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  <title>The Real Me</title>
  <subtitle>sheri un*Leashed*</subtitle>
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    <title>death...</title>
    <published>2005-10-23T05:32:31Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-23T05:32:31Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Just after posting that entry, I went to call my Master again.  Someone answered...it wasn't Rhett...it was His father.  He informed my loving, gentle, kind, caring Master was...dead.  He died of a heart attack.  I am lost without Him....  I am lost</content>
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    <title>Worried...</title>
    <published>2005-10-23T03:52:14Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-23T03:53:08Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, what have I been up to...  I have been worried to DEATH about my Master.  It all started Thursday morning for me.  He called me after getting back from church.  He had this really dry cough.  He told me had to go get something for it before bed.  The next morning He wakes up and tells me that He's calling off work because He coughed so bad that He felt like He pulled a muscle in His chest.  Then He got sick!  Ugh, as if that's not enough to worry me.  It has been officially:  2 days, 6 hours, 26 minutes, and 54 seconds. Since I have heard something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have called His home phone, leaving several messages.  I left messages on the talkers, which He hasn't been back to.  I have left text and voice messages to His mobile.  I have also called 5 different hospitals and an ambulance service to see if He was taken to the hospital.  None of which has a record of Him being taken anywhere.  To their credit, everyone was very good about helping and checking.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, at whits end, I called the cops.  They are going to do a friendly check to see that He is ok.  It's been over an hour now, and I haven't heard anything.  I hope that I gave them the number ok.  I hope I hear something soon.  I hope He answers the door!  God, I just want to know if He's ok!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How am I feeling....  I'm feeling...lost...upset...sad...worried.  So many thoughts are going through my head.  Some selfish...some just rationalizing what it could be...some just trying to figure out what the hell is going on or what to do....  I do know that when I do see Him, I will greet Him with a flow of emotion.  I have been crying on and off for over a day now.  I will first see if He's ok.  I will see where He's been.  If He's been in the hospital, I will not give Him a hard time.  If He's been in and out of bed for bathroom and food, I will!  I will be so upset if He didn't regard my feelings by not letting me know He's ok.  Who would want someone to fall off the earth for over 2 fucking days and not tell someone they love.  I've got so many emotions, anger, upset, and worry going through me, I feel like crawling in bed and hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't help that I'm also sick.  I have a bit of a cold that has made me congested and lack of appetite.  There are all kinds of blah things going on in me.  It's really bringing me down lower and lower.  Anyway...that's all I feel like saying....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>New pics</title>
    <published>2005-10-20T20:18:42Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-20T20:18:42Z</updated>
    <content type="html">I have been doing as I was told to do, and keeping up my walks.  I went out the last two times with my camera.  I have included a few of the pics on my flickr account:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heavenlyone/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/heavenlyone/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to get rid of a headache, so I will talk to you guys later.  That's all for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ~&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sheri</content>
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    <id>urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:secretsheri:3693</id>
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    <title>In a better state of mind...</title>
    <published>2005-10-18T11:25:46Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-18T11:25:46Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday was...a bad day.  I'm feeling better.  I must say I am sorry that I didn't think about why I was so upset.  Most was due to lack rest.  I have not had a straight eight hour sleep since the day we were stuck in London after we missed our train.  I slept most of the next day, I believe.  Still, even then it wasn't a straight sleep.  It was staying up for a few hours then going back to bed.  That is why Master and Kat both came up with those rules for me.  The lack of sleep has greatly added to my stress levels, a change in attitude and even making me more emotionally withdrawn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest regret is how I treated Master.  He loves me so much and I know that.  I need to remember NOT to strike out at those that love and care about me the most when I get like that.  I only do that when I'm truly wore down past what I should be.  We had a good talk about things and we're fine.  We're always fine, because we communicate how we feel.  I did wait to do this, because my head was jumbled and I so wanted to please Him, yet I was so upset at the same time.  I have no luck at saying what I want when I have that many mixed emotions going on in my head. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will do as I'm told, and get some rest more often.  I am going to follow and go for some walks.  I'm looking into doing some volunteering outside of Krankit, as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to bed kind of early last night, but I woke two hours to horrible nightmare.  I dreamed that I was getting mugged at knife point.  It startled me awake.  I went on line to find Master in the chat we go to, but it was buggering about.  Luckily, we know how to get to their other chat that is still there and working.  He comforted me like the loving, tender man He is.  It helped me sleep so well after that.  I didn't wake until Chris got home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I've got loads to do though!  I have to go for a 30 minute walk, since I missed my 15 minute one yesterday.  I was instructed to take a camera, too.  That way I can get some pictures.  I'm quite looking forward to it, actually.  I also have to give my aunt some paper work, so I have to wait around for that first.  Then I'm also doing laundry, dishes, sweep, mop, toilets (ewwww) and who knows what else.  So, a busy Sheri today.  Plus, I do need a nice nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough of a rant from me for now.  You guys have a wonderful day.  I may write later with pictures to add from my walk.  That is if there are any good ones to take.  See you soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>stupid...</title>
    <published>2005-10-17T13:31:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-17T13:32:04Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that's me...completely and utterly stupid.  I was in a good mood all day.  I did six hours on Krankit, but while I was doing that, I was teasing Master while at work.  Towards the end of my shift, He had come home and then went to get dinner.  Fair enough.  I was logged into DL with Him, as well as, IRC for Krankit while He was idle.  I thought I would surprise Him by starting a huge tease for Him, getting all dressed up in His favorite colors for a nightie and such.  I had all of this scene set up, then He disappeared from DL where I had done this.  I waited for a few minutes for Him to come back.  When about five to ten minutes went by, I went to call Him.  Only to find He was watching TV.  It wouldn't have been so bad if He told me, but I was expecting Him back quicker because He said He was going to get dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I tried to not let on at how disappointed or upset I was.  Then I felt complete stupid for being so selfish to expect Him to tell me every detail of His going on's.  Not to mention that I'm a demanding little bitch for wanting to steal all of His time for myself.  I'm surprised I haven't scared Him away.  I worry I'm too clingy.  I try to give Him space, I really do.  It's just...my need for Him is so great at times.  When I found out that He was watching TV it felt like He was much less interested in getting back to see me.  Sending my mind into all kinds of stupid thoughts.  I know He loves me.  I'm just so insecure, my mind goes in all directions, most towards the worst and least likely answers.  Like, that He doesn't love me as much as I love Him or that He doesn't find me as attractive either.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showed Him what He missed when He came back. He said sorry, yet my mood had shifted so fast.  I was pouting and upset to the point that I was telling Him He was fine, but not telling Him everything I was thinking.  Which effected our time together, until turned and went a bit...teasing Domme on Him.  I knew what to do to get myself in trouble.  And I did it.  I spanked Him with a paddle and poured hot wax over His nipples and chest.  Such a bad girl, I am.  Oh did I mention I had Him cuffed to the bed?  When I let Him go, He grabbed me and used me exactly how I wanted to be used...it was beautiful.  Yet at the end, he puts a pouting face when He says He has to go.  I know He doesn't want to fully, but neither do I fully want Him to.  I'm not selfish enough to notice the time of night it is for Him.  I'm not selfish enough to demand Him to stay up later just to play, when we were both satisfied and happy.  I'm stupid for letting that get to me.  I feel like a complete idiot.  He deserves so much better than me and my attitude.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is why they developed my rules though.  I know one rule I need to follow right now, and that's to get some rest.  I am tired.  I'm going to go rest.  Hopefully, I will get this sorted in my head and smack myself around to come to my senses.  For now, take care and I hope everyone else's Monday is going better than mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri&lt;br /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Writing Assignment #2 - From Kat</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T20:42:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T20:42:34Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dream Team UK - www.krankit.com</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Assignment:  I'm to write about everything I remember about my first teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first teacher's name was Miss Greenleaf.  I knew her before I actually started school, because she lived in my neighborhood, as well as, having two brothers and a sister that also had her as their teacher.  She was a rather thin lady, with short, dark, curly hair.  She was about 5 foot 5 inches, but always wore heels with dress slacks and silk shirts.  She was always sophisticatedly dressed.  She wore soft, scented perfume.  