changed.
They were at a house party one night and found themselves getting lose on the dance floor. Her hands were around his neck and his were just past her waist. Their hips were bumping and grinding, and lips were talking without words.
They took their tango to one of the empty rooms in the house and commenced with dancing with their clothes off. And the guy couldn't believe he'd actually smashed his crush. He didn't want it to be a one time thing, but soon realized he was the one that had been smashed.
Another acquaintance of his saw him exiting the room with his newly acquired property, and pulled him to the side to have a word. And that person informed him that he was the second guy she smashed that night and that knowing her, she was just getting started.
That was the last time he crossed her path.
And he made sure his next hit-n-run was of his own initiating.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
And it just so happens that I have four juicy secret "firsts" for the locker this week, starting with today's blog: "My First Hit-N-Run."
Now, for those of you who don't know, a hit-n-run can be interpreted in a number of ways. But for today's secret source, it refers to his first one night stand.
It didn't start off as a one night stand. He actually liked the girl. They attended the same college and had been acquaintances for a few months, but had never had a real conversation. Only small talk in passing whenever their paths crossed. But one day, that all changed.
They were at a house party one night and found themselves getting lose on the dance floor. Her hands were around his neck and his were just past her waist. Their hips were bumping and grinding, and lips were talking without words.
They took their tango to one of the empty rooms in the house and commenced with dancing with their clothes off. And the guy couldn't believe he'd actually smashed his crush. He didn't want it to be a one time thing, but soon realized he was the one that had been smashed.
Another acquaintance of his saw him exiting the room with his newly acquired property, and pulled him to the side to have a word. And that person informed him that he was the second guy she smashed that night and that knowing her, she was just getting started.
That was the last time he crossed her path.
And he made sure his next hit-n-run was of his own initiating.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Friday, January 14, 2011
My First Smoke
Happy Friday and Happy Martin Luther King, Jr Weekend!!! (Happy Birthday MLK, Jr!!!)
Before I get to today's post for the locker, let me wish everyone a great and safe weekend and hope that everyone enjoys the holiday while also observing it.
Now for today's post: My First Smoke.
For all of you smokers out there, this lady wanted to share when she took her first puff. She admits that she was well underage, but that's all she'll admit not wanting to give full disclosure about the specifics of her confession.
When she was younger, she spent a lot of time with her grandfather. And her grandfather was a heavy smoker. But known to be glued to his seat, her grandfather grew accustomed to sending his grandkids to do things that he didn't feel like doing, like grabbing the remote and lighting his cigarettes when he didn't have a match.
So, one day when her grandfather tasked her the duty of lighting his cigarette, she decided to take the first puff herself to see what all the hype was about.
And she hated it.
It turned her away from smoking almost completely. She tried it again years later and found the same distaste for it.
And she hasn't smoked since.
Next blog will be on Tuesday, Jan. 18, 2011.
See you then!!!
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Before I get to today's post for the locker, let me wish everyone a great and safe weekend and hope that everyone enjoys the holiday while also observing it.
Now for today's post: My First Smoke.
For all of you smokers out there, this lady wanted to share when she took her first puff. She admits that she was well underage, but that's all she'll admit not wanting to give full disclosure about the specifics of her confession.
When she was younger, she spent a lot of time with her grandfather. And her grandfather was a heavy smoker. But known to be glued to his seat, her grandfather grew accustomed to sending his grandkids to do things that he didn't feel like doing, like grabbing the remote and lighting his cigarettes when he didn't have a match.
So, one day when her grandfather tasked her the duty of lighting his cigarette, she decided to take the first puff herself to see what all the hype was about.
And she hated it.
It turned her away from smoking almost completely. She tried it again years later and found the same distaste for it.
And she hasn't smoked since.
Next blog will be on Tuesday, Jan. 18, 2011.
See you then!!!
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
My First Peek
First off, let me apologize for taking a snow day yesterday, but the Tri-State area got hit with another winter storm and I was unable to get to my computer before I got caught up in the mayhem.
Now, back to blogging.
