Who Is Peggy Peggy Pepper Wilkinson

In a nutshell, I am a story teller.

It is my belief that a good story can lead us into more of ourselves---allowing us to be the fly on the wall in someone else's life----peeking in to see what's rough and raw or smooth and mellow, in comparison.

It is my hope that the stories and observations shared from my own every day SCREAMS of CONSCIOUSNESS will provide a spark----igniting something new in you----or confirming a belief or feeling you all ready cherish. Its about re-affirming what's true..for you.

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Screams of Consciousness

Movie Sex or Home Sex?

July 26th, 2010

We get bombarded with all kinds of ideas about the way life should be.  Flawless 20 year old girls appear in ads for women my age, as if using just the right cream will unpack the wrinkly, brown bags under my eyes.  Or guys with six pack abs manage  to look that way after drinking a six pack with their buddies, surrounded by beautiful, boob-a-licious  girls.

These perpetual doses of unreality can make me just plain cranky sometimes.  That’s why THE BLACK BRA story did me a world of good—sent by a friend—I decided to share it with you.

THE BLACK BRA

I had lunch with two of my unmarried friends. One is engaged, one is a mistress, and then, there’s me…married for over twenty years.

We were chatting about our relationships and decided to amaze the men in our lives by greeting them at the door wearing only a black bra, stiletto heels and a mask over our eyes.  We agreed to meet in a few days to exchange notes…

Here’s how it all went:

My engaged friend

When my fiance came over and found me wearing a black leather bustier, tall stilettos and a black, lace mask, he said, “You are THE woman of my dreams.  I love you and will love you forever and ever!”  Then we made passionate love all night long.

The ‘girlfriend’ friend

Me too!  The other night I met my lover at his office, wearing a raincoat…under it, only the bra, a lace thong, stilettos, mask over my eyes.  When I opened the raincoat, he was speechless and began trembling with desire.  We had wild sex right then and there.

Then I shared my story:

When my husband came home I was wearing the black bra, black stockings, stilettos and a mask over my eyes.  When he came in the door, he took one long look and said…..

What’s for dinner Zorro?

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