Some of you have tried to subscribe to the email feed on the new site and you found that you couldn't. That problem has been fixed, so please make the move with us and subscribe to the feed over there.
I still need to recreate the back pages and add the blog roll and a sew other things, but all the back posts have been migrated. My email is the same as it has always been, so you can send your ideas and suggestions, like always.
Don't worry. This site will remain here for a few months.
Come on over to the new place and sign up for the RSS feed.
I've been saying this all year and people have treated me quite badly for it, but today I am close to vindication! This decade, the even numbered years are owned by my San Francisco Giants.
They won the National League Championship Series tonight and will be heading to the World Series to play the Kansas City Royals.
The World Series. For the third time in five years. Can you say "dynasty?"
I have a good friend who is a Royals fan, and it's pretty exciting for both of us that our teams will be playing each other in the World Series. I don't think either of us thought it would ever happen, but here we are. It's just awesome.
Okay, now that I got that out of my system.......
Don't forget! The PWK migration off Blogger is coming. It will happen this weekend on either Saturday or Sunday, so be prepared.
If you go there now, you'll see an empty WordPress theme, but over the next few days, it will start to take shape and then on either Saturday or Sunday I'll attempt the migration. By then, http://shackledkat.com should also point to the new site.
Yes, we're really doing this. Our new home is going to be fantastic!
Now, Prowlers, I have a question for YOU. Since we are at a new beginning, we can make this place into whatever we want it to be. Do you have any ideas? What would you like to see more of? What do you like best about PWK that you want to make sure we continue? Is there anything we should let go of?
Hey, Prowlers! It has been a very busy week. As I mentioned before, PWK is moving to a self-hosted site. Not that Blogger hasn't been wonderful, but Google's restrictions are becoming a bit constricting, and not in a good way.
The migration will happen in about a week or so, but don't worry! You'll be able to find us easily. The new URL is http://shackledkat.com. That's the same URL we have now, just without the "blogspot"in the middle. Http://prowlingwithkat.com will also point to the new site.
My hope is that we'll maintain as much of our content as possible so your favorite archives should be safe. Once we move, PWK will continue to be what it has always been - a place to share my naughty prowling exploits and a place where we can meet and comment and share without judgement.
Other than the URL, the only thing that will change (besides the site design, of course) will be that I'll be able to sell some writings and products if I choose, something that has become forbidden on Blogger. Frankly, I don't have any big plans for that at this time, but it could happen.
Kat Confessions is not intended to replace PWK. It will be much more of a commercial site and it targets a much wider audience than our family of prowlers. I hope that you would subscribe to it as well as PWK and help me get it off the ground. I'd be grateful.
If any of you would like to submit a post for publication on Kat Confessions, just let me know or, heck, just send it to me. The theme is sex. I think most of you can remember that. ;-)
And the final bit of news for today.....
Do you remember my musing about phone sex in my last post? Well, I did it! And....I have Hubby's blessing. I think he might be regretting giving his blessing right about now, but it's too late. Hehe. So, you can find my NiteFlirt profile here. You should know I've got an extra special LOW per minute rate posted until this Saturday. After that, it goes back up to the "You should be grateful you get to chat with Kat" level. 1-800-863-5478, Ext. 1054-5353.
After today, there will be no more mention of that information until after the migration. We want to leave quietly, not because Google chased us out.
Wow. PWK is growing up! In just a week, off come the water wings and we start swimming out in the ocean. I can't wait!
Some very interesting things have been happening at home, Prowlers. Unfortunately, I can't share them all with you because, well, I just can't, but I will share the biggest one.
I'll just jump in and say it. I'll be starting a phone sex site soon - with Hubby's blessing!
I know! You are shocked, aren't you? Here's what happened....
Hubby has been bitching at me a lot lately to bring in more money. At the same time, he's doing things that make it nearly impossible for me to do so. Part of the reason we're in this position is because I quit doing the kind of work that brought in obscene amounts of money because I decided to only do work that I actually like. The stress of the other was killing me, almost literally. It's his opinion that I made the change that cut my income (which is the income that supports us, by the way) so I should do something to fix it.