Today's post comes from a guy that's wants to preempt his secret by saying it's not something he's proud of, but he's not ashamed to share it in an open confessional. However, he does want to add that although this was his first time engaging in such activity but not his last, he hasn't done it in years and would never do it again.
But ten years ago, it may have been a different story.
Back then, the sight of bare skin would give him whiplash. He wouldn't hesitate to sneak a peek. And it's all goes back to his first peek.
He was a teenager and had crashed at one of his friends houses after a night of underage drinking. He woke up in the middle of the night to the onset of a hangover, and found himself making his way to the nearest bathroom to raid the medicine cabinet. But along the way, he was distracted.
The door to his friend's parents room was cracked.
And his friend's parents were getting it on.
He couldn't help but stop and look. He'd never seen anything like it. It was a real live porno playing out in front of his young eyes. And it captured his attention with a hold that wouldn't let go. But a shift in his friend's parents position made him quickly come to his senses, and he rushed off to go find that medicine cabinet.
But he no longer had a headache.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Now, back to blogging.
Today's post comes from a guy that's wants to preempt his secret by saying it's not something he's proud of, but he's not ashamed to share it in an open confessional. However, he does want to add that although this was his first time engaging in such activity but not his last, he hasn't done it in years and would never do it again.
But ten years ago, it may have been a different story.
Back then, the sight of bare skin would give him whiplash. He wouldn't hesitate to sneak a peek. And it's all goes back to his first peek.
He was a teenager and had crashed at one of his friends houses after a night of underage drinking. He woke up in the middle of the night to the onset of a hangover, and found himself making his way to the nearest bathroom to raid the medicine cabinet. But along the way, he was distracted.
The door to his friend's parents room was cracked.
And his friend's parents were getting it on.
He couldn't help but stop and look. He'd never seen anything like it. It was a real live porno playing out in front of his young eyes. And it captured his attention with a hold that wouldn't let go. But a shift in his friend's parents position made him quickly come to his senses, and he rushed off to go find that medicine cabinet.
But he no longer had a headache.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
My First Time Losing My Ring
Tuesday's here, and I don't know about everyone else, but I'm looking forward to catching Southland tonight!!! (It's one of my favs and I'm glad to be back to the return of good TV).
And speaking of good things, today's secret is about the return of one of the best things a gal could ask for: a diamond ring.
And not just any diamond ring.
Her wedding ring.
That's right. Today's secret is about a wife that lost her wedding ring on what she felt was the worst day imaginable. It was she and her husband's tenth anniversary. And her entire family was gathering at her in-law's house to celebrate, which of course included her mother-in-law.
Now, the wife didn't have a terrible relationship with her mother-in-law. But she always found herself falling victim to her constant schooling about all things she felt a woman ought to do. So, she knew that arriving at her mother-in-law's house on her anniversary without her wedding ring would become the talk of the night as soon as her ringless finger was spotted.
But she went anyways.
She couldn't find the ring for the life of her, so she went without it, deciding attending her own party was more important than cowering to her fear of embarrassment. But when she got there, she was beyond embarrassed.
She was surprised.
She learned that she hadn't lost her wedding ring.
Her husband took it to have three more stones added to it: their two birthstones and their daughter's birthstone. And it was the best surprise she'd ever gotten in her life, but she was also relieved to not have to offer her mother-in-law an explanation.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
And speaking of good things, today's secret is about the return of one of the best things a gal could ask for: a diamond ring.
And not just any diamond ring.
Her wedding ring.
That's right. Today's secret is about a wife that lost her wedding ring on what she felt was the worst day imaginable. It was she and her husband's tenth anniversary. And her entire family was gathering at her in-law's house to celebrate, which of course included her mother-in-law.
Now, the wife didn't have a terrible relationship with her mother-in-law. But she always found herself falling victim to her constant schooling about all things she felt a woman ought to do. So, she knew that arriving at her mother-in-law's house on her anniversary without her wedding ring would become the talk of the night as soon as her ringless finger was spotted.
But she went anyways.
