One Night Stand
ooc: and now...a not so brief word from my mun
11:31 PM 8/28/04 - I heard about this event last Wednesday when I was at Bondage A Go Go, initially not very impressed but Christy kept on me about it, boosting it to be like a mini Slick. She was fairly adamant on going, mostly me doing so as she knows I've not been out in a protracted period of time, usually only hit BAGG once every couple months and that's only because I can usually get in free thanks to the mailing list. Told her I'd think on it but I was already leaning towards going before I fell asleep when I got home.
Checking my email and friendslist got me even more in the mood.
Kumi was boosting it, saying she was planning on going with
Darenzia (only know of her through her work) and
Ivy. That got me even more interested in going as I've not seen
Ivy in a long time and
Darenzia is....very. Downside would be if we met I'd have to delete all the pics I have of her but it might be worth it for some chat time.
Problem was, as sad as this is going to sound, that being a homebody for so long I've grown into a sort of pattern. Friday nights I'm usually glued to the sci-fi channel to catch Stargate SG-1 & Stargate: Atlantis; I'm a geek...I know. This last weeks looked like two potentially incredible episodes and, unlike a lot of other cable channels these days, these two shows don't come on multiple times a week with the repeats. I actually caught the beginning of one of them, really powerful draw...barely got out of there but I did.
Godz Above, I'm pathetic sometimes!
I'd gotten a print out of directions from Yahoo Maps, which didn't turn out so well as I'd hoped. They were just a tad off on one little point. Even though they said to take 101 all the way up, I went 280 to 380 to 101 to knock off a lot of traffic. I was supposed to take the Alemany/Bayshore Blvd exit, which I did, and then take a right along Alemany. There was no right on Alemany, it goes foreward and the Bayshore's off to the right. Figured the directions was screwy or something so I went with Alemany and wound up in some little neighborhood where I was pretty sure that there was no fetish event happening. Looped it around a bit, going from my more instinctual sense of direction, and eventually found out that I was supposed to go right on Bayshore.
Found it pretty quick after that. Also noticed the place looked disturbingly familiar; about a year ago, tail end of July in 2003 to be a bit more precise, I took
Kat to a furry/sex type thingamabob. I remembered the area because I dropped her off, went home, got some sleep, and when she called me (had a cell at the time) because she was stranded I drove all the way back to bring her back home with me. Now, I'm not 100% sure it was the exact same address but I am positive it was the same block. Anyway, found parking easy enough and went in.
Unfortunately, it was a bit after 10p when I got there. Two little minutes and I had to pay $5 extra. Damn my geekfest! Place was pretty dead at that point, maybe 15 people tops and that was including the ones working there. At the time I had the mistaken impression, from somewhere, that it was slated to close at 1:30a. Problem I've been having with BAGG lately as it used to close at 3a-3:30a and now it has to shut down at 2:30a because of some silly city ordinance. Just one of many annoying changes over the years but you learn to cope.
Of the few there, I knew
Shatter and Hawke. There were actually, once things got going, only a handful of people I knew there but that's more that I know people without knowing their actual names...in some cases not even nicknames. I mentioned how dead it was to
Shatter, which got Hawke's attention and jibed me with how I'm always complaining about how things are now, as opposed to then. This isn't entirely true, we're talking maybe 3 complaints in as many years but he just won't let up on me about it. Around some light chatter, I took in the place; making rounds and a few circuits of the place to get familiar with it. When I went to Slick it was at a different location, was told this year it had been here, so I wanted to be as cozy as possible. There were two DJ booths, though the one upstairs was more a VJ setup for the main screen. Two bars, a main one near the front and a smaller just off the dance floor. The playspace was huge, though largely neglected throughout the evening as anything more than a hangout, though
Shatter's lady love had her massage chair setup going in the same room. There were two small hallways, one with a coatcheck and the other for the bathrooms. The dance floor was huge, with a stage and the video screen where they showed hardcore bondage films all night. Over the DJ booth, alongside the dance floor, was the upstairs I could access. From there, through windows along the side wall, I could see the other upstairs. Mostly bathed in redlight, it was massive and had the look of a more private arena, with seats and another mini bar. I guessed, later confirmed, that the staircase going up from the playspace went up that way.