I thought and I thought. I made a list of things I would like to do that could bring in some additional money, in addition to the freelance writing I currently do. Phone sex was on the top of that list.
I'm good at it. I enjoy it. And there is potential to make some decent money, particularly if you open your own business, rather than work for someone else.
I took the idea to Hubby and he was initially angry. Then I told him I was serious and I asked him to think about it. A few days later we discussed it again. He said one of his concerns was that I would use it as a way to meet men.
I said, "Do you really think I have trouble finding men?" He agreed that was a very silly argument.
Then we started talking particulars - formats, services, costs, earning potential, how we could work out schedules at home (child care, etc.) Of course, I had done my research. He asked a few questions I couldn't answer, so I agreed to do some more research and he was going to think about it some more. When we came back together again, I had his answers, and I assured him that I wouldn't do it behind his back. We both needed to be 100% on board with it or I wouldn't do it. I also told him that if he nixed it, I'd like him to do some research about how we can bring in more cash. Then, he agreed.
So, KatCalls Phone Sex and Text Chat Service should be up an running in a week or so, maybe a bit longer. I'll have phone, SMS, text chat and email services, but unfortunately, no cam. Cam services will still be reserved for my very closest friends, and always free.
As you know, though, I can't advertise through PWK because Google has a policy that no Blogger sites can make money off anything related to sex. The truth is that even though Blogger allows Adult (over 18) sites, it doesn't like us and the day may be coming when you'll all see that sad little "504 - Page Not Found" message when you type in the URL. So, I'll be making the shift to self-hosting within a month or so. Don't worry, you'll have plenty of notice.
In the meantime, if you would like me to email you information about KatCalls (or whatever I may re-mane it) when it is up and running, please send me an email through my profile here, and I'll send you the information and some free minutes. If you are a phone sex operator and you have some advice for me, please send an email, too. I'll take all the help I can get!
Someone asked me yesterday if PWK will continue being free? Of course! Will there ever be a scenario in which I may add a paid, Members Only area? Maybe, but that is not in the works now and I'll be busy enough with KatCalls for quite a while.
PWK is a special little corner of the universe. For many, it's the only place they can come to be reassured that there is not something wrong with them for needing more than they can get in their marriage. Others use it as a place where they can live the fantasy here and stay faithful at home. I met my best friend here, not to mention many other really wonderful people.
Change is a-comin'! But it's a good change. I promise.
T and I only managed to find about 45 minutes to meet yesterday. You'd think it would be easier to make time to meet, but sometimes it just doesn't work out that way.
I was hoping to connect with him around noon after a meeting and spend the afternoon together. Unfortunately, the time he had available after he finished up a job in the morning evaporated when he learned he had another job to get to in the afternoon.
Sure I was disappointed, but I wanted to see him anyway, so we decided to meet for a few minutes. I drove into a parking lot shared by a Carl's Jr and a grocery store in the town next to mine. It didn't take long to find his car where he was sitting and reading the paper, shaded by a big tree.
I pulled up next to him and parked. We both got out of our vehicles and walked to greet each other.
He smiled and said, "A van, huh?"
I was a little confused. All I was thinking about was kissing him, but he was one step ahead of me. I had driven the family van that day, instead of my teeny tiny Civic because I had to pick up a colleague at the airport earlier in the day.
"Yes," I answered. "I have the van today." Then I took his face in my hands and kissed him. Yes, right there out in the open in front of all the shoppers and lunch-goers. T slid his arms around me and kissed me again, deeper and more passionately.
After about 30 second of kissing, we decided to get in the van. We sat in the front seat first and got back to kissing. In between kisses, we chatted a bit and I caught myself staring at him and smiling. He had a couple of days worth of stubble (which I love!) and his hair was a bit mussed. He was a man who had been working, and from my perspective, there aren't many things hotter than that. Sure, I like a man in uniform or a tux, but I'll take one who looked exactly like T did yesterday afternoon over the others any day.
And it doesn't hurt that my heart melts when he smiles a me, something that still catches me off-guard after all this time.
