food orgy
Ok.
So it all started with a guy named Kristofer. No - It all started with me living in a co-op in Santa Cruz, and going to Berkeley assuming that all co-ops will happily accept other co-op members in their community, hence I just showed up on the doorstep of co-op Lothlorien and asked to stay for the night. Fuck yeah spontaneity!
And I stayed. The first night, towards the end of the day, I walked into the living room (one of many in that huge house) and a guy struck my eye. I was stunned for a moment. Rarely had I seen a guy who was so much my type. He looked a little bit like a hippie-anarchist, wearing free-box clothes that were patched all over, but he still pull off being super sexy and held himself very respectfully. I like confidence and he had a sense of integrity that that really shined through his humor.
So I spent one night at Lothlorien (the name of the co-op, after Elf-land in LOTR), spent the next day hanging out with Kris, and spent another night there (sleeping on the roof under a clear starry sky). Lothlorien is a co-op in Berkeley where about 60 students live, the co-op is clothing-optional, vegetarian, and the most colorful and wonderful place in the world. I didn’t want to leave, but I promised myself that I would be back.
I met Kristofer randomly several times, at a bluegrass festival in San Francisco, at an occupation march, or in a crowded train, always I would run in to him in crowds of thousands (the occupation of the port of Oakland) to millions of people (the festival) and we had wonderful encounters, sometimes short, sometimes longer, and I ended up sleeping in his van twice (yes, ladies and gentlemen, the guy I have a crush on lives in a Volkswagen van…just sayin’), but I was never alone. There were always one to two guys more and I would sleep in the back, squeezed in between them, completely warmed by body heat of too many guys and too much inner turmoil. Everytime I met him I just felt so…happy.
I believe that he liked me-but maybe not in that way. So I sought other pleasures, found myself cuddling with Kristofers best friend for a couple of nights before I realized that I didn’t really need it that much. Anyway, I had pretty much given up on the idea that anything would happen between Kris and me.
But so, last Sunday I went to a conference about radical environmental activism in Berkeley, and -in addition to the fact that it was a great conference- he was there also. This was not completely coincidentally, but oh well. It's easy to know where to go to when you have a crush on a radical.
He invited me to a party happening at Lothlorien, a party called food-orgy. Every Elf (Lothlorien member) is allowed to invite one person, so it was going to be a party with only the coolest people and their closest friends. And me, but I am random.
So that’s where I went. Last Saturday. And it was the most amazing party I have EVER attended.
It’s the party I’ve always wanted to organize but I never got the chance. Or i was afraid that i wouldn't like it.
And I had no idea what to expect. I could imagine something thinking about food-orgy, but I didn’t want to get too excited about something that might turn out to be completely normal. All the cues I had was the name, and some rules: no shoes, and you do not feed yourself; you feed others.
Additional rules turned out to be: no pictures, no cameras, no cops, and everything you do has to be consensual.
I got there early, so I hung out in one of the rooms, painted people’s faces with facepaint, turning them into colorful abstract works, and helped set some things up. I wasn’t allowed to enter a lot of the rooms in the house, but I helped covering the ceiling with leafs and branches and putting plastic on the walls of one of the big rooms downstairs. Hmmmm.
The people were dressed up in the most fabulous ways, with leafs and feathers and glitter everywhere, looking like hippies or robin hood characters, most were half-naked, boys wore skirts (one was just naked), and they all looked absolutely beautiful.
We were sent outside into the garden between the two houses that Loth consists of, and it was raining slightly. So we all huddled up together in a big bunch of half-naked or half-dressed people, and we rubbed against each other -and the people in the middle (me) were really warm.
A drumcircle was set up, and in the darkness and coldness of the evening, two girls in awesome bathing suits did hula-hoop with burning hula-hoops. A guy did fire-poi, surrounded by a ring of fire. And meanwhile, the drums were playing, and we were allowed to enter the other house, one by one.
