394. Make my grandma’s homemade playdough with my kids

That makes four things so far in 2011. Not too bad

85. Ride in a limousine

116. Eat at the revolving restaurant in the Calgary Tower

The limo he rented was white, very modern, and gorgeous inside. It was really unexpected, and so wonderful. We got to the tower and went up to the observation deck, where we walked around looking at all of the city lights. I’ve never been up there at night before (and it’s been around two decades since the last time I was up there even in the daytime) so it was very special.

The revolving restaurant was recently re-done and is now very upscale. We got a romantic spot, right beside the windows. It was a bit of a weird feeling to be turning like that, and at first I was afraid I was going to feel ill, but you get used to it quickly.

We had a bottle of wine, and a cured meat platter for an appetizer. The food was spectacular! The platter included venison salami, duck, maple salmon, tuna, scallops, pork pate, and some accompaniments. It was delicious.

For dinner I had a pulled chicken risotto, which was delicious. Likely the best risotto I’ve ever had. Jack had the steak with potatoes and asparagus. It was also very yummy.

While we ate, we enjoyed the amazing panoramic view of the city, and talked a lot about the past and about everything that has happened over the decade we have been together. It was nice to reminisce and remember all of the special times we have had.

Dessert consisted of sticky toffee pudding for me, and maple cheesecake for Jack. Our waitress, who was wonderful, brought them out with candles for us, as she knew we were celebrating our anniversary. It was incredibly sweet.

After we had finished our wine and dinner, we went back down to the lobby, and out to where our limo was waiting.  The ride home was relaxed.  Jack had brought another bottle of wine for us, but we were both so full, we didn’t drink it.

Once we were home, we crawled into bed for cuddling and other more lascivious activities

It was a very special and wonderful anniversary.  I was really touched that Jack had chosen to do some of my list items as part of the celebration, and the whole evening is one that I will never forget.

Jack got me a wonderful dehydrator for Christmas, which made it easy to make our own beef jerky!

325. Make beef jerky from scratch

We picked up some suitable beef, and I sliced it into pieces, marinated it, and then popped it into the dehydrator for five hours.  When it was finished, we had delicious jerky for a fraction of the cost of buying it.

I was really happy with how it turned out, and I’m looking forward to experimenting with other recipes and flavors.

The other item I am currently working on is a gift for Aiden’s Granny, and for his mum and dad.

382. Make a scrapbook for someone as a gift

I should be crossing that one off within the next week or two, as Granny’s scrapbook is almost complete.

On the 3rd, we went to my mum’s where I spent a couple of days recovering, before finally getting home last night.  It was so lovely to sleep in a familiar bed, with company, while not feeling like some hideous mucous monster was going to explode out of my face.  I had a solid, although rather brief sleep.

Now that I feel (almost totally) healthy again, I can get back to making the most of this brand new year!  Lots of great things in store for us.

On Monday Jack and I are kicking off a fitness challenge, competing against each other to see who can lose a higher percent of body mass (not number of pounds).  My mum got us a Wii Fit and The Biggest Loser program with it, and we are doing a 12 week challenge to see who can get fittest first.  The winner gets a $500 prize, to spend on whatever they want (I plan to take a shopping spree at Mountain Equipment Co-op).  We are both REALLY excited!  I plan to kick his ass via a combination of healthy eating, hitting the gym, and a lot of outdoors activities.  I will be posting periodic updates on that I am sure, and of course, at the end of the 12 weeks, I will happily gloat about winning (hee hee).

Speaking of outdoors activities, this weekend I am putting together a little tobogganing party on Saturday afternoon.  It’s P’s birthday tomorrow, so we are sort of incorporating that in as part of the festivities.  Hot chocolate, cupcakes, and sliding down a hill sounds like a great way to spend a day.  Maybe afterwards we will all grab an early dinner out somewhere.

Later this month Jack and I are celebrating our 9th wedding anniversary (10th year together) and all of the planning has been left up to him, so I am completely in the dark as to what we are doing, but I am excited about the surprise.

I’m planning to get in some snowshoeing this month, and also I’m on the hunt for a new job!  It will be nice to work out of the house again, and I want to be able to save up some money for University, and a few other exciting possibilities that are on the horizon.  I overhauled my resume while I was visiting my family, and this evening I plan on applying to some jobs online, and tomorrow I hope to get out and drop off applications.

