This past winter I was at a play party at the kinky farm and wound up playing with Kinky Stranger for a short time near the end of the night. She gave me a few strokes with a crop and left marks that were there for a while, she bit me, she was new and had been drinking and I wasn't confident that she would know when to stop or even slow down (oh yeah, did I mention how I felt ashamed afterwards for selling out my playing principles on account of the girl being kind of hot?)
When it was my turn to hit her I held her down and gave her a few smacks, but unlike the time I caned
Kinkycatlady she was resistant and aggressive and comabative, which I was not prepared for. The whole experience confused me and spooked me a little, but we soon became
Fetlife friends, there was the occasional text, and I wondered if there might be another chance for play at a time when we could talk things through a bit more. (And when neither of us was tipsy.)
But then I noticed I had been de-friended, and contact was all patchy and reluctant. Not to worry. I have plenty of friends now (I'm not sure I always would have been so relaxed) and not having her as a playing prospect didn't worry me. Still, part of me reacted with a confused "WTF?"
Still, I sometimes seem to get and SMS out of nowhere asking how I'm doing, which inevitably led to more WTFery. Generally I respond eventually (I seem to need a pretty good reason not to respond) but nothing ever happens.
On Saturday I got another SMS asking how I am and where I've been. I didn't respond right away and the whole thing slipped my mind until this evening when I replied that I had been to the Under 30s party in Canberra and was going to Uber in Sydney this weekend. I was being polite as I prefer to be, but my reaction to the whole things had gone from WTF to Meh. (I'm in an inarticulate mood today.)
Is she just innocently interested in how I am? Is she interested in playing? Has she fallen off the radar in the kink community and wants someone to play with? I don't know, and I don't really care. I do hope she's happy and fulfilled just like I would hope for anyone else, but given that the extent of communication at the moment is limited to the odd SMS now and then, I find now I can't seem to muster up much interest in what she's up to. I have kink friends whose activities interest me, and I know my activities interest them. You people know who you are. I don't need the hassle of communicating at length with someone who doesn't want to know and understand me.
Fare thee well Kinky Stranger. I hardly knew ye.