A guy, a very androgynous guy, was standing in front of the doorway, leafs in his hair, looking like an elf. He gave me a small white flower from a basket, as a token for the night. I put it on my hat. He held open a curtain, and behind the curtain was a very small dark space you had to crawl through, alone.
The space was filled with cushions and it was a very long, soft, utterly dark, curvy tunnel.
I reached the end of the tunnel, and this what I saw:
A huge room, with a big fireplace with crackling fire, a round altar in the middle of the room, covered in leafs and candlelights, and people, lots and lots of beautiful people, dressed up in their own beautiful ways, dancing to the sound of drums like the world was ending.
I joined them, and I danced, and the music was hypnotizing, and the air was hot, and we danced for quite some while till we were asked to sit down.
We sat down, the entire room filled with sweaty people, in big circles around the altar. We started making noises; ritual noises, moving, swaying slowly, making different noises, humming, whispering, chattering, screaming. We all screamed with the full capacity of our lungs and then we were silent again. And we started over, eyes closed, getting into a trance of voices and whispers, ending in screams.
A girl stood up. She was sparsely dressed and looked like a warrior. Another girl stood up, dressed the same. They both had long hair, one blond, the other black, and they slowly started walking around the altar. They read passages from a book about some goddess I don’t remember. What I do remember was ‘tonight is the night that you will be able to let go of one of your inhibitions. Take a moment to imagine one of your inhibitions that you want to destroy’. I will not tell you what I imagined, but I can tell you that it was fully destroyed last Saturday night.
We were all given a raspberry. We were not allowed to eat it. An other girl stood up. She explained that this raspberry represented all the food that we would be eating that night. And that we had to get close to the raspberry, appreciate it’s existence, and cherish it. We could lick it (she gave the example) or take very tiny bites. Tease yourself. It was a wonderful raspberry, very very tasty indeed.
It moved on. They explained us the rules, and showed us what consent meant. Which basically meant that people from the crowd would get up, walk towards each other, ask for consent either verbally or through eyecontact, and started making out. And people would join, boys or girls, as long as it was practiced consensually, they explained, anything you want can happen here.
This is where I realized that this might actually be a real orgy.
We were all asked to walk around the candlelit room in complete silence, and greet the people around us. I received and gave away a lot of hugs, one guy lifted me up in the air and cracked my back, which was fun. I didn’t see Kristofer around though, which was kind of sad. But I knew some other people at Loth, and there were a lot of nice people there, so I felt fine about it.
This part of the ceremony was over, and the party began. We went to the other house, where there was food put in all the corners of the house, delicious foods, from sushi to homemade marzipan to chocolate mousse to interesting alcoholic beverages. And we were not allowed to eat any of it ourselves, unless someone fed us. So people would ask whether you wanted to be fed, and they put the food or poured the drinks into your mouth. It involved a lot of finger licking, and spoon-sharing, and generally-getting drinks poured into your mouth turns into one big fun mess.
The room that I had helped decorating was filled with people, dancing and eating and going crazy to good music. Bras were discarded, people were dancing with each other, boys with boys, girls with boys, girls with girls, regardless. And when consensual, the people would start making out. I finally did see Kristofer, making out with a girl in the corner of the room. I was a bit taken aback by it, but decided to accept it.
Not realizing that this was a food-orgy. And everything is possible during food-orgies.
I walked into another room, and there were mattresses on the floor, and curtains all over the ceiling, and people were lying on the mattress, making out, half naked or entirely naked, and there was a massage train.
I wasn’t quite sure what to do so I just sat on the mattresses for a moment. One guy whose face I had painted earlier was cuddling with a girl, and a naked girl said ‘come join the cuddle puddle’. So I did, and the guy whose face I had painted (called Sean) opened his arms up for me to join. And we cuddled, the three of us. And we chatted. And we kissed. We rotated kisses, and joined in on kisses, and we cuddled and ran our fingers through each other’s hair for the longest time, it was very pleasurable.