She couldn't find the ring for the life of her, so she went without it, deciding attending her own party was more important than cowering to her fear of embarrassment. But when she got there, she was beyond embarrassed.
She was surprised.
She learned that she hadn't lost her wedding ring.
Her husband took it to have three more stones added to it: their two birthstones and their daughter's birthstone. And it was the best surprise she'd ever gotten in her life, but she was also relieved to not have to offer her mother-in-law an explanation.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Monday, January 10, 2011
My First Ride
So, the weekend's come and gone and now we all find ourselves back at Monday with another week ahead. But hopefully, everyone's weekend was nice enough to hold them over for the next five days. And if not, then hopefully you'll at least get a kick out of the secrets up for post this week.
And today's post is a spicy way to jumpstart the week, so I hope you enjoy:
Today's post for the locker is titled "My First Ride," and I'm sure it can be interpreted a number of ways.
The source behind today's secret is someone who has been enlightened to the power she's possessed for some time, but just recently learned how to put to work.
And boy is her husband happy about it.
This woman admittedly has not been one to take control in the bedroom in the past. She's been pretty shy until about a year ago, when she and her husband found themselves having one of those talks couples dread to have with each other.
Scorecards in the Bedroom.
And she learned that her husband didn't rate her as high as she'd hoped he would. But since they were being honest about their feelings, she didn't hold it against him. Rather, she asked him why her score was what she felt was low, and he told her that he felt like he always had to do all the work. He eloborated, to both of their dismay, but they both left the conversation happier about the subject because it was finally out on the table.
But the next time the engaged in the act, it was more awkward than ever. They both seemed to be so wrapped up in what the other had commented on that they couldn't enjoy their union.
Two weeks passed before they find themselves able to take it there again, but during the two weeks, the wife had taken it upon herself to acquire a pornographic education in the art of love making. And what she discovered was that there was a whole lot more that she could be doing behind closed doors. So, after she'd seen more than she had wanted to from others, she put her education to use and practiced what she learned on her husband, starting with her cowgirl boots.
That night, she gave her husband the ride of his life. She didn't hold back. As soon as the room to their bedroom closed, she became his Angelina to her Brad and made him her prisoner of love.
And her rating went towards the skies.
Now, she surprises her husband on the regular with tricks that she's picked up from her continued education.
And their sex life has never been better.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
And today's post is a spicy way to jumpstart the week, so I hope you enjoy:
Today's post for the locker is titled "My First Ride," and I'm sure it can be interpreted a number of ways.
The source behind today's secret is someone who has been enlightened to the power she's possessed for some time, but just recently learned how to put to work.
And boy is her husband happy about it.
This woman admittedly has not been one to take control in the bedroom in the past. She's been pretty shy until about a year ago, when she and her husband found themselves having one of those talks couples dread to have with each other.
Scorecards in the Bedroom.
And she learned that her husband didn't rate her as high as she'd hoped he would. But since they were being honest about their feelings, she didn't hold it against him. Rather, she asked him why her score was what she felt was low, and he told her that he felt like he always had to do all the work. He eloborated, to both of their dismay, but they both left the conversation happier about the subject because it was finally out on the table.
But the next time the engaged in the act, it was more awkward than ever. They both seemed to be so wrapped up in what the other had commented on that they couldn't enjoy their union.
Two weeks passed before they find themselves able to take it there again, but during the two weeks, the wife had taken it upon herself to acquire a pornographic education in the art of love making. And what she discovered was that there was a whole lot more that she could be doing behind closed doors. So, after she'd seen more than she had wanted to from others, she put her education to use and practiced what she learned on her husband, starting with her cowgirl boots.
That night, she gave her husband the ride of his life. She didn't hold back. As soon as the room to their bedroom closed, she became his Angelina to her Brad and made him her prisoner of love.
And her rating went towards the skies.
Now, she surprises her husband on the regular with tricks that she's picked up from her continued education.
And their sex life has never been better.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Friday, January 7, 2011
My Son's First Five Finger Discount
TGIF!!!
Happy Friday to Everyone!