The music was kinda okay, got a lot better when
Shatter got in the booth. They had three DJ's all night,
Shatter being the only one I knew. As this was a joint venue for both BAGG and SinFusion, I assumed the other 2 were from SF. It might've been a good counterbalance, there were 2 go go dancers from BAGG but the other I'm guessing was from SF as I didn't recognize her. Before the crowd started to really fill in, I kicked back and lost myself in the rythem while doing something a bit unusual for the venue; playing solitaire. Much as people may get down on me for not wearing a watch, a palm pilot does have its uses. I finished a particularly difficult hand before I spotted someone new I recognized. This was around 11p or thereabouts.
Her name's Tam, met her about a month and some change ago at BAGG when she practically pounced Christy and started bending her in every single way she could while groping her and digging in, not that Christy minded because Tam's very appetizing. I had asked her at the time if she liked to be scratched and she did. I worked on her scalp, arms, and upper back before she went after Christy again. So, spotting her, I walked over to say hi but she more or less looked through me. Trying a bit more direct, I reached over to poke her shoulder but she saw my hand, froze, and then followed my arm with her gaze up to my eyes. Her look was devoid of just about everything but it wasn't friendly. Not sure if she didn't recognize me or what but I made a point to give her a wide berth the rest of the night, though I did keep an eye on her; my mind bopping around ideas. She had a guy with her, same that was with her at BAGG so figured they were an item. Tam is very intense, something anyone can pick up by watching her and it seems he is as well. Dancing together looked more like a battle than anything else, his hands around her throat and her fighting him. If it wasn't for the fact they were in time with the music and the look on her face, I'd've been a bit worried. She also made a point of going after every attractive women there, gave me the impression the only reason she allowed my interaction when we'd met was because of Christy and I having been in close proximity.
Christy was the next one I spotted that I recognized, wearing next to nothing depending on which way she was leaning; big hug and a kiss and some catching up time. Went up to the balcony and let her in on what she'd missed, she chatted me up about stuff since I'd seen her last and her training for Backdrop. Mentioned Tam as I knew she still had a yearning for her which got her attention, though I don't know if they got together that evening. While we were up there, the go go dancers started getting setup and doing their thing; the two from BAGG being favorites. One was
de Poopie Wonder, who I'm finally adding to my list of exceptional status, the other being this guy that I see everytime I goto BAGG who is unbelievably good. He tends to dress the same each time, for want of a better description it looks like a hybridization of hiphop gear and some anime warrior.
We were just finishing up our chat when I spotted
Kumi and a streak of blue hair that I was pretty sure had to be
Darenzia. There was no accompanying red hair though, which surprised me but the dance floor was getting pretty packed and they moved across my field of vision pretty quick. I went looking for them later, after Christy and I parted company to see what we could see. Couldn't find
Kumi anywhere, making me think maybe I'd mistaken someone else for her. While looking around I spotted a very lovely lady in a pinstriped one piece deal that could almost have passed for a business outfit, not sure what that's called, if not for the fact she seemingly had nothing on under it; cut very low in front and....well, let's just say she was blessed! Also spotted someone I haven't seen in years, not since BAGG was at that place before the Cat Club, who I almost view as an adversary of sorts. I'd played with her one time and it was a good session but something happened afterward, never quite sure what, and ever since whenever we cross paths she more or less stalks around me, locking eyes with a very passive look. First couple times I wasn't sure what to make of it but when I approached her about it, she kept her distance and the gaze.
This would be a different type of gaze than the one Tam gave me.