I went back to the dance floor after some while, invigorated from all the kisses and head-scratches and cuddles, and there I met another Sean, one that I knew from hanging out with him one night at Occupy Oakland, surrounded by riot police, having heaps of fun. He was one of the guys that had slept in Kris’s van when I was there also, and he also came over to Santa Cruz once together with Kris, visiting Zami (my co-op) and I went hot-tubbing with the both of them before. So I knew this guy, and I thought he was really nice and attractive (a good musician too). And this was the kind of night in which you should let no unnecessary inhibitions stop you. So we danced. He was a great dancer, a fun one, and after a couple of songs we started making out. After a couple more songs we moved the make out session to the cuddle pile in the adjacent room. And after a while there we moved to one room upstairs, the room with the ‘giant bed’, 5 beds next to each other, full of people kissing. So we joined.
After a while a guy ran into the room with the giant bed, and he screamed: ‘ it’s starting! Time to go downstairs!’
So we did. Sean already knew what was about to happen and he took off his clothes. Downstairs, I found the dancefloor not just covered in dancing people, but covered in naked dancing people, who were covered in chocolate.
I believe it’s been a long time since I had seen so many naked people. I believe I’ve never seen so many naked people covered in chocolate.
So I took off my hat, stripped off my clothes and underwear, and joined.
As soon as I walked into the crowd, someone grabbed a handful of warm chocolate sauce, and covered me in it. People were dancing with each other, against each other, in groups or in pairs. I danced with Sean for a while and we made out violently on the dance floor, covered in chocolate, licking, dancing, going wild. People joined, and I moved to another guy, Asian looking, very attractive. I forgot his name. I think I kissed a lot more people than I can even remember that night. I danced with him for a while, made out with him, covered him in chocolate. It was the most fun way of dancing, not serious at all, naked, kissy, and wonderful. At a certain point I noticed that Kris was next to me, dancing in a group with 3 other girls, cuddling, kissing, laughing. Slowly we moved towards each other, touching each other’s arms and backs, while in the meanwhile I was still kissing with the Asian guy.
Eventually we broke (or I broke it), and I joined Kris’s group. I finally got to kiss him, something I’ve wanted since I first met him, now covered in chocolate, and it was wonderful, playful, and delicious in many ways. Sean joined, and I kissed Sean, Kris, they kissed each other, they kissed me (it’s very pleasurable to be kissed by two people at the same time, and so much fun! All you have to do is just not take yourself too seriously). And this, in rotation, with different people -male or female-but always with Kris, went on for a long time, new chocolate being poured over us, kissing people (I can’t believe how many biters there were at Loth, they were all pretty violent lip-biters, but I guess it’s hard not to get too enthusiastic when everybody is naked and you’re covered in chocolate).
Eventually I met Sean again and I broke with Kris, because I really wanted to get the chocolate off. So we went outside, where it was super cold, and there was a huge shower set up in the garden, and about ten naked people were standing underneath it, cuddling for warmth. The water was hot, and wonderful, and after the shower Sean and I went to the sauna. Yes, Lothlorien has a sauna. And a pretty big one, too.
We sat in a corner of the sauna, which fit easily 15 people, and started-or continued- kissing. All around us in the darkness there were noises of other people making out, and it was always funny when a new group of people would enter the sauna or a group would leave, and the light from outside would shine into the blackness of the room.
After a while, Kris joined. He didn’t know that I was there, and I continued to make out with Sean (who, like Kris, was also a lip-biter. Pleasant, but painful. At some point in the early morning my lip started bleeding because people had bitten it too much). At a certain point I made a comment of some sort and Kris realized I was there, and he joined our kissing session. Sean left, and we continued. Everybody in the sauna left, and we continued.