She was quite pleasant, but she had really long nails that my sister came up against.  I remember she pecked her on the head with her nails and she still talks about it now.  I don't think she ever forgave her.  *hehe*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did quite well, but there were only four girls in the entire class.  One lived right below me.  I only went to a very, very small school.  This was before you were required to go to Kindergarten.  It was a very small school I went to.  The school name was Kitsonville Elementary School.  I loved that school.&lt;br /&gt;I was actually the only 1st grader to actually be allowed to sing in the school choir.  I always enjoyed music and that was part of the musical influence in my life.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think one of the biggest memories that sticks out is a show and tell we had.  I took my favorite doll.  I was kind of like a ragged anne doll, but it had brown hair and she was so pretty.  One of the boys pulled her hair and it came off during recess.  Then there were the boys.  There was Dwayne Flannigan.  He use to call me "Sheri Mickle Ate A Sour Pickle".  Then there was Matthew Gaye.  He was so cute.  I had the biggest crush on him.  I remember the first day he cried.  He did that the next two or three years, too.  *giggles*  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite thing was Halloween!  We got to dress up and walk through the other schools.  Which meant "road trip!"  I dressed as a princess.  It had this pink, plastic dress and a mask that you put over your face.  To this day, Halloween is my favorite holiday.  Then there was the stage performances.  I had such stage fright that I...how embarrassing...peed on the stage.  I was that scared.  I had a line in the Christmas performance.  I first stopped short and said my line, but I forgot to go to the mic, so I had to do it twice.  I'm still not over my stage fright.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mostly, my 1st grade teacher was lovely, but she had a temper.  She still lives in the same place as before.  I see her from time to time and she's just as pleasant for the most part.  This is what I remember of my first teacher and class.</content>
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    <title>Writing Assignment - From Kat</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T19:35:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T19:35:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Dream Team UK - www.krankit.com</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hello everyone!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one may be added to if I add more people to my journal.  There is a reason I have kept the numbers small.  It's not to offend anyone.  It's just that, I don't always feel I can completely open up to everyone.  Also, I am approving everyone added through someone else.  I go to this person and ask if I may add this person or not.  So, if someone that knows me as my other ID happens to find this journal, just know that it's not a personal insult or that I don't trust you.  This journal is mostly the people that don't cause me to stress out, I feel I can say anything and they won't get upset at me, plus they are the only ones approved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat has asked me to do a writing assignment.  There will be more to follow.  These are ways that she wants me to open up, as well as, to find a new method of expression.  So, her first assignment is to say how I feel about everyone in my journal.  I'm to say how I feel and why you're all in here.  So, here we go.  I will do a LJ cut.  So, enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Rhett, has become one of the most important people in my life.  He has become someone I can tell anything to and I know I can trust Him.  I know that He loves me as deep as I love Him.  Master and I have been together for one year November 1st!  I am absolutely chuffed about that!  We're planning on having a re-collaring ceremony on Crystal Palace.  I will let everyone know as soon as I get the information on times and such.  Rhett and I talk on the phone from time to time, which He has the yummiest voice.  He has taught me so much as a submissive.  I've come to truly love being a submissive through His guidance.  He is my loving Master, guide, teacher, and trusted friend.  Until I became His, I carried so much guilt and confusion, also I believed I would never be a good submissive.  He and I have had our problems, but with good communication, we worked them out and have become only stronger and more loving.  We're suppose to get to see each other face-to-face next year sometime!  I am sooooooooo looking forward to that! I love Him very, very much.  I'm His baby and love kitten.  Every time He calls me that, I can't help a dreamy look of love and pleasure that takes over me.  Thank You for making me Yours, Master.  I will always cherish Your collar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat is my best friend.  She is a true best friend, because I know her word is gold.  I know I can trust her, just as she can trust me.  Not to forget how sexy, intelligent, kind, and gentle she is.  I love her so much, I would do anything for her.  I have never, ever in my entire live had a best friend that I have felt I could trust as much as I can her.  Even as much as I am looking forward to moving back to the US, it will be hard to have her in the UK, me in the US.  Distance will NOT separate our love.  She is my best friend always and she will remain that over the miles.  She is a mentor, a friend, and best of all, a loving sister to me.  