Spotted
Kumi and
Darenzia in the playspace, kicking back and chatting with folks, and I almost went up to say hi when I was gripped in shyness. Haven't experienced that in forever, beyond the occasional twinge but this wasn't that. Not sure what brought it on, though I'm thinking
Darenzia because even though I view
Kumi at a similar level, for want of a better explanation, I see her every so often and am kinda cozy around her. Kicked back in there for a bit on a couch and watched
Shatter's lady love massaging someone for a stretch, using a technique with which I wasn't familiar but learning as I watched. One of these days, I'm going to put a $20 down in her little jar and straddle that chair for 20 minutes while she turns me into a puddle. After a bit, got up and went outside where I found Christy smoking. Chatted with her and the folks around until we wound up sitting down and she pointed out some guy just coming in wearing a t-shirt and blue jeans. I chuckled, pointing out I was in black jeans and a pajama top (don't sleep in much and the shirts are so comfortable). She gave me a look, as though seeing me for the first time, and burst out laughing.
While I was crouched down, I looked to my left and there was
Kumi talking to folks near the door. As usual, looking amazing and in something very shiny, purple this time. Her "hair" was interesting to me, seen her in this wig before but for some reason it was reminding me of something specific, though I'm blanking on what at the moment. My gaze then fell down to her boots and I kinda quirked: head at a funny angle, eyebrow up. Very shiny above, not so shiny below; I'm famous for wearing a pair of shoes into the ground...which these weren't but there was some definite contrast going on here. Maybe it was just the lighting but it was kind of shiny above and scruffy below, could've sworn there was a scuff mark on the left one that was kinda white or gray or something. Still, they were very cute....and I don't have a boot fetish.
On the way back in (or was it on the way out?) I ran into Pete Shipley and said a passing 'ello, got a wave back. Popped back to the dance floor and watched
de Poopie Wonder for a bit, the more I watched her the more entranced I got. Still thinking that a combination of knowing what's going on in her life these days, which ain't good, through her journal adds an interesting depth to just watching her move; by move I mean dance as I don't pay her too much attention when she's not actively working; I'm intense enough when I'm locked on something...don't want to come across as a stalker. Have this overwhelming urge, more or less, to take her out and feed her but I'd kinda have to know her first, which I don't; maybe one day, probably not.
In one of my few visits past the bar, I don't drink and usually go by for a bottled water that I'll nurse throughout the night, I passed by
Kumi who said...something. Music was loud and she's not, figured my name and maybe a greeting but I honestly haven't a clue. After which I wandered some more, I'm rather comfortable being the guy that's alone in a crowd. I'm a voyeur by nature, I know the word has a sensual conotation to it but I simply mean that I watch everything in this context. Had some brief chatter here and there but mostly kept to myself while soaking up the atmosphere.
Life is filled with little moments, those things you look back on and laugh...if you're not actually laughing at the time. Sometimes even then;
Kumi provided me with two. The first was when I went back outside for some fresh air because one of the DJs was seriously abusing the smoke machine, it was like London in there, and I spotted her in her smooth topped glory putting her wig onto a bald police officer that was out there. He actually looked pretty good in it, for the short amount of time it was up there. The second was also outside, once again for the fresh air in my lungs, while I was chatting with the same policeman and Christy and this lady that has a serious latex allergy. Roundabout after he made some comment about bumping uglies, not your usual cop chat...he actually used those words, I heard
Kumi squeak...might've been just a squee! Looked over and apparently, for whatever reason, someone had chosen right then to point out just how transparent her outfit really was. I'm not sure I'd fully appreciated this earler but I certainly did at that moment, she seemed genuinely amazed but I'm not sure I was fully buying into that.
Went back in and was hanging off the side of the dance floor when I spotted someone very appealing that sat down next to me, not sure how I'd missed her before. Caught her scent before I actually laid eyes on her, she must've been drenched in vanilla! Figured it couldn't hurt to ask; regardles of the reality of the situation, most times when I offer to play with someone at such a place I'm thinking it may lead to back to my place later or hers. I knew this wasn't going to happen because much as I was craving there's no way I'm bringing any woman back to the present state of a disaster that is my home. She did like to be scratched so I slid up behind her and barely touched her when she shrieked, which I could only appreciate as she was up close. She turned around and pulled my claws up to look at, saying something about she was shocked they were so sharp, that I had them to begin with; she was amazed by the length. What did she think I was going to scratch her with? My claws weren't really in their prime, had cut them about a week or so ago, but they're always very sharp. Had to really work around how I was going to play with her, music made it hard to be clear but her name was either Diane or Diana. Any skin work caused another shriek and/or laughter. Eventually opted for a scalp massage which worked great, even moreso as it caused her to sink back fully against me, grinding slightly, which I certainly appreciated. After a bit she went back to dance and I went back outside.
