She took the overnight bus and crawled into bed with me at 6am. I brought her to meet my yoga guru, the adorably sweet and enthusiastic 70 year old Ukrainian woman who teaches the most soul soothing Iyengar class. It was sweaty hard work, meditation and handstands while watching each other’s asses in tights. I brought her home, opened the curtains to let the sun in, and tied her up for some torment. Watching her squirm against the restraints, pointing her cute little toes while I teased her with pleasure, such a good memory.
(Elly in restraints from Aslan Leather)

I shared this one on tumblr but never posted the top photo, which in retrospect I like way more. I’ve been enjoying peeking at old photos when the doom scrolling gets monotonous. Finding good memories and little gems has been a pandemic pastime.