I cherish her, because she is warm, loving, and generous.  Yet, she knows how to put me back on the straight and narrow when I need it most.  She calls me her angel.  Which always brings a bright smile to my lips.  Thank you for your constant support and love, sis! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin and I have a good laugh, but he is always there when I need advice, a listening ear, or even a cuddle to make me feel better.  He is someone that is one of my closest friends.  Dare I say, one of my best friends, really.  He has done so much for me, and I try to be a good friend in return.  He's such a good man.  I love his honest and sincere point of views and opinions.  He is a true, loving friend.  I count him as a true blessing.  Thank you for everything, Sir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady Kyoko is someone that I used to watch from the distance.  I admired her for being such a loving, strong, yet tender Lady.  Then the day came, that I begun to get to know her from talking to her.  She's a great listener and advice giver.  I truly only wish she would open up to me more.  In some ways, she does, but I remind myself that sometimes, even she doesn't know what brings her down, really.  In this way, I feel we're similar, because I find this happening to me.  I just hope to keep getting to know her, for she truly is a beautiful lady in all ways possible.  Thank you, M'Lady for allowing me to become your friend and for all you do for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name="cutid5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanya is so adorable!  She and I have a great time together.  She and her Master, Christian, have always been so good to me.  I first met them when we met up at Kinkfest in December of 2004.  She was SO cute!  She had her long strawberry, blond hair braided into long plaits.  I remember her mittens and hair kept getting stuck on the velcro my coat.  Our friendship has bloomed into a very, very close sisterly relationship.  I adore her so much.  She calls me princess and I just love the way she makes me feel special.  Thank you for being my adorable, devine sis.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One person not listed on my lj is my husband Chris.  I definitely can't forget him.  For he is one of the most gentle spirits I have ever met.  He is so good to me.  He is kind, gentle, loving, and a complete nut.  He's got a good sense of humor, but don't tell him I said that!  He may get cheekier!  *giggles*  On a serious note, he has been so supportive of me learning about my submissive side and is always willing to explore some of this lifestyle with me.  He wants to try to find his Dom side, but I fear he'll force it just to please me.  As I grow in my learning, I'm starting to wonder if people were right when they say you're either Dom, or you're not.  I don't think he is, but he's very willing to experiment and let me explore freely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are just a few reasons I love you all.  I consider myself very, very lucky to be in the company of such wonderful, loving friends.  Collectively, I just want to say thank you for always being there for me and helping me to remain strong, happy, and truly blessed.  Thank you so much everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sincere and devoted love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri</content>
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    <title>A day late on posting...</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T17:41:57Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T17:41:57Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DJ Lightning - www.krankit.com</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Saturday was such a lovely day for both my husband and myself.  I got up early and got ready to go out to meet my friend Adam (Oxide) and his wife, Cate.  I didn't really sleep that well during the night, because I had cried myself to sleep.  I have been homesick and several other reasons, which I will post in two posts.  For now, I feel like talking about the positive.  The day was filled with positives.  I got to see Master, even if it was just for a little while before I left to meet them.  I met up to get a ride to Greenwich with them.  His wife is taking a class on how to make corsets.  Which I find that to be so cool.  I liked her immediately.  She offered her hand and smiled so warmly.  She is absolutely lovely.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she went off to her class, we went to get a bite to eat.  We grabbed a croissant and OJ.  Then we sat down by the Cutty Sark and just chatted.  Then we did a bit of sight seeing.  Next time, I definitely have to take a camera.  There were so many photo opportunities.  Anyone that has been around me when I have a camera, knows I'm a photo whore.  I take pictures left and right.  Ah, I love digital cams!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, next we went around to the markets.  That was great just browsing and chatting with Adam.  It's really nice just to get out of the house, but to make a new friend, that's so wonderful.  Adam and I sat in a cafe drinking a coke each, waiting to meet up with my husband.  Then the three of us went to pick up Cate.  From there, we went to have a lovely pub lunch.  It was a fantastic day.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they dropped us off by the Film Works Cinema, Chris and I went to see Pride &amp; Prejudice.  OMG!  I so loved it!  Yes, it's mostly a chick flick.  There were like two guys in the place  *giggles*  Chris said it wasn't his type of film, but it was well acted and not that bad.  It is my type exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, generally, it was a BIG, FUN day out and about.  Good friends, food, and film!  Woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I had a fantastic talk to Master.  We talked for like, two hours I believe!  And then I got pounced!  *mrowls!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri</content>
