Firenze Light My Fire!

Dear Jesus Lover,

The Lord has landed in this Tuscan heaven. Firenze, the city that has it all. The birthplace of the Renaissance, feuding families, fashion and art!

River Arno or giant sewer?

Pampering! Children luxury is not a sin!

The Lord checked in to his charming accommodation. Italian toiletries and overindulgent buffet breakfasts daily are mandatory.

Once a city filled with cobblestone streets smeared with human excrement, Florence has come a long way. The Messiah looks forward to spending some time in this now beautiful city and checking out David’s anatomy. If Firenze itself cannot light his fire, David specifically will!

Rock On,

Wheeze & SQueak

 

 

 

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Checked In.

Dear Jesus Lover,

upon reaching the train station, The Lord decided that he has had enough of rubbing shoulders with the common folk and took a taxi to his accommodation.

He chose a place close to work. The Milan cathedral is the forth largest cathedral in the world and he foresees repeat visits may in in order.

Living La Vida Moda!

“This robe is much better than the rags I have on, its even in my colour.”

Bidets are essential. Washing is policy. Not negotiable!

Just a humble breakfast tray.  Who said gluttony was a sin?

Today Jesus will be recovering from his jet lag and will be hitting the streets of Milano tomorrow, in the meantime he will be practicing his much needed SFA and enjoying an apertivito at the bar.

Rock On,

Wheeze & SQueak

A Night In At The Westin

Dear Jesus Lover,

The Lord awoke to ringing. He didn’t quite understand, was it from all the boozing the night before….Oh wait, what is this? The phone was ringing. It was an old friend from his travels!

She was in town, unlike his previous shenanigans, she preferred to have a low-key catch-up instead and discuss His recent adventures. He headed off to Sydney’s Westin for some luxury. Sometimes the common quarters can be abit of a bore.

He tested out the king-sized bed, yep passed

“Will I get a stiff……back?”

Some room service on the company! “$50 for a t-bone, oh well…I’ll take it, I love a good piece of meat.”

Time to get clean… it’s policy!

 Dont forget to soak and scrub in-between the toes, even the camel one.

Fluffy miniature towels – check! Look at my shiny crown!

Blessing the already valueable valuables

Post-prandial!

No night is complete with a little mommy-child role play, read me My Story!

Infantilism* at play.

Happy ending?

Don’t you love it when old friends visit? Maybe it’s time for The Messiah to visit some of his old friends.

Rock On,

Wheeze & SQueak

* Infantilism:  characterized by the seemingly uncontrollable desire to wear diapers, due to reasons other than medical necessity, and/or be treated as an infant or toddler. Within the community of such diaper wearers, one who engages only in the erotic or sexual aspect of diaper wearing without experiencing any accompanying regression fantasies is known as a diaper lover (or DL). An adult who only engages in the infantilistic play aspect is known as an adult baby (or AB). An adult who may experience both of these things is referred to as an AB/DL.

For further academic development in this area please consult the genius that is Wikipedia at: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paraphilic_infantilism

**Sarong Party Girl: describes a local, solely Asian woman (e.g., a Chinese or Malay girl) who usually dresses and behaves in a provocative manner, and who exclusively dates and prefers white men.

Further academic development in this area is available at: http://www.streetdirectory.com/travel_guide/singapore/expat_guide/543/sarong_party_girl.php