The BDSM Room, My Missing Car, and Sleeping with a College Kid

[saucydiva]

Last night I went to a party.

I mean, of course I did. I go to a lot of parties. But most of them are thrown by friends of mine, and are pretty low-key: bonfires in backyard and barbeques and the like.

But this time, I went a party through a website. It was a cocktail party, and we were instructed to dress to the nines and come on down to a

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[stillscape]

When we write the screenplay of your life, all of this is going in it. All. of. it. Except--plot twist--Channing Tatum is the guy with the BDSM room.

[craponaspatula]

Are you sure this isn't a sitcom pilot

[saucydiva]

Are you sure I'm not a sitcom character

[princess_george]

NO

[ballroom_pink]

Golly. That's an adventure like the one in After Hours or Adventures in Babysitting.

Had to look up the Channing Tatum movie and it's called Jupiter Ascending and here is the plot:
In a universe where humans are near the bottom of the evolutionary ladder, a young destitute human woman is targeted for assassination by the Queen of the Universe because her very existence threatens to end the Queen's reign.

So, yeah, I'll be boycotting that for you. No question.

I can't vouch for my mom (who is in her 60s) because she thinks he's dreamy. (She has not seen Magic Mike. This fondness is based on The Vow.)

[saucydiva]

She should see Magic Mike. It actually has a semi-decent plot, and mostly good acting (one notable exception) and besides, Channing does the one thing he's good at: dancing. He really is quite good.

Oh yeah and nudity.

[whimsical_irony]

I feel like in the movie version of this story 311 would be staffed by morons, except for one hyper-competent person who would track down your car at 4am and sit on the hood with you watching the sun rise while onerepublic plays in the background. Also, "Jupiter Rising" sounds like a really bad porno. (I guess in the sitcom version of this story it can actually be a porno shoot that results in the towing of your car.)

[princess_george]

This is spectacular. I'm glad it ended well, though. Stupid movie people.

I'm desperately curious, though - what was the meetup described as? Did anyone hook up? Was the cage used?

Just so you know, what happens to these things as you get older (at least for me) is that they morph from being fully remembered evenings to scenes to just vignettes.

Which is why I can still remember, entirely out of context, wading across the floor of some guy's studio apartment, through about an 8" depth of crumpled up paper.