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    <title>secretsheri @ 2005-10-16T17:48:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-16T16:48:34Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-16T17:03:25Z</updated>
    <lj:music>DJ Lightning - www.krankit.com</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;Well, I have been quite upset lately.&amp;nbsp; I've had so many things that have been upsetting me lately.&amp;nbsp; Most things are getting to me because I haven't been getting enough sleep.&amp;nbsp; Because of that fact, I've been feeling bad physically and mentally.&amp;nbsp; I've been depressed, crying, and snippy.&amp;nbsp; Which are definitely not my usual characteristics.&amp;nbsp; Noticing these things, two people I love very much came together to make up new rules for me.&amp;nbsp; I do want to thank them so much for caring about me enough to do this for me.&amp;nbsp; That thanks goes to&amp;nbsp;Master and Kat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;I have to say, I really love that I have these rules now.&amp;nbsp; It gives me some structure.&amp;nbsp; It also gives me a push so I will not fall into this habit again.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I love my new rules, especially number 11!&amp;nbsp; I did a cut on these to make things shorter.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;1) No more than 3 hours of Krankit in any 24.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;One 6 hour shift allowed per 7 days. NO DJING AFTER 2AM UK TIME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;2) Research all charity shops that you can volunteer with in your local area.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Compose a letter, submit it to Rhett and Kat for checking with your list of establishments.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;After OK, send letters to shops.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Also think about visiting nursing homes to read to and talk to old people, they often dont have visitors and get lonely.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You could make a big difference to someones day with this rule.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Deadline: BY 5TH NOV 2005&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;3) NO LESS THAN 6 HOURS OF SLEEP PER NIGHT FOR ANY REASON&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;4) One 15 minute walk per day.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Get some fresh air.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;We don't care if its raining - take an umbrella&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;5) NO IRC Bondage chat.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;At all.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Ever.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;For any reason.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;6) If there is Drama on a talker and people try to include you, you log off right away - DO NOT GET INVOLVED.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Go and make a cup of tea and watch TV till its blown over.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;7) You will write in your LJ daily.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Kat to provide ad-hoc LJ assignments with agreed deadlines&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;8) No physical contact with people you dont want it back from. (includes tickling, and hugs hello)&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You can greet by waving or smiling which is equally friendly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;9) You will spend no more than 1 hour online on a saturday.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;If you get bored, look into a hobby.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Sewing, writing (in a proper paper journal) or letters to loved ones.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;But you should spend as much time with Chris as possible on BOTH weekend days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;10) You are welcome to discuss any rules with Rhett or Kat without fear of reprisal.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;Obviously, these are flexible to fit your day to day life, especially if you start volunteering at a charity shop.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;NON NEGOTIABLE RULES ARE: Rule 1, 2, 3, 4 (unless you feel unwell), 6, 8, 9.&lt;span style="mso-spacerun: yes"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;You could easily do rule 4 if you started at a Charity shop or nursing home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; FONT-FAMILY: Arial"&gt;11) Remember, you are loved. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;Love ~&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-pagination: none; mso-layout-grid-align: none"&gt;Sheri&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <title>secretsheri @ 2005-10-12T23:16:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-12T22:54:56Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-12T22:54:56Z</updated>
