why do service people have to act like twats?
It has been a while since I wrote last and wow, have a lot to catch up on.
Saturday. Skitabug, Fischstick and Socalsox came up to visit. Sox arrived fairly early so we could have some time together. Well, early afternoon that is, giving me enough time to bake a cake for later. Prior to arriving Sox phoned me with ceratin instruction for me to follow prior to his arival. I think I passed the test, at least, he was not disappointed with the result.
After much fun we then went and had decadent food in the car before metting up with Skitabug and Fischstick at a sex shop called Mr S. We had some fun in the shop (Sox looking good but very gay in a particular hat he kept trying on), as usual having a good laugh together and handling a variety of different toys. We then made tracks to go to the Stockroom where I and skitabug tried on some very nice dresses, skitabug looking fantastic in one in particular but unfortunately it was a tad too short at the back for a Dom and the allergy to latex thing was problematic. Sox also tried on some latex wear and it suited him :) I might have to do some investigations about how to make latex clothes and incorporating a lining in them.
Skitabug and Fischstick then went off to make a purchase at Mr S. while Sox and I made a dash to Target to get a much needed second quilt/comforter as I only ha the one on my bed and didn't have a spare one (had previously borrowed Sox's). We then met up at Hamburger Hamlet. While parking in the parking lot behind the restaurant I had a few compliments on my gorgeous car and asked to rev the engine for the parking attendant, who also owned a mustang :).
The meal was fun, an amusing interlude occurred when Sox and Skitabug both caled me Naughty in front of the waitress. the funny part was Sox actally realised and quickly inserted my name but Skitabug, who spoke alomost straight away after Sox, didn even realise :) I don't mind and actually like my nickname a great deal, but it was still amusing. I was fairly quite during the meal. I am actually a fairly quite person and enjoy people watching. I was simply pleased to be with in the company of such great and fun people. Even when Sox and Fischsticks were discussing various sports things.
Then time to get ready for the Lair. Fun was had with the camera and posing for various shots while we were getting ready. Sox looked really good in his clothes and it is clear to see how much weight he has lost, he really is looking amazing. Skitabug also looked fabulous in her leather dress and boots. Fischsticks wore a very cook jacket that with a little adjustment became a straight jacket. What beautiful people!!!
The Lair was surprisingly quite with respect to the number of people attending, which had adverse affects on the atmosphere. I met up with some good friends from alt.com and then Sox decided it was time to play. I was very excited and nervous. We went into the main room at the Lair and used the cross that I know that Sox had been eyeing up on a previous visit. I stripped but actually felt surprising comfortable being around everyone while naked, quite a change for me. I was also very comfortable with Skitabug tying my wrists. She did an excellent job and at no point were my wrists or hands sore. Thanks!!!
I was tied to the cross and as the scene started Nine Inch Nails was playing in the background. I knew I went into subspace very fast, my interaction and rapour with and trust in Sox and the combination of familiar music helped me to go under. I was drifting and very happy, the only point of irritation was that the blindfold kept slipping. I completely lost track of time. I know Sox tried to encourgae me to hold onto the cross to releive the pressure on my wrists, and I did try really hard to do what he said. I think I was very out of it though because I have since found out that I barely responded. Sox also kept asking if I was ok. I could hear and was aware of eerything, just was not very in touch with my body so didn't really respond apart from nodding my head. I also started shivering at some point so Sox eventually stopped the session, much to my regret, and took me down. It was only at that point I relaised how deep in subspace I was as I fell, taking Sox by surprise and taking him down with me. neither of us was hurt, Sox did ask if I was hurt and I believe my response was "nothing hurts". Being held in his arms afterwards was more wonderful than I can say. I always feel so safe with him.
After a bit of recovery time, part of it sitting on the floor with my head on Sox's lap while he was in his favorite chair (that was a really good feeling) we left as the atmosphere was not very good. I felt bad that Skitabug and Fischstick did not have such a good time but was glad they had been with us.
The evening finished with all of us enjoying some cake and watching the first part of Tombstone, a really good film. I was very tired though and still spaced out so didn't get to finish the film beofre collapsing in bed.
Sunday.
Another fabulous time with everyone at the Marmalade cafe before going to the Arclight for Indiana Jones. Fischstick and Sox were continuously humming the Indiana theme tune and Sox played his ring tone (yes, Indiana Jones theme tune) a couple of times. By the time we actually found somewhere to park we might have almost parked back at my place, but it was interesting to see what was also at the galleria, might have to walk up there sometime myself.