It was getting too warm, so we went back outside, I decided to take a shower again and afterwards I went to the other house, to the room where the ritual was held before. Now, in that room, a fire was crackling, the floor was covered with pillows and naked people, dressed people, lying next to each other, over each other, on each other, sleeping, kissing, or talking. I put on my beanie so that at least I felt a little bit dressed, and I went to the fireplace and sat down to talk with someone I knew. Someone was playing harp, and it was so peaceful. I joined the big pile of naked people in front of the fire place, and after a while Kristofer joined us also, and we just lay there, warmed by the fireplace, on top of each other, naked people on my legs, on my feet, doing their funny naked things. In the hallway leading to the spiral stairs, emerald green pieces of cloth were hung down, and people started doing circus tricks on them, you know, the ones where you wrap your legs and body in the cloth and climb up really slowly and elegantly, and then you let yourself fall down a couple of turns, the you climb up again. It was a very nice thing to watch, guided by the sound of a harp playing.
I lay down on the cushions, and Kristofer lay next to me. We cuddled for a while, and then we started kissing again. First gently, then violently, in a room full of people. We kissed and cuddled and touched like that for the longest time, and eventually we decided to move to someplace else. Every room was full, so I wrapped myself in a scarf and we went to his van, where we had the most wonderful sex I’ve had in quite a while. It was exactly the kind of combination of biting and nail-scratching and dominance and gentleness that I felt like having that night.
The next day, we woke up at 4. In the afternoon. 4! I had no clothes, so I put on one of Kris’s big woolen sweaters, and we walked back inside. I found my clothes back (which was quite a search), had some breakfast, found Sean and went up to the roof with him and a couple of people, with a guitar, and a sunset that was astounding. The sky was purple and the golden gate bridge was golden in the light of the setting sun. It was so autumny.
I stayed at Lotlorien until late that evening, in the big living room with the fire place, where people were all very post-foodorgy satisfied and the fire was burning. I cuddled up with Kris on the couch like cats can do that so well, and we cuddled and slept, and it was so comfortable.
At the end of the day, which had been a very short one, I went home.
It had been a very wonderful first food-orgy indeed.
So it all started with a guy named Kristofer. No - It all started with me living in a co-op in Santa Cruz, and going to Berkeley assuming that all co-ops will happily accept other co-op members in their community, hence I just showed up on the doorstep of co-op Lothlorien and asked to stay for the night. Fuck yeah spontaneity!
And I stayed. The first night, towards the end of the day, I walked into the living room (one of many in that huge house) and a guy struck my eye. I was stunned for a moment. Rarely had I seen a guy who was so much my type. He looked a little bit like a hippie-anarchist, wearing free-box clothes that were patched all over, but he still pull off being super sexy and held himself very respectfully. I like confidence and he had a sense of integrity that that really shined through his humor.
So I spent one night at Lothlorien (the name of the co-op, after Elf-land in LOTR), spent the next day hanging out with Kris, and spent another night there (sleeping on the roof under a clear starry sky). Lothlorien is a co-op in Berkeley where about 60 students live, the co-op is clothing-optional, vegetarian, and the most colorful and wonderful place in the world. I didn’t want to leave, but I promised myself that I would be back.
I met Kristofer randomly several times, at a bluegrass festival in San Francisco, at an occupation march, or in a crowded train, always I would run in to him in crowds of thousands (the occupation of the port of Oakland) to millions of people (the festival) and we had wonderful encounters, sometimes short, sometimes longer, and I ended up sleeping in his van twice (yes, ladies and gentlemen, the guy I have a crush on lives in a Volkswagen van…just sayin’), but I was never alone. There were always one to two guys more and I would sleep in the back, squeezed in between them, completely warmed by body heat of too many guys and too much inner turmoil. Everytime I met him I just felt so…happy.
I believe that he liked me-but maybe not in that way. So I sought other pleasures, found myself cuddling with Kristofers best friend for a couple of nights before I realized that I didn’t really need it that much. Anyway, I had pretty much given up on the idea that anything would happen between Kris and me.