Wound up chatting with the cop and Christy and the latex allergic one when
Kumi came out again, this time to actually talk a bit with me. Called me Dopple, which is my LJ tag of course but it's really just short for my actual nickname that I've had for over 2 decades. Most people call me the short version, though it was the first she ever did.
Why do I mention this? Because it's my fucking journal; deal!
Anyway, not too involved here; mostly mentioned the why of
Ivy not being there and
Miss Conduct, who I hadn't known was coming. There was a reason, I'm sure she mentioned something but it got lost between then and now so it wasn't anything earth shattering. Little chatter back and forth there too, which was kinda nice.
At this point I realized I was definitely mistaken by when I thought this thing was going to close down, which I was happy about. Mentioned above I'm used to these things going till 3-ish and this felt great, even though I wasn't doing all that much. Went back to my wandering, perched off the side of the dance floor when my adversary walked past me, don't think she actually spotted me earlier but she was very involved with the guy she was with so I kinda chalked it up to that. This time, she definitely saw me; did that whole slow stalking around me thing...though I think she may've had a little smile on her lips. Not that this necessarily means anything but it struck me as kinda amusing at the time. Working the circuit that I had semi-established, I came across the playspace where
Darenzia still was (not sure she moved much once she'd sat down). Almost walked up to introduce myself but that damned shyness ran up like a wave. Besides, no idea what to say anyway. All I had was a vague wonder if she'd checked her newly established site since she got into town, earlier that day I couldn't log in because it just wasn't there. Might've just been a bandwidth thing, who knows? Spotted that lady in the pinstripe deal again, being spanked (playspace got a bit more active as the evening wore on) on one of the couches, though it was a lot more involved than that. Thinking only the slimmest of rules was keeping those two from going all out and tearing what clothes there were out of the way.
Oddest thing of the whole evening was that I was mentally dictating this post out in my head most of the night. Go figure!
Roundabout when things were finally closing down for the evening I spotted that pinstriped lady and that same guy heading up that blocked off staircase. Following a hunch, I went around to the dancefloor and up to that little balcony where I could see into the redlight room and watched them settle in a seat and then start to tear into each other; this'd be that more sensual aspect of voyeurism taking a hand in here, not that I was doing anything more than just watching. They were very frenzied in their kisses, his left hand around her, his right doing a little exploring below. That wasn't enough though and it was shortly after that he was crouching before her and pulling her legs to his shoulders, she scooted up so he could get her thong out of the way (guess she was wearing something under there after all). So, for the last 15-20 minutes before all the lights came on and we were all ushered out, I was entranced by watching him feast on her, loving every arching move she made...a very sensitive lady or he was quite good at his craft.
Likely both...
Not surprisingly, this made me even hungrier, which is why when I got out I kind of made a beeline with Christy for her van. Not that she was going to do anything with me, odds are usually fairly low, but this does not stop the desire to plead my case. Across the block, heard someone call out for Christy and Doppleganger; it was Pete. While he headed over, Christy got on this tear about whether he preferred Pete or Peter which I coudn't say anything to other than I always think of him as Pete. He took a few shots of her by a police car that just happend to be there, and one of me with her that's on the end of this, then we chatted for a bit.
Walked Christy to her van, we chatted about when I might see her next and she mentioned she may be in my neck of the woods Sunday. Simple get together and food deal, maybe more if the Fates are kind. I'm actually looking foreward to this for a fairly odd reason, I've only ever seen her at fetish or sex events and she wears things that compliment and reveal a lot of her, with the exception of one Halloween where she was dressed as Charlie Chaplin. I've never seen her in standard clothes which, even though she'll be coming from the Backdrop, I assume she'll be in.