    <content type="html">*grumbles*  headache...*grumble*  Master made me feel a lot better, making me forget about it for a little while, but now it's getting worse again.  I may just have to lay down and completely call off at krankit.  I switched with someone, but now, I'm thinking it's just best to go get some rest.  I feel like shit.  My head is throbbing again.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough grumbing for now, I'm going to go lay down and call off my show.  Well, one more *grumbles*  Yes, that was a needed one.  Rest is called for now.  take care all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri</content>
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    <title>secretsheri @ 2005-10-10T18:57:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T17:58:55Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T17:58:55Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Here is a place where I have posted some pictures.  Please feel free to check them out, but there will be much more coming very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/heavenlyone/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/heavenlyone/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri</content>
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    <title>A Day of Mixed Feelings</title>
    <published>2005-10-10T17:44:23Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-10T17:44:23Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Today has been a day of such...mixed feelings and emotions.  I had to get up at 4:30 am for a six hour marathon on www.krankit.com.  I should have known the day was going to be bad. I woke an hour before my alarm.  I went in to see if Master was on Crystal Palace or Demonic Lair, but nope He was still in bed.  He had called off for the day (it was daytime in Australia) because He was so sick.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, got up after the alarm went off, which I pushed forward 10 extra sleepy minutes.  I went on air, but twice during my show, my entire computer froze up, which is annoying because the reboots and waiting for scan disc.  I told my husband about them and he bit my head off at the time.  I let it go, though.  Then I got into a fight with someone on Crystal Palace.  He's on ignore now, so that drama is over, thanks to Kat.  Then the Krankit server went down, which I tried for over an hour to get back on with no luck.  Then I blue screened on my computer.  Then my husband yelled at me twice after he got woke by the phone and then heard my music which he said was too loud.  It was actually just that song.  By this time, I was crying any upset, because I'm emotional right now anyway, because of the "monthly monster" coming to visit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pouting around and Master was trying to cheer me up so hard.  How guilty did I ever feel when He got sick and I was being such a brat.  I was so mad at myself.  I ended up talking to Him on the phone after He went to get cleaned up and such.  I went for a shower, then called Him.  A friend had talked me into making both our Monday's better.  Chris woke up and I told him I was going.  Then I went off to get ready.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good time.  It was relaxing.  He and I met up just down from the train station and I got a big hug.  From there, we went to pick up his car to go to the pub.  It wasn't far, but he wanted to move it from where he had parked it that morning, to where his bosses spot is in front of where they work.  His boss is gone all week.  We had a nice pub lunch.  He had a tuna baguette, I had a bacon and cheese one, both of us had diet pepsi.  It was good food, chat, and laughs.  It was lovely and just what I needed to bring my day back in line and a smile to my face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's really all for now.  I'm home again and well pondering sleep soon.  For now, take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri</content>
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    <title>secretsheri @ 2005-10-09T13:36:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T12:37:15Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T12:37:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;center&gt;&lt;table border="1" width="450"&gt;&amp;lt;td align="center"&amp;gt;&lt;font size="+3"&gt;You will be famous for taking over a small country&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;img src="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/result_images/small_island.php?name=Sheri"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;You always see opportunities to get what you want no matter what the cost.  You are cut-throat and a capitalist at heart.  Let’s hope the country is a tropical paradise and not Iceland.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=42"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;lt;/td&amp;gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>secretsheri @ 2005-10-09T10:31:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-09T10:33:58Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-09T10:33:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>www.krankit.com - DJ jH</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="cutid1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I woke today in a total panic.&amp;nbsp; I woke to my husband crawling in bed, and I looked at the clock to see it was 8 am.&amp;nbsp; I was suppose to DJ at 5 am, so I had overslept.&amp;nbsp; Only to find out that he did it on purpose.&amp;nbsp; He covered my show, so I could get some rest.&amp;nbsp; He is so sweet.&amp;nbsp; I'm lucky to have him.&amp;nbsp; I really hope I can always make him happy.&amp;nbsp; We do a great deal of things back and forth.