After a couple of minutes, T suggested that we move to the back seat. We each got out and opened the sliding door on our respective sides. Then we put down the middle row of seats and climbed into the back. I noticed a man in a white truck parked in the row behind us. He was watching. I blushed a little because I knew what we were doing would be pretty obvious to anyone who was watching. I pointed him out to T who dismissed it by noting that the windows were tinted so he shouldn't be able to see.
The side windows are definitely tinted and didn't worry me at all, but the back window - not so much. Actually, I couldn't remember how much the back window was tinted and I couldn't tell from the inside. We sat down on the back seat and I looked back. There was White Truck, staring at me.
I started to get even more nervous, but then T wrapped his arms around me and started to kiss me and I didn't give a damn about White Truck anymore.
We made out like kids for a while, in the middle of the day in the back of Hubby's van. Did I mention that? The van is the vehicle that Hubby drives every day, but yesterday it was our hotel room.
I was lost in his kisses when I felt him reaching into my pants and sliding his hand down between my legs. He rubbed my clit slowly while I rocked my hips and moaned into his mouth. I came quickly the first time. He slid a couple of fingers inside me and I bucked against his hand as I let the orgasm play out.
As is T's style, he didn't stop once I had come, but he kept going, changing things up a little but grabbing some of the remaining energy from my first orgasm to start the journey to orgasm #2. I don't even try to resist anymore. I know he's going to make me keep coming until he's ready to stop. My job is to go with it, so I did. The second one was much more intense. As I started to let go, I put my head back and T kissed and sucked on my neck. I screamed and opened my eyes briefly, just enough to see White Truck staring right at us. It seemed like he could see, but maybe not. I didn't really care.
After orgasm #2 I was whimpering and wiggling a little, trying to escape some of the intensity I was feeling as T's fingers continued to work their magic. In no time at all, though, as usual, I was coming again, this time looking directly into his eyes. He smiled, and my heart melted right along with the rest of me.
I know he can keep that going for a long, long time because I've experienced that with him before, but were short on time so he stopped after he'd given me three. I snuggled against him purring, and he kissed me deeply. It felt like nap time to me.
But there was more to do. I asked him if I could have a taste. He agreed, but he looked around nervously as he unfastened his pants, talking about the tinted windows again. I glanced back and saw White Truck, as focused as ever.
T scooted over to the end of the seat and I knelt/squatted/sat between the second and third row of seats so I could easily access his gift for me. There was no time to play and tease, so I got down to business. I took him into my mouth slowly, sucking off some precum and increasing the speed and tightness over the next minute or so. I felt his hand on my shoulder and he pulled on my hair a little bit, but not much. He came soon, but it didn't seem very intense. I figured he was just uncomfortable being in public like that.
We talked and kissed a little while more. Then I asked, "Can I have some more?" I looked down at his cock and then back at his face.
What's a guy supposed to say in that situation? T said, "Sure," giving me access again, Then he added, "I know you know how to raise the dead." And I did.
I knew he was more into it the second time because he grabbed my hair tightly and pumped my head up and down exactly as he wanted. I could hear him breathing harder and moaning, and then he pushed and held me down on him and groaned wildly when he came.
As his cum was spurting into my mouth, I thought, That's my T. :-) If I could have smiled at that moment, I would have, but I couldn't do anything except swallow and wait. It was delightful.
I sat next to him again and we kissed for a few minutes more before realizing that he really had to go. We stayed longer than we had planned as it was.
As we climbed out of the van I saw White Truck still in the same place and he was still watching. Great, I thought sarcastically. An audience that won't leave.
We put the van back in the condition it was in before we played. We double and triple checked to be sure that T had everything he came with, like his keys and his sunglasses. Nothing could be left behind because Hubby would be driving that vehicle within an hour and he notices things.
Before he got back into his car, T gave me a hug and another nice, deep kiss. He got into the car and I saw White Truck get out of his car. I scurried to get into the van, and then I noticed that he was just getting something from the back of the truck before getting back in the driver's seat and driving away. Apparently, there was nothing left for him to see.
As I headed home, I drove with the windows down for a few minutes to make sure the van smelled as fresh as it did when I left the house in the morning.