Guess we'll just have to see.
some pics taken by Pete
11:31 PM 8/28/04 - I heard about this event last Wednesday when I was at Bondage A Go Go, initially not very impressed but Christy kept on me about it, boosting it to be like a mini Slick. She was fairly adamant on going, mostly me doing so as she knows I've not been out in a protracted period of time, usually only hit BAGG once every couple months and that's only because I can usually get in free thanks to the mailing list. Told her I'd think on it but I was already leaning towards going before I fell asleep when I got home.
Checking my email and friendslist got me even more in the mood.
Kumi was boosting it, saying she was planning on going with
Darenzia (only know of her through her work) and
Ivy. That got me even more interested in going as I've not seen
Ivy in a long time and
Darenzia is....very. Downside would be if we met I'd have to delete all the pics I have of her but it might be worth it for some chat time.
Problem was, as sad as this is going to sound, that being a homebody for so long I've grown into a sort of pattern. Friday nights I'm usually glued to the sci-fi channel to catch Stargate SG-1 & Stargate: Atlantis; I'm a geek...I know. This last weeks looked like two potentially incredible episodes and, unlike a lot of other cable channels these days, these two shows don't come on multiple times a week with the repeats. I actually caught the beginning of one of them, really powerful draw...barely got out of there but I did.
Godz Above, I'm pathetic sometimes!
I'd gotten a print out of directions from Yahoo Maps, which didn't turn out so well as I'd hoped. They were just a tad off on one little point. Even though they said to take 101 all the way up, I went 280 to 380 to 101 to knock off a lot of traffic. I was supposed to take the Alemany/Bayshore Blvd exit, which I did, and then take a right along Alemany. There was no right on Alemany, it goes foreward and the Bayshore's off to the right. Figured the directions was screwy or something so I went with Alemany and wound up in some little neighborhood where I was pretty sure that there was no fetish event happening. Looped it around a bit, going from my more instinctual sense of direction, and eventually found out that I was supposed to go right on Bayshore.
Found it pretty quick after that. Also noticed the place looked disturbingly familiar; about a year ago, tail end of July in 2003 to be a bit more precise, I took
Kat to a furry/sex type thingamabob. I remembered the area because I dropped her off, went home, got some sleep, and when she called me (had a cell at the time) because she was stranded I drove all the way back to bring her back home with me. Now, I'm not 100% sure it was the exact same address but I am positive it was the same block. Anyway, found parking easy enough and went in.
Unfortunately, it was a bit after 10p when I got there. Two little minutes and I had to pay $5 extra. Damn my geekfest! Place was pretty dead at that point, maybe 15 people tops and that was including the ones working there. At the time I had the mistaken impression, from somewhere, that it was slated to close at 1:30a. Problem I've been having with BAGG lately as it used to close at 3a-3:30a and now it has to shut down at 2:30a because of some silly city ordinance. Just one of many annoying changes over the years but you learn to cope.
Of the few there, I knew
Shatter and Hawke. There were actually, once things got going, only a handful of people I knew there but that's more that I know people without knowing their actual names...in some cases not even nicknames. I mentioned how dead it was to
Shatter, which got Hawke's attention and jibed me with how I'm always complaining about how things are now, as opposed to then. This isn't entirely true, we're talking maybe 3 complaints in as many years but he just won't let up on me about it. Around some light chatter, I took in the place; making rounds and a few circuits of the place to get familiar with it. When I went to Slick it was at a different location, was told this year it had been here, so I wanted to be as cozy as possible. There were two DJ booths, though the one upstairs was more a VJ setup for the main screen. Two bars, a main one near the front and a smaller just off the dance floor. The playspace was huge, though largely neglected throughout the evening as anything more than a hangout, though
Shatter's lady love had her massage chair setup going in the same room. There were two small hallways, one with a coatcheck and the other for the bathrooms. The dance floor was huge, with a stage and the video screen where they showed hardcore bondage films all night. Over the DJ booth, alongside the dance floor, was the upstairs I could access. From there, through windows along the side wall, I could see the other upstairs. Mostly bathed in redlight, it was massive and had the look of a more private arena, with seats and another mini bar. I guessed, later confirmed, that the staircase going up from the playspace went up that way.