Now, I enjoyed the film. It wasn't great, there were some points that were pretty ridiculous (refrigerator scene especially) but it was a fun film full of action. I think it is a n enjoyable film if it is not taken too seriously. I likes the Indiana films as a kid but never took them to heart as I think the others did. They were disappointed in the film. I was not but did not go in with high expectations and just took the film for what it was. A fun and enterataining few hours.
Skitabug and Fischsticks then had to leave and Sox went soon after. I experienced some drop but only got really upset after a phone call from my Ex husband. I still care about him. It hurts both of us talking. We had so much. He is very down and is finding it hard adjusting. I feel so guilty and wish I could help. Of course, I can't and it is all my fault really. I wa the one who left him. It was the right thing to do but does not ease my guilt. I find it very difficult to think of anyone I care about being in pain.
So after a very upsetting afternoon I went to Sox's place and had a good few hours talking and just being with him before we finally retired. Sox had no problems sleeping from all accounts. I did. Even more so when Sox tried to steal my pillow. I told him that is was mine so he let it go for a few seconds beofre then grabbing it, yanking it halfway from under my head while telling me "I NEED this". LOL. Actually, it was less amusing in the early hours of the morning and I went to the bathroom in a bit of a huff to discover, when I came back out, that Sox had decided to occupy the entire bed. :) Cute. I managed to squeeze in and eventually fell asleep, but was so tired the next morning.
Monday
Yay, a day off spent in Sox's company. We watched several films (the incredibles, galaxy quest and Tombstone, all excellent films - "I have two guns, one for each of you"), the Celtics game and had planty of cuddles and play time. It was good being with each other. I got upset by a friend I am close to accussing me of not being a good friend, which on top of what my Ex had being said the day before caused me to really crash. But Sox was there and was brilliant. Another nigth spent with ox was great, but it was a wrench leaving in the morning. I wish we didn't live quite so far apart, but maybe it is a good thing :) 'cause we would never get anything done otherwise.
Another good weekend on the whole. It was very emotional in parts but I enjoyed it and spending time with the people I was with. :D
Saturday. Skitabug, Fischstick and Socalsox came up to visit. Sox arrived fairly early so we could have some time together. Well, early afternoon that is, giving me enough time to bake a cake for later. Prior to arriving Sox phoned me with ceratin instruction for me to follow prior to his arival. I think I passed the test, at least, he was not disappointed with the result.
After much fun we then went and had decadent food in the car before metting up with Skitabug and Fischstick at a sex shop called Mr S. We had some fun in the shop (Sox looking good but very gay in a particular hat he kept trying on), as usual having a good laugh together and handling a variety of different toys. We then made tracks to go to the Stockroom where I and skitabug tried on some very nice dresses, skitabug looking fantastic in one in particular but unfortunately it was a tad too short at the back for a Dom and the allergy to latex thing was problematic. Sox also tried on some latex wear and it suited him :) I might have to do some investigations about how to make latex clothes and incorporating a lining in them.
Skitabug and Fischstick then went off to make a purchase at Mr S. while Sox and I made a dash to Target to get a much needed second quilt/comforter as I only ha the one on my bed and didn't have a spare one (had previously borrowed Sox's). We then met up at Hamburger Hamlet. While parking in the parking lot behind the restaurant I had a few compliments on my gorgeous car and asked to rev the engine for the parking attendant, who also owned a mustang :).
The meal was fun, an amusing interlude occurred when Sox and Skitabug both caled me Naughty in front of the waitress. the funny part was Sox actally realised and quickly inserted my name but Skitabug, who spoke alomost straight away after Sox, didn even realise :) I don't mind and actually like my nickname a great deal, but it was still amusing. I was fairly quite during the meal. I am actually a fairly quite person and enjoy people watching. I was simply pleased to be with in the company of such great and fun people. Even when Sox and Fischsticks were discussing various sports things.
Then time to get ready for the Lair. Fun was had with the camera and posing for various shots while we were getting ready. Sox looked really good in his clothes and it is clear to see how much weight he has lost, he really is looking amazing. Skitabug also looked fabulous in her leather dress and boots. Fischsticks wore a very cook jacket that with a little adjustment became a straight jacket. What beautiful people!!!