But so, last Sunday I went to a conference about radical environmental activism in Berkeley, and -in addition to the fact that it was a great conference- he was there also. This was not completely coincidentally, but oh well. It's easy to know where to go to when you have a crush on a radical.
He invited me to a party happening at Lothlorien, a party called food-orgy. Every Elf (Lothlorien member) is allowed to invite one person, so it was going to be a party with only the coolest people and their closest friends. And me, but I am random.
So that’s where I went. Last Saturday. And it was the most amazing party I have EVER attended.
It’s the party I’ve always wanted to organize but I never got the chance. Or i was afraid that i wouldn't like it.
And I had no idea what to expect. I could imagine something thinking about food-orgy, but I didn’t want to get too excited about something that might turn out to be completely normal. All the cues I had was the name, and some rules: no shoes, and you do not feed yourself; you feed others.
Additional rules turned out to be: no pictures, no cameras, no cops, and everything you do has to be consensual.
I got there early, so I hung out in one of the rooms, painted people’s faces with facepaint, turning them into colorful abstract works, and helped set some things up. I wasn’t allowed to enter a lot of the rooms in the house, but I helped covering the ceiling with leafs and branches and putting plastic on the walls of one of the big rooms downstairs. Hmmmm.
The people were dressed up in the most fabulous ways, with leafs and feathers and glitter everywhere, looking like hippies or robin hood characters, most were half-naked, boys wore skirts (one was just naked), and they all looked absolutely beautiful.
We were sent outside into the garden between the two houses that Loth consists of, and it was raining slightly. So we all huddled up together in a big bunch of half-naked or half-dressed people, and we rubbed against each other -and the people in the middle (me) were really warm.
A drumcircle was set up, and in the darkness and coldness of the evening, two girls in awesome bathing suits did hula-hoop with burning hula-hoops. A guy did fire-poi, surrounded by a ring of fire. And meanwhile, the drums were playing, and we were allowed to enter the other house, one by one.
A guy, a very androgynous guy, was standing in front of the doorway, leafs in his hair, looking like an elf. He gave me a small white flower from a basket, as a token for the night. I put it on my hat. He held open a curtain, and behind the curtain was a very small dark space you had to crawl through, alone.
The space was filled with cushions and it was a very long, soft, utterly dark, curvy tunnel.
I reached the end of the tunnel, and this what I saw:
A huge room, with a big fireplace with crackling fire, a round altar in the middle of the room, covered in leafs and candlelights, and people, lots and lots of beautiful people, dressed up in their own beautiful ways, dancing to the sound of drums like the world was ending.
I joined them, and I danced, and the music was hypnotizing, and the air was hot, and we danced for quite some while till we were asked to sit down.
We sat down, the entire room filled with sweaty people, in big circles around the altar. We started making noises; ritual noises, moving, swaying slowly, making different noises, humming, whispering, chattering, screaming. We all screamed with the full capacity of our lungs and then we were silent again. And we started over, eyes closed, getting into a trance of voices and whispers, ending in screams.
A girl stood up. She was sparsely dressed and looked like a warrior. Another girl stood up, dressed the same. They both had long hair, one blond, the other black, and they slowly started walking around the altar. They read passages from a book about some goddess I don’t remember. What I do remember was ‘tonight is the night that you will be able to let go of one of your inhibitions. Take a moment to imagine one of your inhibitions that you want to destroy’. I will not tell you what I imagined, but I can tell you that it was fully destroyed last Saturday night.
We were all given a raspberry. We were not allowed to eat it. An other girl stood up. She explained that this raspberry represented all the food that we would be eating that night. And that we had to get close to the raspberry, appreciate it’s existence, and cherish it. We could lick it (she gave the example) or take very tiny bites. Tease yourself. It was a wonderful raspberry, very very tasty indeed.
It moved on. They explained us the rules, and showed us what consent meant. Which basically meant that people from the crowd would get up, walk towards each other, ask for consent either verbally or through eyecontact, and started making out. And people would join, boys or girls, as long as it was practiced consensually, they explained, anything you want can happen here.