&amp;nbsp; I had done the same for him earlier that morning, because he didn't have a ride home from work.&amp;nbsp; Since he didn't, he had to wait until 6 am for someone, instead of his regular 3 am.&amp;nbsp; Our marriage is definitely one of giving.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I ask him all the time if what I'm doing to train with my Master is ok.&amp;nbsp; He tells me it is.&amp;nbsp; I'm confident in the way we&amp;nbsp;communicate, so I believe we'll have a long, loving marriage.&amp;nbsp; He even knows how much I truly love my Master.&amp;nbsp; Anyone that couldn't fall for Rhett is a complete idiot.&amp;nbsp; I have grown to know Him so well.&amp;nbsp; I can feel His love for me, as much as, He can surely feel mine.&amp;nbsp; It's something we can't hide either, most people see it.&amp;nbsp; I don't know what I did right, but to have to sexy, loving men to love me, I better be a really good girl. *giggles*&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;However, this leads me to being quite the jealous type.&amp;nbsp; I hate that about me.&amp;nbsp; I trust them with everything in me.&amp;nbsp; It's just that I've been messed around by men before.&amp;nbsp; I have a history for letting men use me.&amp;nbsp; I hate that that still effects two of the most important men in my life.&amp;nbsp; It's unfair to them, because they share me without jealousy.&amp;nbsp; I wish I could find a way to stamp out that jealousy.&amp;nbsp; Though, I feel it less with my husband, than with my Master.&amp;nbsp; I know how some of these sluts are on the talkers I go to.&amp;nbsp; They have their way of worming their way around and into playing with Dom's they want.&amp;nbsp; So, it's not them I don't trust, it's the women that don't respect them being taken.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Though, this also leads me to feeling guilty, because my Master is a single man.&amp;nbsp; I always feel like I'm holding Him back.&amp;nbsp; I want Him to find the love that He deserves.&amp;nbsp; He's such a great man.&amp;nbsp; He deserves the love of a great woman.&amp;nbsp; He reassures me that I am what makes Him happy.&amp;nbsp; That He isn't fully ready for anything more.&amp;nbsp; So, I'm bringing the happiness and fulfillment to His life.&amp;nbsp; That makes me feels special.&amp;nbsp; He truly does love me.&amp;nbsp; He's so good to me.&amp;nbsp; I will never have another Dom after Him, unless it's my husband.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;I've had two others.&amp;nbsp; The first was&amp;nbsp;a trainer.&amp;nbsp; He was ok.&amp;nbsp; He was strict, but he also played around a great deal.&amp;nbsp; That's something I truly don't like.&amp;nbsp; Call me selfish, call me a bitch, but I want to be the center of attention.&amp;nbsp; I grow more that way.&amp;nbsp; I had so much guilt when I was with him.&amp;nbsp; I went back and forth between him and another guy.&amp;nbsp; The first time I went to the second guy, he was my trainer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; The second time I went back, he would only take me if I accepted a full collaring.&amp;nbsp; At that time, it wasn't sure it was something I wanted.&amp;nbsp; I hadn't planned on taking any collars.&amp;nbsp; I had planned on learning what I could without being fully collar.&amp;nbsp; I jumped back and forth between those two guys.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;While I was collared by the second guy.&amp;nbsp; I became so unhappy.&amp;nbsp; He had told me that I could always come to him if I felt uncomfortable or if my feeling of guilt returned.&amp;nbsp; Well, I did that and he just treated me like an outsider and offered no comfort.&amp;nbsp; So, I went seeking a friends advice.&amp;nbsp; He told me to play around, because obviously I wasn't getting what I needed from this Dom.&amp;nbsp; So, I did.&amp;nbsp; I had been flirting very heavily with Rhett (RenHoek).&amp;nbsp; And as soon as I was told that, I stopped resisting Rhett's heavy, sexy flirts and we played.&amp;nbsp; Oh boy, did we mmmm..it was so good.&amp;nbsp; I knew that was the kind of man I wanted.&amp;nbsp; It took us playing three times before I got up the nerve to actually say it to Him, that I wished it was His collar I was wearing.&amp;nbsp; He said He would love that.&amp;nbsp; I told Him I would need to do something about the one I was wearing, but by the next day, I couldn't...I just took it.&amp;nbsp; I wanted that man.&amp;nbsp; There was no denying it. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;That was the start of a new Sheri.&amp;nbsp; A happy Sheri.&amp;nbsp; A Sheri that was beginning to truly see what this lifestyle can do for you.&amp;nbsp; It's not all sexual.&amp;nbsp; It's not all about the toys.&amp;nbsp; It's about finding out what you need.&amp;nbsp; It's finding a hidden you.&amp;nbsp; One that we tend to ignore.&amp;nbsp; I have opened up in all ways.&amp;nbsp; I even began writing since I started in this lifestyle.&amp;nbsp; I really need to sit down and write more.&amp;nbsp; I have so much going through my head at the best of times, yet I never write them down, so it's all lost.&amp;nbsp; Some of the bad stuff weighs me down at times.&amp;nbsp; I think the biggest thing that has changed with me is that I have learned to communicate and my want to explore and grow has exploded.&amp;nbsp; I truly am a full submissive.&amp;nbsp; There's nothing Dominant about&amp;nbsp; me.&amp;nbsp; I love being a submissive.&amp;nbsp; And I will only ever fully submit to Chris and Rhett.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I think I've bored you all enough for one thought process.&amp;nbsp; Besides, my sis is over there and I don't get much time with her.&amp;nbsp; So, I'm off from here for now.&amp;nbsp; Love you all!&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Love ~&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sheri&lt;/p&gt;