I hope everyone's week went well. And let me go ahead and wish everyone a great and safe weekend. And for those along the eastern coast and up north (like myself), I hope the snow doesn't ruin your plans.
Now, for today's secret!
Today's secret for the locker is not all that the title implies. The source does not mean to incriminate her son. She just wanted to share a story that she always gets a kick out of every time she thinks about it. But at the time the story developed, she was doing anything but laughing.
She was out shopping for a gift for a friend's birthday. She'd just finished checking out and was headed for the exit with her five month old son in her arms, but was stopped by the alarm that began ringing as she exited. The security guard stopped her and asked her to check her bags, following what she figured was protocol, but still making her feel humiliated in front of the other customers watching. But then, the source of the upset presented itself.
Her son dropped the lipstick he'd grabbed when she wasn't looking, giving explanation to why her exit made the alarm go off.
And she, the guard, and the spectators watching had a good laugh after realizing just who the shoplifter was.
Next post will be Monday, Jan. 10, 2011.
See you then!!!
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
Happy Friday to Everyone!
I hope everyone's week went well. And let me go ahead and wish everyone a great and safe weekend. And for those along the eastern coast and up north (like myself), I hope the snow doesn't ruin your plans.
Now, for today's secret!
Today's secret for the locker is not all that the title implies. The source does not mean to incriminate her son. She just wanted to share a story that she always gets a kick out of every time she thinks about it. But at the time the story developed, she was doing anything but laughing.
She was out shopping for a gift for a friend's birthday. She'd just finished checking out and was headed for the exit with her five month old son in her arms, but was stopped by the alarm that began ringing as she exited. The security guard stopped her and asked her to check her bags, following what she figured was protocol, but still making her feel humiliated in front of the other customers watching. But then, the source of the upset presented itself.
Her son dropped the lipstick he'd grabbed when she wasn't looking, giving explanation to why her exit made the alarm go off.
And she, the guard, and the spectators watching had a good laugh after realizing just who the shoplifter was.
Next post will be Monday, Jan. 10, 2011.
See you then!!!
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
My First Cut
Today's post takes me back to high school and how much I, and I'm sure a lot of you, preferred not to go to class if I had the choice. And today's source was no different.
Today's post is titled "My First Cut," and is a tribute to any and everyone who has cut class and has a story to tell about it.
This guy was barely a month into his first quarter as a freshman, but felt like he ruled the school. Well, at least the hallways and classrooms he frequented. So, deciding he'd already conquered a sizeable terrain, one day he figured he'd take a break from school and call it an early day.
So, he left.
He'd witnessed enough slip and slides (slipping out classroom and sliding out an exit) to commit one himself. So, he did.
He left.
He left school right before lunch and made a stop to grab something to eat on his way home to enjoy his self-proclaimed half day.
He knew his parents schedules like clockwork and knew that neither one of them would get home from work for a few hours. So, he grabbed some grub and headed home to enjoy his truancy by his lonesome along with his meal. But when he got home, he got the surprise of his young life.
His dad was home, too. But his car was parked inside the garage, so he didn't realize it until he had already walked inside his front door.
But it was too late.
He opened the door to find his father in his living room. Naked. With his assistant. In a more than compromising position.
And the image has never left him.
He hasn't been able to look at his father with a straight face since then.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
Today's post is titled "My First Cut," and is a tribute to any and everyone who has cut class and has a story to tell about it.
This guy was barely a month into his first quarter as a freshman, but felt like he ruled the school. Well, at least the hallways and classrooms he frequented. So, deciding he'd already conquered a sizeable terrain, one day he figured he'd take a break from school and call it an early day.
So, he left.
He'd witnessed enough slip and slides (slipping out classroom and sliding out an exit) to commit one himself. So, he did.
He left.
He left school right before lunch and made a stop to grab something to eat on his way home to enjoy his self-proclaimed half day.
He knew his parents schedules like clockwork and knew that neither one of them would get home from work for a few hours. So, he grabbed some grub and headed home to enjoy his truancy by his lonesome along with his meal. But when he got home, he got the surprise of his young life.