This is where I realized that this might actually be a real orgy.
We were all asked to walk around the candlelit room in complete silence, and greet the people around us. I received and gave away a lot of hugs, one guy lifted me up in the air and cracked my back, which was fun. I didn’t see Kristofer around though, which was kind of sad. But I knew some other people at Loth, and there were a lot of nice people there, so I felt fine about it.
This part of the ceremony was over, and the party began. We went to the other house, where there was food put in all the corners of the house, delicious foods, from sushi to homemade marzipan to chocolate mousse to interesting alcoholic beverages. And we were not allowed to eat any of it ourselves, unless someone fed us. So people would ask whether you wanted to be fed, and they put the food or poured the drinks into your mouth. It involved a lot of finger licking, and spoon-sharing, and generally-getting drinks poured into your mouth turns into one big fun mess.
The room that I had helped decorating was filled with people, dancing and eating and going crazy to good music. Bras were discarded, people were dancing with each other, boys with boys, girls with boys, girls with girls, regardless. And when consensual, the people would start making out. I finally did see Kristofer, making out with a girl in the corner of the room. I was a bit taken aback by it, but decided to accept it.
Not realizing that this was a food-orgy. And everything is possible during food-orgies.
I walked into another room, and there were mattresses on the floor, and curtains all over the ceiling, and people were lying on the mattress, making out, half naked or entirely naked, and there was a massage train.
I wasn’t quite sure what to do so I just sat on the mattresses for a moment. One guy whose face I had painted earlier was cuddling with a girl, and a naked girl said ‘come join the cuddle puddle’. So I did, and the guy whose face I had painted (called Sean) opened his arms up for me to join. And we cuddled, the three of us. And we chatted. And we kissed. We rotated kisses, and joined in on kisses, and we cuddled and ran our fingers through each other’s hair for the longest time, it was very pleasurable.
I went back to the dance floor after some while, invigorated from all the kisses and head-scratches and cuddles, and there I met another Sean, one that I knew from hanging out with him one night at Occupy Oakland, surrounded by riot police, having heaps of fun. He was one of the guys that had slept in Kris’s van when I was there also, and he also came over to Santa Cruz once together with Kris, visiting Zami (my co-op) and I went hot-tubbing with the both of them before. So I knew this guy, and I thought he was really nice and attractive (a good musician too). And this was the kind of night in which you should let no unnecessary inhibitions stop you. So we danced. He was a great dancer, a fun one, and after a couple of songs we started making out. After a couple more songs we moved the make out session to the cuddle pile in the adjacent room. And after a while there we moved to one room upstairs, the room with the ‘giant bed’, 5 beds next to each other, full of people kissing. So we joined.
After a while a guy ran into the room with the giant bed, and he screamed: ‘ it’s starting! Time to go downstairs!’
So we did. Sean already knew what was about to happen and he took off his clothes. Downstairs, I found the dancefloor not just covered in dancing people, but covered in naked dancing people, who were covered in chocolate.
I believe it’s been a long time since I had seen so many naked people. I believe I’ve never seen so many naked people covered in chocolate.
So I took off my hat, stripped off my clothes and underwear, and joined.
As soon as I walked into the crowd, someone grabbed a handful of warm chocolate sauce, and covered me in it. People were dancing with each other, against each other, in groups or in pairs. I danced with Sean for a while and we made out violently on the dance floor, covered in chocolate, licking, dancing, going wild. People joined, and I moved to another guy, Asian looking, very attractive. I forgot his name. I think I kissed a lot more people than I can even remember that night. I danced with him for a while, made out with him, covered him in chocolate. It was the most fun way of dancing, not serious at all, naked, kissy, and wonderful. At a certain point I noticed that Kris was next to me, dancing in a group with 3 other girls, cuddling, kissing, laughing. Slowly we moved towards each other, touching each other’s arms and backs, while in the meanwhile I was still kissing with the Asian guy.