2011 is looking SO exciting!  I don’t really make NY resolutions, but a few items I’m hoping to cross off my Life List this year include:

24. Take belly-dancing lessons

41. Take tango lessons

80. Play paintball

116. Eat at the revolving restaurant in the Calgary Tower

325. Make beef jerky from scratch

382. Make a scrapbook for someone as a gift

396. Go back to school

434. Make bannok

447. Ride The Mindbender at West Edmonton Mall

519. Camp in the winter

I love the feeling of a fresh year and a fresh start.  Here’s to another great year!

The past 12 months have seen Aiden move in with us and become a part of our family.  Then there was another move of epic proportions, taking all five of us, and the two dogs, over 2,000 miles back across the country.  Back to Calgary and to all of our friends and family here.

There has been much joy, laughter, and so, SO much love.  There has also been pain and stress and tears and moments where it felt as though we were going to rip each other to shreds.  Yes, there is always some darkness, but mostly there has been intense happiness.

I’ve renewed friendships, and made a couple of new ones.  I’ve crossed at least a dozen items from my Life List, pushed myself to the limits of what I thought I was capable of, and grown as a person. I’ve found myself, lost myself, and found myself again.

Recently I applied for University in Calgary.  I haven’t been a student in over a decade, but the prospect of returning to school is thrilling and terrifying all at once.  My return to school (and increased absence from home) is liable to rock the boat in a significant way, but we shan’t have to deal with that until well into next year.  I know that we shall pull together, as we always do, and make it work.

It’s been a year of change, as most of them are, but this one particularly so.  I feel stronger, physically and mentally, than I have in years prior, and that makes the struggle worth it in the end.  I want that trend to continue into the new year.  I want to keep getting better, as a person, and as a partner, and as a mother.

I want to reinvent myself over and over, and come out the better for it.

78. Take pole-dancing lessons

214. Have sex in a public bathroom

245. Slow dance under the stars

333. Take a photo of a turtle crossing sign

445. Walk on the beach under the moonlight with someone I love

500. Ride a wooden roller coaster

I’ll get a “real” update done one of these days.  For the time being, I am fighting off a cold and I need to lay down again.

Presently I am writing from our new place in Alberta.  We are still negotiating our way through a maze of boxes, as our things only arrived on Monday.

The trip to Alberta was long and wonderful and terrible and beautiful, all at the same time.  I doubt I will ever elaborate much beyond that, but there will be photos coming along eventually.  Northern Ontario is one of the most gorgeous places I’ve ever seen, second perhaps only to the mountains, and I hope to vacation there in the future and do a lot more hiking.

In the days leading up to the trip, Aiden and I managed to get in some camping, a little hiking, and a trip to Wonderland.  I have some list items to cross off, including having sex in a public washroom, while other people were in there!

The trip was hard on everyone, and in the days after we arrived Jack and I seemed to be at each other constantly.  We’d only just mended things when Aiden and I had a couple of rough days.  All in all the entire thing has been…highly emotional, to say thee very least.

It wasn’t all bad.  We got to take in a bit of Stampede, and the rodeo.  I took Aiden to the mountains one afternoon and we did a bit of hiking.  We celebrated Jack’s 35th birthday, and he and I went out for a lovely romantic dinner together.  Yesterday V came over and spent four hours organizing and unpacking the kitchen with me.

There is more to say, but unfortunately free time is at a premium today.  We are preparing for the kiddos, who come home tomorrow, and I want their rooms to be ready for them.

Hopefully a moment to blog will present itself soon.  I just wanted to let y’all know that we made it safe and sound.

445. Walk on the beach under the moonlight with someone I love

We hiked every day, completing around 12 kms (or 7.5 miles) worth of trails by the end of our trip.  The hiking grill and firebowl I bought some months back worked out extremely well.  We found remote rocks, right on the water, where we could cook our meal and enjoy a beer, without another soul in sight.  I wish I had known about Killbear months ago, as I am certain that Jack and the kids would have had a ball there with us.  It would have been lovely to have all gone together.

Over the course of the weekend we took over 400 photos, and on Monday I compiled the 200 best ones into a DVD slide-show set to music that we listed to during the trip.  Out of those 200, I’ve selected some of my favorites to include in this post, enjoy!