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    <title>secretsheri @ 2005-10-08T23:35:00</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T22:45:29Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T22:45:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">What a day!  It was a good one really.  I started off the morning covering for my husband's show.  My new friend oxide (Adam) wanted to meet up, so that our SO could meet, as well.  That didn't quite work out this weekend.  It was quite short notice, anyway.  Chris didn't get in from work until 6:30 am, so he had a bit of a lay in during the afternoon.  Which gave me extra time with Master.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went with our housemate to watch Wallace &amp; Gromit.  Totally fantastic movie!  You have GOT to watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got home, Chris and I took showers.  Then mmmmmm...yeah, let's just say yeahhhh...we had to take another shower after that.  Now, I'm just waiting on Master.  I may be writing a bit later.  I have to go get a bit of a lay down before my show and Master shows up, so an hour goes fast.  ttyl!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love ~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheri</content>
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    <title>I love Halloween!</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T22:30:00Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T22:34:41Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Borrowed (or was that stole?) from &lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_lady_kyoko' lj:user='lady_kyoko' style='white-space: nowrap; text-decoration: line-through;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://lady-kyoko.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://lady-kyoko.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;lady_kyoko&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp; :)&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;th&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.corknut.org/toys/trickortreat/"&gt;My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px dotted"&gt;secretsheri goes trick-or-treating, dressed up as angel.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: orange 1px solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/devlin0906/"&gt;devlin0906&lt;/a&gt; gives you 7 light blue coconut-flavoured gummy worms.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: orange 1px solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/lady_kyoko/"&gt;lady_kyoko&lt;/a&gt; gives you 19 milky white cherry-flavoured gumdrops.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: orange 1px solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/renhoek71/"&gt;renhoek71&lt;/a&gt; gives you 8 dark green mint-flavoured gummy bats.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: orange 1px solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/trinakat111/"&gt;trinakat111&lt;/a&gt; gives you 5 red-orange strawberry-flavoured pieces of taffy.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: orange 1px solid"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/whiteboar/"&gt;whiteboar&lt;/a&gt; tricks you! You get a wet rag.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td style="BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px dotted"&gt;secretsheri ends up with 39 pieces of candy, and a wet rag.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: xx-small; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Another fun meme brought to you by &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/users/rfreebern/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rfreebern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>A Brand New Start</title>
    <published>2005-10-08T13:48:01Z</published>
    <updated>2005-10-08T22:02:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Hello my friends, &lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;If you have been invited here, this means I want you to know the real me. Not the me that I try to hide from most. Not the one that is afraid to speak her mind.  Not the one that tries to please everything. This is the real Sheri. If I have added you, please, I do ask that you don't share my new journal with anyone. This is my most private side that I have chose only a few special people to see.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Many times, I felt like in my old journal, celest1152, that I couldn't be myself.  I was hiding that I am a submissive,that I enjoy being in the lifestyle, and that there was a brand new me developing.  I am happily married, but I also have a Master. I have two fantastic men that make me very happy. Both are equally sexy, kind, gentle, loving, and spoil me like crazy!&lt;p&gt; 

So, this is me! Like me, hate me, I don't care. This is me!  For now, this is all. I will write more later tonight. Take care all!&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class='ljuser ljuser-name_sheri' lj:user='sheri' style='white-space: nowrap;'&gt;&lt;a href='http://sheri.livejournal.com/profile'&gt;&lt;img src='http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif' alt='[info]' width='17' height='17' style='vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href='http://sheri.livejournal.com/'&gt;&lt;b&gt;sheri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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