The music was kinda okay, got a lot better when
Shatter got in the booth. They had three DJ's all night,
Shatter being the only one I knew. As this was a joint venue for both BAGG and SinFusion, I assumed the other 2 were from SF. It might've been a good counterbalance, there were 2 go go dancers from BAGG but the other I'm guessing was from SF as I didn't recognize her. Before the crowd started to really fill in, I kicked back and lost myself in the rythem while doing something a bit unusual for the venue; playing solitaire. Much as people may get down on me for not wearing a watch, a palm pilot does have its uses. I finished a particularly difficult hand before I spotted someone new I recognized. This was around 11p or thereabouts.
Her name's Tam, met her about a month and some change ago at BAGG when she practically pounced Christy and started bending her in every single way she could while groping her and digging in, not that Christy minded because Tam's very appetizing. I had asked her at the time if she liked to be scratched and she did. I worked on her scalp, arms, and upper back before she went after Christy again. So, spotting her, I walked over to say hi but she more or less looked through me. Trying a bit more direct, I reached over to poke her shoulder but she saw my hand, froze, and then followed my arm with her gaze up to my eyes. Her look was devoid of just about everything but it wasn't friendly. Not sure if she didn't recognize me or what but I made a point to give her a wide berth the rest of the night, though I did keep an eye on her; my mind bopping around ideas. She had a guy with her, same that was with her at BAGG so figured they were an item. Tam is very intense, something anyone can pick up by watching her and it seems he is as well. Dancing together looked more like a battle than anything else, his hands around her throat and her fighting him. If it wasn't for the fact they were in time with the music and the look on her face, I'd've been a bit worried. She also made a point of going after every attractive women there, gave me the impression the only reason she allowed my interaction when we'd met was because of Christy and I having been in close proximity.
Christy was the next one I spotted that I recognized, wearing next to nothing depending on which way she was leaning; big hug and a kiss and some catching up time. Went up to the balcony and let her in on what she'd missed, she chatted me up about stuff since I'd seen her last and her training for Backdrop. Mentioned Tam as I knew she still had a yearning for her which got her attention, though I don't know if they got together that evening. While we were up there, the go go dancers started getting setup and doing their thing; the two from BAGG being favorites. One was
de Poopie Wonder, who I'm finally adding to my list of exceptional status, the other being this guy that I see everytime I goto BAGG who is unbelievably good. He tends to dress the same each time, for want of a better description it looks like a hybridization of hiphop gear and some anime warrior.
We were just finishing up our chat when I spotted
Kumi and a streak of blue hair that I was pretty sure had to be
Darenzia. There was no accompanying red hair though, which surprised me but the dance floor was getting pretty packed and they moved across my field of vision pretty quick. I went looking for them later, after Christy and I parted company to see what we could see. Couldn't find
Kumi anywhere, making me think maybe I'd mistaken someone else for her. While looking around I spotted a very lovely lady in a pinstriped one piece deal that could almost have passed for a business outfit, not sure what that's called, if not for the fact she seemingly had nothing on under it; cut very low in front and....well, let's just say she was blessed! Also spotted someone I haven't seen in years, not since BAGG was at that place before the Cat Club, who I almost view as an adversary of sorts. I'd played with her one time and it was a good session but something happened afterward, never quite sure what, and ever since whenever we cross paths she more or less stalks around me, locking eyes with a very passive look. First couple times I wasn't sure what to make of it but when I approached her about it, she kept her distance and the gaze.
This would be a different type of gaze than the one Tam gave me.
