Stiletto Diaries™

The Amazing Race, Brought To You By The Letter O

Posted on September 21st, 2006 in Are You Gonna Eat That?, Does All Her Own Stunts

I know I have made you wait an entire week to hear about the adventure that ensued after I auctioned myself off on the blog. If it makes you feel any better, the project in my house turned out awesome! Also I’ve been at my mum’s house for a few days, so no access to blogging.

Now I have the time AND the inclination to fill you in, so here it is:

At about 5ish on Thursday night O gave me a call and laid out the first part of my instructions for the night. She asked me if I would mind making dinner for her and a few of her friends. Of course I said that would be great, since I love cooking. Of course there was a bit of a catch She wanted it to be something fancy, but it had to be quick to make and suitable to be packed up for transportation to who knows where. Well that didn’t make it difficult or anything, LOL [note the heavy sarcasm, HA HA HA]. So I scrambled around looking through recipes and making a grocery list. Not to mention gathering up a few things I thought I would need. O also added that I was to wear something nice, and to pack with me an outfit that was a little trashy, and a vibrator. I know, that last part made me rather nervous.

So I was dashing around like a maniac so that I would not be late (I was meeting her at 6:15 to buy groceries). However, due to traffic and the weather and poor planning on my part, I was running behind her schedule. She said that I would be punished at some point for that.

We picked up groceries and then went to her friend’s apartment. He’s a single guy and his kitchen equipment left something to be desired. I just want to add here that I really LOATH having to cook in strange kitchens, LOL. Especially under such an incredibly tight time limit. I had to be finished everything and be ready to leave for my next event in 45 minutes.

I seriously felt like I was in an episode of Iron Chef, which is actually VERY thrilling for me, even though it’s stressful. Seriously, cooking under those circumstances is like an extreme sport for me, I get a huge adrenalin rush.

So I was still running a tiny bit late when O packed up a picnic basket with part of the food and sent me off to a tea house in the area. She stayed and had dinner with her friend while I went off to find out what else she had in store for me.

I arrived at the tea house and the only instructions I had were to go inside. I did so, hoping that it would be clear from there what I had to do next. I walked in the back door just as one of my favorite males walked in the front door. I was relieved to tell you the truth, I hadn’t been sure what to expect, it was nice to see someone familiar.

He told me that he had to take me back to his place for the next part O’s plan. I just laughed and wondered to myself what exactly I had gotten myself into.

We went to his place where he made me wait in his room while he made whatever preparations he had to make. After a few minutes he came into the room, made me stand up, took all of my clothes off, and then led me to his bathroom. There were candles, incense, and a tub filled with hot water and bubbles. I felt oddly shy, but he made me get into the tub and then he bathed me while I giggled nervously. It was really very sweet and I enjoyed it immensely. He also spoiled me with a nice back massage. We didn’t have a lot of time before the next event on the schedule was to take place so we got out of the tub, he toweled me off, and then lured me into his bed for a few moments of risque indulgence.

Suddenly an alarm went off and it was time for me to go. I got dressed in a hurry and gulped down the cup of tea he had made me. He accompanied me to my next destination since it was downtown and I didn’t want to get lost. Just to give you an idea about how really frantic everything was, it was 9:30 by then. So about half-way through the night really.

As soon as he made sure I knew where I was and where I was going he dashed off and left me alone. O had instructed me to take the picnic basket to eBadger’s place of employment and have dinner with him there. I was very nervous, I wanted to make a good impression. I walked into the building and he was standing there. He saw me and asked if I was there for O. I said “No, I’m here for you”. The look on his face was quite priceless.

We sat down and ate. He complimented me on the food and we talked about cooking. I enjoy eBadger’s company very much, I find him really interesting.

Before too long we were approached by an older gentleman. You might know him as the man who placed a bid as Z. He was there to take me to the Leonard Cohen movie. We left eBadger and went into the theater. We chatted briefly before the start of the movie, as we had never met prior to this.

The film was actually better than I expected. Z made a few advances during that were surprising and slightly uncomfortable. I was trying not to be rude, but I was not expecting him to be so forward. After an hour and a half of a rather bland documentary and trying to fend off Mr. Grabby Hands, I was rather relieved to leave.

O met us in the lobby and sent Z on his way because the next stage of her plan was being set into motion. She took me to my car to drop off the things I had left from the cooking portion of the evening. She had me bring my backpack which contained my change of clothes and the vibrator (my layaspot for those that are interested). While we were dashing down the sidewalk I related to her what happened with Z and she was obviously quite pleased, teasing me that she had told me I would be punished for being late.

She led me into this pub and told me to go into the bathroom and change clothes and to get myself aroused. I know that I must have turned several shades of red. I changed clothes but I just could not bring myself to git down with my vibrator in the bathroom of all places. I made a half-hearted attempt but I knew there was no way I was going to get horny under those circumstances.

She met me coming out of the bathroom and gave me the gin and 7up I had ordered on the way in. She told me to drink it quickly and then I had to leave. I did not really find it odd that she dismissed me so abruptly, after all, it was 12:30am by that time. I finished my drink, thanked her for providing me such a wonderful evening, and left the pub. I walked out the door and straight into Jack who was waiting for me with a bouquet of roses and lilies. We both laughed out loud and hugged. It was very nice to have him be there at the end of the night.

We went home and ate some of the leftovers from dinner that O had sent home with me. Then we stripped down and curled up together in bed.

The entire night was just incredible. I had so much fun. I would volunteer to do it all over again.