The countdown to the move is somewhere around the 38 day mark.  Meaning we will be leaving Ontario in just over a month.  Sometimes when I think about it, it seems surreal.  The days are passing so quickly now, I am sure that June will be a blur, and before we know it, we will be unpacking our things in the new place.  Craziness.

Generally stressful times lead to acting like I’ve completely lost my mind, due to a combination of sleeplessness and having too much on my plate, both literally and figuratively.  I’ve decided that I will not use moving as an excuse to eat anything I want, or to behave like an utter loon, or to lay around bemoaning the fact that I’m exhausted from packing and therefore do not have the energy to work out.  Summer has arrived, and although I have gone to the beach and braved frolicking in public in a swimsuit, it has been with much angst and trepidation.  I would like to be able to enjoy sunning myself and swimming without feeling self-conscious all the time, and so it’s back on the wagon of exercise and eating better.  I never use the word DIET, because I believe that the negative connotations it generally carries, only fuel the feelings of sadness and deprivation that many people buy into.  I don’t believe in dieting, but I do believe in making changes to ones lifestyle that facilitate being healthy.  Regular exercise also seems to even out my moods, and prevents a lot of unnecessary conflict, which in turn makes everyone happier, so it’s a win-win-win, all the way around.

Last night I sat down to add a few things to my calendar (and dayplanner, and Aiden’s calendar, and my Google calendar, and, well you get the idea) which is becoming increasingly full as the move draws nearer.  There are a number of things I wanted to accomplish before leaving Ontario, but I won’t get to all of them, which is ok.  I know for certain that Aiden and I will be back to visit his family at least once a year, which will give me an opportunity to cross a few more off.

Right now I am hoping to get to the zoo and pet a stingray, visit the CN tower, and experience Canada’s Wonderland.  Beyond that, well I am not holding my breath, LOL.

Last weekend I went out with friends on Friday night and saw Daybreakers (pretty good movie, but unless you’re really into non-sparkly vampires, I would wait for the DVD).  Afterwards I went to Aiden’s house and spent the night, and the following morning we attended a FetFair together, along with a friend of his who is just coming out in the scene.  Aiden bought two new floggers, one of rope and one of soft, buttery deer hide.

That evening we also went to a play party together, where we socialized and spent time with our friends (we didn’t play).  Recently Aiden has taken an interest in needle play, and so I found someone within our social circle, whom came highly recommended, to teach us.  Likely those lessons will begin within the next month, or as soon as our respective schedules allow.

On Sunday Aiden watched the younglings so that Jack and I could go out on a date and celebrate our 8th wedding anniversary.  We did a little shopping and then had dinner at a restaurant in town that we’ve been meaning to try for the better part of a year.  It was really nice to get out with no kids.  I can’t properly remember the last time he and I went out like that.

Aiden hadn’t been feeling good over the previous week, and decided to take Monday off of work.  He’s had some stomach issues, and at first he assumed it was the flu or something of that nature, but it’s persisted for longer than a normal flu should.  He ended up taking Tuesday off as well and spent almost 10 hours waiting in emergency to see a doctor.  They did some blood work, which came back normal, and examined him, and then encouraged him to follow up with his family doctor to be tested more thoroughly.  So we don’t really know for sure what is going on with him yet, but his symptoms have eased off a bit since then.

As his car died back in late November, we decided to use his time here to our advantage and shop around for something new (to him).  We spent two days checking out various and assorted car lots, and reading through the most recent copy of the Lemon-Aid Guide, before he finally settled on a Chrysler Neon (yes, I know, but it will do for the time being).  It’s a standard, which he didn’t know how to drive, so I took it for a spin to try it out before he bought it.  I had almost forgotten how much more fun it is to drive a stick, heh.

We brought it home on Friday, and that evening I took him out and taught him to drive it.  He caught on really quickly (we’re still working on the roll-back issue when stopping on an incline) and I think he’s already spoiled, because on Saturday he complained that my automatic was boring to drive, LOL.

Speaking of Saturday, I went my first LARP event over the weekend.  I was anxious about it all last week, and I felt under-prepared, but off we went Saturday morning.

It wasn’t as awkward as I expected.  It was not one of their typical events, as due to it being winter, it largly took place indoors.  There was some excellent combat outside in the evening and during the morning and early afternoon the following day, but mainly it was RP (role-play) based in terms of character interaction.  That suited me as I’m still not very confident with a weapon (although I did actually participate in some of the combat, and I didn’t die) and it gave me a chance to meet and get to know some of the other characters.