Spotted
Kumi and
Darenzia in the playspace, kicking back and chatting with folks, and I almost went up to say hi when I was gripped in shyness. Haven't experienced that in forever, beyond the occasional twinge but this wasn't that. Not sure what brought it on, though I'm thinking
Darenzia because even though I view
Kumi at a similar level, for want of a better explanation, I see her every so often and am kinda cozy around her. Kicked back in there for a bit on a couch and watched
Shatter's lady love massaging someone for a stretch, using a technique with which I wasn't familiar but learning as I watched. One of these days, I'm going to put a $20 down in her little jar and straddle that chair for 20 minutes while she turns me into a puddle. After a bit, got up and went outside where I found Christy smoking. Chatted with her and the folks around until we wound up sitting down and she pointed out some guy just coming in wearing a t-shirt and blue jeans. I chuckled, pointing out I was in black jeans and a pajama top (don't sleep in much and the shirts are so comfortable). She gave me a look, as though seeing me for the first time, and burst out laughing.
While I was crouched down, I looked to my left and there was
Kumi talking to folks near the door. As usual, looking amazing and in something very shiny, purple this time. Her "hair" was interesting to me, seen her in this wig before but for some reason it was reminding me of something specific, though I'm blanking on what at the moment. My gaze then fell down to her boots and I kinda quirked: head at a funny angle, eyebrow up. Very shiny above, not so shiny below; I'm famous for wearing a pair of shoes into the ground...which these weren't but there was some definite contrast going on here. Maybe it was just the lighting but it was kind of shiny above and scruffy below, could've sworn there was a scuff mark on the left one that was kinda white or gray or something. Still, they were very cute....and I don't have a boot fetish.
On the way back in (or was it on the way out?) I ran into Pete Shipley and said a passing 'ello, got a wave back. Popped back to the dance floor and watched
de Poopie Wonder for a bit, the more I watched her the more entranced I got. Still thinking that a combination of knowing what's going on in her life these days, which ain't good, through her journal adds an interesting depth to just watching her move; by move I mean dance as I don't pay her too much attention when she's not actively working; I'm intense enough when I'm locked on something...don't want to come across as a stalker. Have this overwhelming urge, more or less, to take her out and feed her but I'd kinda have to know her first, which I don't; maybe one day, probably not.
In one of my few visits past the bar, I don't drink and usually go by for a bottled water that I'll nurse throughout the night, I passed by
Kumi who said...something. Music was loud and she's not, figured my name and maybe a greeting but I honestly haven't a clue. After which I wandered some more, I'm rather comfortable being the guy that's alone in a crowd. I'm a voyeur by nature, I know the word has a sensual conotation to it but I simply mean that I watch everything in this context. Had some brief chatter here and there but mostly kept to myself while soaking up the atmosphere.
Life is filled with little moments, those things you look back on and laugh...if you're not actually laughing at the time. Sometimes even then;
Kumi provided me with two. The first was when I went back outside for some fresh air because one of the DJs was seriously abusing the smoke machine, it was like London in there, and I spotted her in her smooth topped glory putting her wig onto a bald police officer that was out there. He actually looked pretty good in it, for the short amount of time it was up there. The second was also outside, once again for the fresh air in my lungs, while I was chatting with the same policeman and Christy and this lady that has a serious latex allergy. Roundabout after he made some comment about bumping uglies, not your usual cop chat...he actually used those words, I heard
Kumi squeak...might've been just a squee! Looked over and apparently, for whatever reason, someone had chosen right then to point out just how transparent her outfit really was. I'm not sure I'd fully appreciated this earler but I certainly did at that moment, she seemed genuinely amazed but I'm not sure I was fully buying into that.
Went back in and was hanging off the side of the dance floor when I spotted someone very appealing that sat down next to me, not sure how I'd missed her before. Caught her scent before I actually laid eyes on her, she must've been drenched in vanilla! Figured it couldn't hurt to ask; regardles of the reality of the situation, most times when I offer to play with someone at such a place I'm thinking it may lead to back to my place later or hers. I knew this wasn't going to happen because much as I was craving there's no way I'm bringing any woman back to the present state of a disaster that is my home. She did like to be scratched so I slid up behind her and barely touched her when she shrieked, which I could only appreciate as she was up close. She turned around and pulled my claws up to look at, saying something about she was shocked they were so sharp, that I had them to begin with; she was amazed by the length. What did she think I was going to scratch her with? My claws weren't really in their prime, had cut them about a week or so ago, but they're always very sharp. Had to really work around how I was going to play with her, music made it hard to be clear but her name was either Diane or Diana. Any skin work caused another shriek and/or laughter. Eventually opted for a scalp massage which worked great, even moreso as it caused her to sink back fully against me, grinding slightly, which I certainly appreciated. After a bit she went back to dance and I went back outside.
