Wine making wet

I was watching the movie "Sideways" today, and heard a vignette that moved Me. Like coaxing slaves to their full potential...
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Miles (trying to explain to Maya why he is so into Pinot Noir wine): "It's a hard grape to grow. As you know. Right? It's, uh, it's thin-skinned, temperamental, ripens early. It's, you know, it's not a survivor like Cabernet, which can just grow anywhere and thrive even when it's neglected. No, Pinot needs constant care and attention. You know? And, in fact, it can only grow in these really specific, little tucked-away corners of the world. And only the most patient and nurturing of growers can do it, really. Only somebody who really takes the time to understand Pinot's potential can then coax it into its fullest expression."

Shaving the edge

Mistress has been soaking in all the Conan O'Brien she can get of late. He's back My babies, and keeping it cool.

He turned a corner for Me when two things happened:
1 – NBC jerked him around and dumped him, creating an underdog antihero.
2 – He grew a beard.

What can I say. I've got a thing for tightly trimmed beards. And, perhaps, disempowered submissive men who need a bit of guidance. *smirks, looking at you…

One of My regulars called last night, extremely intoxicated, and ready to talk about the thing he shares with no one. Only the anonymous, on the end of a pay phone. Sliding blades over his scalp, and shaving off what's left of his head hair, turns him on to the rush of orgasm. We've even webcammed the debacle before, shaving patterns and trails through his head fuzz. He moaned while on edge, while I drew him in, sliding My words into his mind…

You're next.