I play a darkling, which is a kind of fae with black skin and gold veins (wearing lots and lots of black make-up was interesting).  They don’t like the sunlight and generally don’t interact a lot with other creatures.  That worked well for me as I could act as quiet and broody and I wanted, LOL.  I had a great time though and I can’t wait to go to another event.  There is also nothing quite like going through Tim Horton’s for coffee while you’re still 100% in costume.  We got some interesting looks (Aiden plays a goblin who is bright green and scampers around in chainmail and a loin cloth) but it was amusing.

After we got home on Sunday (the kids thought we looked fabulous as we were still in costume) we showered, ate supper, and got kids to bed.  Then Jack patiently tolerated Aiden and I re-telling stories from the weekend, even though I’m sure most of it was a vague mystery to him.  It was kind of strange really, because even though Aiden and I were together most of the weekend, I felt like I’d missed him, because IG (in game) we hardly know each other, and spent a lot of time doing separate things.  We didn’t even sleep together at the event because for one it was kind of “pass out where you can find space” and for another because you’re still technically in character while you are sleeping and darklings do not go around cuddling with strange goblins whom they hardly know.  Plus when I get in the game I don’t feel like I’m hanging out with Aiden, I’m hanging out with his character, so it’s kind of an unusual sensation.

536. LARP

In case anyone is curious, when we are in game together, we put our Master/slave relationship on hold.  As mentioned above, we are in character, and so I can be as mouthy and badly behaved as I like (and believe me, I took full advantage of that, HA HA!)  If anyone asks about my collar, I tell them that it’s OOG (out of game) as in not part of my darkling costume or persona.

This week will be spent finding Aiden a new job and moving some of his stuff into the house.  Blogging may be light during this transition time, as adding an extra person to the house and working their schedule into the rhythm of things can take some adjustment.

I also remember $2 bills, Atari, and rotary telephones.

That really has nothing to do with this post, except to point out that gaming systems have come along way since the early 80′s.

In 1982 we did not have cell phones, or the Internet, and we walked 3 miles to school each day, uphill, both ways.

What we DID have were coin sets, and Jack just so happened to receive one that year, which I discovered and confiscated from him on the grounds that what is his, is mine.

371. Collect a set of coins that were minted in the year I was born

• Metal shoehorns will leave bruises with hardly any effort at all

• People get kind of excited when you serve Cornish hens and leave them whole.  Like “We get a WHOLE bird?  Each?”

• Kolach, while the most beautiful of breads, is less like bread and more like a giant pretzel

• Even candles that are 100% paraffin wax are sometimes still too hot for wax play

• You have to start really early in the morning to watch all six Star Wars movies in one day

• If you push hard enough on a Wartenberg wheel, it will totally draw blood

• My kids know that babies come out of the vagina, but have no idea what butter is

As you can see, we had no shortage of fun around here.

Our Ukrainian Christmas celebration on Friday night was a wonderful success.  Nia and Muse were able to join us for dinner, and the five of us enjoyed the meal at a leisurely pace.  The kutia, although kind of strange looking, was really tasty.

Making traditional Ukrainian Christmas bread was probably my favorite part of all the preparation, and it allowed me to cross something off of my list.

109. Bake homemade bread

It turned out beautifully, and although it does take a bit of time, making bread from scratch without any assistance is really satisfying.

Unfortunately, we didn’t get around to making fudge over the weekend, but there is always this coming weekend.  We were short on both time and snow, but it’s not the end of the world.

On Saturday morning I got up and left Jack to sleep in.  After feeding the kids and the dogs, I made coffee for Aiden and myself and took it down to his room to wake him.  He’s generally not much for mornings, so I crawled into bed beside him for a cuddle, and tried my best to suppress my obnoxious “IT’S MORNING!!! THIS IS THE BEST TIME OF DAY EVAR!” attitude.

We snuggled, and then we started kissing.  We hadn’t seen each other all week, and due to having company and dinner the night before, we hadn’t really spent any time alone together.  Aiden normally doesn’t wake up “in the mood” so I was kind of surprised, in the best sort of way, when kissing led to him pulling my pajamas off while I stroked his cock under the covers.