His dad was home, too. But his car was parked inside the garage, so he didn't realize it until he had already walked inside his front door.
But it was too late.
He opened the door to find his father in his living room. Naked. With his assistant. In a more than compromising position.
And the image has never left him.
He hasn't been able to look at his father with a straight face since then.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
My First Flash
Happy Hump Day!!!
Halfway through the week, but only the second post for Sheshena's Secret Locker for the New Year, and already I can tell that this month is going to be good!!!
In case you've missed it, for 2011, there will be themes for the locker each month. And January's theme is "My First..."
So, without further ado...let's get to today's secret, which is entitled "My First Flash."
Anyone who's been to Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras knows that beads or not for sale. If you want to get the type of beads that will make someone stop to take notice, you have to make someone notice you. And the best way to do that is with beaming headlights shining bright. And that's exactly what the source of today's secret found herself doing during the first and only Mardi Gras she enjoyed down in the Vieux Carré.
She was on Bourbon Street with her girlfriends and realized that some guys on one of the balconies was trying hard to get her attention. When she looked up at them, they were dangling some gorgeous beads from the balcony and screaming "show your tits" to her, shirts flapping up along with their words. And then the rest of the crowd on the street began shouting it, too, eyes on her as if she was a prime rib.
But for some reason...she liked it.
She didn't know why, but having everyone's eyes on her hoping to get a flash made her feel strangely empowered.
And...she gave them what they wanted.
She flashed her breasts and got roars and applause from the crowd.
Then, she got her beads.
And although she hasn't been back to New Orleans for Mardi Gras since, she enjoys the memory of how she got her beads more than the beads themselves.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
Halfway through the week, but only the second post for Sheshena's Secret Locker for the New Year, and already I can tell that this month is going to be good!!!
In case you've missed it, for 2011, there will be themes for the locker each month. And January's theme is "My First..."
So, without further ado...let's get to today's secret, which is entitled "My First Flash."
Anyone who's been to Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras knows that beads or not for sale. If you want to get the type of beads that will make someone stop to take notice, you have to make someone notice you. And the best way to do that is with beaming headlights shining bright. And that's exactly what the source of today's secret found herself doing during the first and only Mardi Gras she enjoyed down in the Vieux Carré.
She was on Bourbon Street with her girlfriends and realized that some guys on one of the balconies was trying hard to get her attention. When she looked up at them, they were dangling some gorgeous beads from the balcony and screaming "show your tits" to her, shirts flapping up along with their words. And then the rest of the crowd on the street began shouting it, too, eyes on her as if she was a prime rib.
But for some reason...she liked it.
She didn't know why, but having everyone's eyes on her hoping to get a flash made her feel strangely empowered.
And...she gave them what they wanted.
She flashed her breasts and got roars and applause from the crowd.
Then, she got her beads.
And although she hasn't been back to New Orleans for Mardi Gras since, she enjoys the memory of how she got her beads more than the beads themselves.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
My First...
As promised, today I'll be sharing the first secret to jumpstart 2011's Month of Themes. And as I announced yesterday, January's theme is My First...
So, the "first" I'll be sharing today...is My First Kiss.
I remember it like it was yesterday, but it was many years ago. I was still in school (I won't tell what grade, but let's just say it was young enough for my parents to be made had they found out). My partner in crime was in the same grade as I, and we went to the same school. And our big kiss was witnessed by what felt like our entire grade.
I can't recall how exactly the kiss came about, but it was encouraged by all of our friends. And all of them were surrounding us as we stood in the center of a crowd, both looking at each other as if we didn't know how we wound up in the situation we were in. But neither one of us ones to disappoint, we gave our crowd the show they were waiting for.
Before I knew it, my eyes were closed and our lips were planted on each others. I don't remember how long it lasted, but the memory lasted forever. We both smiled about it and went on our way, mine happened to be home. But what happened when I got home was anything but what I was expecting.
Somehow, someway, my dad found out about my kiss that day.
I didn't know how, because me and my co-conspirator were enclosed in a crowd that blocked out anyone I would've feared about seeing me do what I had no business doing.
But someone saw.