Wound up chatting with the cop and Christy and the latex allergic one when
Kumi came out again, this time to actually talk a bit with me. Called me Dopple, which is my LJ tag of course but it's really just short for my actual nickname that I've had for over 2 decades. Most people call me the short version, though it was the first she ever did.
Why do I mention this? Because it's my fucking journal; deal!
Anyway, not too involved here; mostly mentioned the why of
Ivy not being there and
Miss Conduct, who I hadn't known was coming. There was a reason, I'm sure she mentioned something but it got lost between then and now so it wasn't anything earth shattering. Little chatter back and forth there too, which was kinda nice.
At this point I realized I was definitely mistaken by when I thought this thing was going to close down, which I was happy about. Mentioned above I'm used to these things going till 3-ish and this felt great, even though I wasn't doing all that much. Went back to my wandering, perched off the side of the dance floor when my adversary walked past me, don't think she actually spotted me earlier but she was very involved with the guy she was with so I kinda chalked it up to that. This time, she definitely saw me; did that whole slow stalking around me thing...though I think she may've had a little smile on her lips. Not that this necessarily means anything but it struck me as kinda amusing at the time. Working the circuit that I had semi-established, I came across the playspace where
Darenzia still was (not sure she moved much once she'd sat down). Almost walked up to introduce myself but that damned shyness ran up like a wave. Besides, no idea what to say anyway. All I had was a vague wonder if she'd checked her newly established site since she got into town, earlier that day I couldn't log in because it just wasn't there. Might've just been a bandwidth thing, who knows? Spotted that lady in the pinstripe deal again, being spanked (playspace got a bit more active as the evening wore on) on one of the couches, though it was a lot more involved than that. Thinking only the slimmest of rules was keeping those two from going all out and tearing what clothes there were out of the way.
Oddest thing of the whole evening was that I was mentally dictating this post out in my head most of the night. Go figure!
Roundabout when things were finally closing down for the evening I spotted that pinstriped lady and that same guy heading up that blocked off staircase. Following a hunch, I went around to the dancefloor and up to that little balcony where I could see into the redlight room and watched them settle in a seat and then start to tear into each other; this'd be that more sensual aspect of voyeurism taking a hand in here, not that I was doing anything more than just watching. They were very frenzied in their kisses, his left hand around her, his right doing a little exploring below. That wasn't enough though and it was shortly after that he was crouching before her and pulling her legs to his shoulders, she scooted up so he could get her thong out of the way (guess she was wearing something under there after all). So, for the last 15-20 minutes before all the lights came on and we were all ushered out, I was entranced by watching him feast on her, loving every arching move she made...a very sensitive lady or he was quite good at his craft.
Likely both...
Not surprisingly, this made me even hungrier, which is why when I got out I kind of made a beeline with Christy for her van. Not that she was going to do anything with me, odds are usually fairly low, but this does not stop the desire to plead my case. Across the block, heard someone call out for Christy and Doppleganger; it was Pete. While he headed over, Christy got on this tear about whether he preferred Pete or Peter which I coudn't say anything to other than I always think of him as Pete. He took a few shots of her by a police car that just happend to be there, and one of me with her that's on the end of this, then we chatted for a bit.
Walked Christy to her van, we chatted about when I might see her next and she mentioned she may be in my neck of the woods Sunday. Simple get together and food deal, maybe more if the Fates are kind. I'm actually looking foreward to this for a fairly odd reason, I've only ever seen her at fetish or sex events and she wears things that compliment and reveal a lot of her, with the exception of one Halloween where she was dressed as Charlie Chaplin. I've never seen her in standard clothes which, even though she'll be coming from the Backdrop, I assume she'll be in.
Guess we'll just have to see.
some pics taken by Pete