The Lair was surprisingly quite with respect to the number of people attending, which had adverse affects on the atmosphere. I met up with some good friends from alt.com and then Sox decided it was time to play. I was very excited and nervous. We went into the main room at the Lair and used the cross that I know that Sox had been eyeing up on a previous visit. I stripped but actually felt surprising comfortable being around everyone while naked, quite a change for me. I was also very comfortable with Skitabug tying my wrists. She did an excellent job and at no point were my wrists or hands sore. Thanks!!!
I was tied to the cross and as the scene started Nine Inch Nails was playing in the background. I knew I went into subspace very fast, my interaction and rapour with and trust in Sox and the combination of familiar music helped me to go under. I was drifting and very happy, the only point of irritation was that the blindfold kept slipping. I completely lost track of time. I know Sox tried to encourgae me to hold onto the cross to releive the pressure on my wrists, and I did try really hard to do what he said. I think I was very out of it though because I have since found out that I barely responded. Sox also kept asking if I was ok. I could hear and was aware of eerything, just was not very in touch with my body so didn't really respond apart from nodding my head. I also started shivering at some point so Sox eventually stopped the session, much to my regret, and took me down. It was only at that point I relaised how deep in subspace I was as I fell, taking Sox by surprise and taking him down with me. neither of us was hurt, Sox did ask if I was hurt and I believe my response was "nothing hurts". Being held in his arms afterwards was more wonderful than I can say. I always feel so safe with him.
After a bit of recovery time, part of it sitting on the floor with my head on Sox's lap while he was in his favorite chair (that was a really good feeling) we left as the atmosphere was not very good. I felt bad that Skitabug and Fischstick did not have such a good time but was glad they had been with us.
The evening finished with all of us enjoying some cake and watching the first part of Tombstone, a really good film. I was very tired though and still spaced out so didn't get to finish the film beofre collapsing in bed.
Sunday.
Another fabulous time with everyone at the Marmalade cafe before going to the Arclight for Indiana Jones. Fischstick and Sox were continuously humming the Indiana theme tune and Sox played his ring tone (yes, Indiana Jones theme tune) a couple of times. By the time we actually found somewhere to park we might have almost parked back at my place, but it was interesting to see what was also at the galleria, might have to walk up there sometime myself.
Now, I enjoyed the film. It wasn't great, there were some points that were pretty ridiculous (refrigerator scene especially) but it was a fun film full of action. I think it is a n enjoyable film if it is not taken too seriously. I likes the Indiana films as a kid but never took them to heart as I think the others did. They were disappointed in the film. I was not but did not go in with high expectations and just took the film for what it was. A fun and enterataining few hours.
Skitabug and Fischsticks then had to leave and Sox went soon after. I experienced some drop but only got really upset after a phone call from my Ex husband. I still care about him. It hurts both of us talking. We had so much. He is very down and is finding it hard adjusting. I feel so guilty and wish I could help. Of course, I can't and it is all my fault really. I wa the one who left him. It was the right thing to do but does not ease my guilt. I find it very difficult to think of anyone I care about being in pain.
So after a very upsetting afternoon I went to Sox's place and had a good few hours talking and just being with him before we finally retired. Sox had no problems sleeping from all accounts. I did. Even more so when Sox tried to steal my pillow. I told him that is was mine so he let it go for a few seconds beofre then grabbing it, yanking it halfway from under my head while telling me "I NEED this". LOL. Actually, it was less amusing in the early hours of the morning and I went to the bathroom in a bit of a huff to discover, when I came back out, that Sox had decided to occupy the entire bed. :) Cute. I managed to squeeze in and eventually fell asleep, but was so tired the next morning.
Monday
Yay, a day off spent in Sox's company. We watched several films (the incredibles, galaxy quest and Tombstone, all excellent films - "I have two guns, one for each of you"), the Celtics game and had planty of cuddles and play time. It was good being with each other. I got upset by a friend I am close to accussing me of not being a good friend, which on top of what my Ex had being said the day before caused me to really crash. But Sox was there and was brilliant. Another nigth spent with ox was great, but it was a wrench leaving in the morning. I wish we didn't live quite so far apart, but maybe it is a good thing :) 'cause we would never get anything done otherwise.
Another good weekend on the whole. It was very emotional in parts but I enjoyed it and spending time with the people I was with. :D