And that someone told my dad.
My dad told my mom.
And they made the repercussions of my first kiss outshine the kiss itself.
I may as well have been an inmate in my household with a number instead of a name, because my parents punished me beyond what I felt a kiss should've been punished for.
But I never forgot about it.
And I never will.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
So, the "first" I'll be sharing today...is My First Kiss.
I remember it like it was yesterday, but it was many years ago. I was still in school (I won't tell what grade, but let's just say it was young enough for my parents to be made had they found out). My partner in crime was in the same grade as I, and we went to the same school. And our big kiss was witnessed by what felt like our entire grade.
I can't recall how exactly the kiss came about, but it was encouraged by all of our friends. And all of them were surrounding us as we stood in the center of a crowd, both looking at each other as if we didn't know how we wound up in the situation we were in. But neither one of us ones to disappoint, we gave our crowd the show they were waiting for.
Before I knew it, my eyes were closed and our lips were planted on each others. I don't remember how long it lasted, but the memory lasted forever. We both smiled about it and went on our way, mine happened to be home. But what happened when I got home was anything but what I was expecting.
Somehow, someway, my dad found out about my kiss that day.
I didn't know how, because me and my co-conspirator were enclosed in a crowd that blocked out anyone I would've feared about seeing me do what I had no business doing.
But someone saw.
And that someone told my dad.
My dad told my mom.
And they made the repercussions of my first kiss outshine the kiss itself.
I may as well have been an inmate in my household with a number instead of a name, because my parents punished me beyond what I felt a kiss should've been punished for.
But I never forgot about it.
And I never will.
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Happy New Year!!!
Happy New Year!!!
2011's here!!! I hope everyone ended 2010 on a positive note and started 2011 off with a drink and a smile, or whatever your pleasure, just as long as you were smiling. And I'd also like to wish everyone the best for 2011 and the years to come.
And Welcome Back to Sheshena's Secret Locker!!!
I must say, I enjoyed my vacation and was glad to take a break from work and all things outside of my favorite past times, but now it's time to get back to work. And to jumpstart the locker with a new feel for a new year, this month I'm introducing themes to Sheshena's Secret Locker. And the theme for the first month is "My First Time."
For January 2011, I'm requesting secrets for the locker about all of your first...you can fill in the blank. It can be a first kiss or a first tisk, whatever the first time may be, just send it in for the month of January for it to be posted to the locker. And to jumpstart the year and the first month's theme, I'll share one of my first with all of you.
But you'll have to wait until tomorrow to see what that first will be.
Check back tomorrow, Jan. 04, 2010 anytime after 7AM to read the first secret for the year. And email Sheshena at secrets@sheshenapledger.net to have your secret posted to the locker.
Until then... ;-D
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
2011's here!!! I hope everyone ended 2010 on a positive note and started 2011 off with a drink and a smile, or whatever your pleasure, just as long as you were smiling. And I'd also like to wish everyone the best for 2011 and the years to come.
And Welcome Back to Sheshena's Secret Locker!!!
I must say, I enjoyed my vacation and was glad to take a break from work and all things outside of my favorite past times, but now it's time to get back to work. And to jumpstart the locker with a new feel for a new year, this month I'm introducing themes to Sheshena's Secret Locker. And the theme for the first month is "My First Time."
For January 2011, I'm requesting secrets for the locker about all of your first...you can fill in the blank. It can be a first kiss or a first tisk, whatever the first time may be, just send it in for the month of January for it to be posted to the locker. And to jumpstart the year and the first month's theme, I'll share one of my first with all of you.
But you'll have to wait until tomorrow to see what that first will be.
Check back tomorrow, Jan. 04, 2010 anytime after 7AM to read the first secret for the year. And email Sheshena at secrets@sheshenapledger.net to have your secret posted to the locker.
Until then... ;-D
To submit your secret for posting, send an email to secrets@sheshenapledger.net. All secrets will be posted anonymously in either the context of a story drafted by Sheshena or to the submitters request.
To learn more about Sheshena Pledger http://www.sheshenapledger.net/.
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