Eventually we broke (or I broke it), and I joined Kris’s group. I finally got to kiss him, something I’ve wanted since I first met him, now covered in chocolate, and it was wonderful, playful, and delicious in many ways. Sean joined, and I kissed Sean, Kris, they kissed each other, they kissed me (it’s very pleasurable to be kissed by two people at the same time, and so much fun! All you have to do is just not take yourself too seriously). And this, in rotation, with different people -male or female-but always with Kris, went on for a long time, new chocolate being poured over us, kissing people (I can’t believe how many biters there were at Loth, they were all pretty violent lip-biters, but I guess it’s hard not to get too enthusiastic when everybody is naked and you’re covered in chocolate).
Eventually I met Sean again and I broke with Kris, because I really wanted to get the chocolate off. So we went outside, where it was super cold, and there was a huge shower set up in the garden, and about ten naked people were standing underneath it, cuddling for warmth. The water was hot, and wonderful, and after the shower Sean and I went to the sauna. Yes, Lothlorien has a sauna. And a pretty big one, too.
We sat in a corner of the sauna, which fit easily 15 people, and started-or continued- kissing. All around us in the darkness there were noises of other people making out, and it was always funny when a new group of people would enter the sauna or a group would leave, and the light from outside would shine into the blackness of the room.
After a while, Kris joined. He didn’t know that I was there, and I continued to make out with Sean (who, like Kris, was also a lip-biter. Pleasant, but painful. At some point in the early morning my lip started bleeding because people had bitten it too much). At a certain point I made a comment of some sort and Kris realized I was there, and he joined our kissing session. Sean left, and we continued. Everybody in the sauna left, and we continued.
It was getting too warm, so we went back outside, I decided to take a shower again and afterwards I went to the other house, to the room where the ritual was held before. Now, in that room, a fire was crackling, the floor was covered with pillows and naked people, dressed people, lying next to each other, over each other, on each other, sleeping, kissing, or talking. I put on my beanie so that at least I felt a little bit dressed, and I went to the fireplace and sat down to talk with someone I knew. Someone was playing harp, and it was so peaceful. I joined the big pile of naked people in front of the fire place, and after a while Kristofer joined us also, and we just lay there, warmed by the fireplace, on top of each other, naked people on my legs, on my feet, doing their funny naked things. In the hallway leading to the spiral stairs, emerald green pieces of cloth were hung down, and people started doing circus tricks on them, you know, the ones where you wrap your legs and body in the cloth and climb up really slowly and elegantly, and then you let yourself fall down a couple of turns, the you climb up again. It was a very nice thing to watch, guided by the sound of a harp playing.
I lay down on the cushions, and Kristofer lay next to me. We cuddled for a while, and then we started kissing again. First gently, then violently, in a room full of people. We kissed and cuddled and touched like that for the longest time, and eventually we decided to move to someplace else. Every room was full, so I wrapped myself in a scarf and we went to his van, where we had the most wonderful sex I’ve had in quite a while. It was exactly the kind of combination of biting and nail-scratching and dominance and gentleness that I felt like having that night.
The next day, we woke up at 4. In the afternoon. 4! I had no clothes, so I put on one of Kris’s big woolen sweaters, and we walked back inside. I found my clothes back (which was quite a search), had some breakfast, found Sean and went up to the roof with him and a couple of people, with a guitar, and a sunset that was astounding. The sky was purple and the golden gate bridge was golden in the light of the setting sun. It was so autumny.
I stayed at Lotlorien until late that evening, in the big living room with the fire place, where people were all very post-foodorgy satisfied and the fire was burning. I cuddled up with Kris on the couch like cats can do that so well, and we cuddled and slept, and it was so comfortable.
At the end of the day, which had been a very short one, I went home.
It had been a very wonderful first food-orgy indeed.