I took him in my mouth for a few moments while his fingers were between my thighs.  His cock was incredibly hard, and I was aching for it, so I begged him to fuck me.

When he slid into my pussy my breath caught in my throat.  I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him closer, so that his pubic bone was rubbing against my clit with each thrust.

It felt like we hadn’t been together in ages.  Everything but our panting, and the feel of his skin on mine just sort of faded into the background.

I bit down on his shoulder to keep from whimpering too loudly while he fucked me, until he groaned into my ear and I felt his cock twitch in my pussy while he came.

We cuddled a while longer, and drank our coffee, and then got up and put some clothes on before heading upstairs.  Jack got up too and I made breakfast, and we all ate together before Aiden and I headed out to run some errands.

While we were out we got Aiden’s passport photos done and then we stopped at this weird little store in search of a curved barbell for his PA piercing, which we found.  We also found a set of metal thumbcuffs there, which Aiden decided he should have, LOL.  We haven’t had a chance to try them yet, but I’m looking forward to it.

In the afternoon we all settled in to watch the Star Wars movies.  Unfortunately we started way too late in the day to watch all six of them.  The kids were up for the first two, and then they went to bed.  Aiden and I watched the third one with Jack and then we begged off to play a little before bed.

There was flogging and then a little strapping and then a lovely massage followed by a bit of wax play that unfortunately had to end quite prematurely as these are really not suitable for such applications.

After he had scraped off the worst of the wax with a knife, I had a quick shower and then returned to his room for snuggling and a bit of fooling around that ended with him coming on my face.  As tempted as I was to shower for a THIRD time that day, I was tired, and so excused myself to wash my face and then we cuddled up in bed and went to sleep.

Sunday morning came far too early.  I got up before either Jack or Aiden, fed children and hounds, and then made coffee and went back downstairs.  Aiden and I cuddled a little and then drank our coffee and got up for the day.

Breakfast was made once Jack was up, and then we watched Mantracker (such a good show!) before Aiden and I planned to leave for his place.

When we got into town we went to his place, and I tried to coax Tank to eat one of the mice that is currently living with him.  Stubborn little shit wouldn’t eat though, even as I herded the mice towards him and they crawled over his head.  I really do need to remember to take my camera one of these days to get some pictures of him.  Apparently at some point yesterday he killed one of the mice but didn’t even eat it.  He’s kind of a strange snake.

Aiden called his mom and she invited us over for dinner, and since we hadn’t really made any firm plans yet, we went over and had chili (it was delicious) and visited for almost three hours.

Then we picked up some groceries, and went back to his house to hang out until I had to leave.  I changed his PA jewelry for him, and this barbell isn’t really the answer, but it will do until something more suitable can be found.  Then we crawled into bed and cuddled, which somehow led to him fucking me with something like this until I thought I might make a terrible mess all over his bed.  Unfortunately being too concerned about the mess prevented that from happening, but I did have such an intense orgasm that my abdominal muscles were sore the next day.  After I had recovered, I sucked his cock until he came in my mouth, and then we cuddled for a few more minutes until I had to go.

All in all it was a really good weekend.  I’m looking forward to this coming weekend as well, since Aiden and I are going to a play party, and I have plans with friends, and Jack and I are going out on Sunday to celebrate our 8th wedding anniversary.

It’s difficult to believe that January is already almost half over!

First on December 25th, like most everyone else, and then again today, which is Ukrainian Christmas.

When Jack and I got married, there was some sorting out as to how holidays should be observed.  We combined our separate traditions into our own unique and mutually agreeable hodge-podge of festive goodness.  He now gets pajamas on Christmas Eve from The PJ Elf, and I now get to make up for crappy over-commercialized Christmas with quiet and stress-free Ukrainian Christmas.

While most people are packing up their ornaments, our tree will remain up until at least the 10th.  We don’t usually exchange gifts for Ukrainian Christmas, because it’s really not about that, and who wants to go shopping AGAIN, after suffering through weeks of insanity the month before?  We prefer to focus on enjoying good food with people we love and our plans for the coming year.

This year I am really excited about “Second Christmas” as Aiden called it.  We are not having the traditional 12-course meatless meal, but I am making a number of customary dishes (kutia, kolach, pyrohy) that are usually served as part of the traditional meal.  We’re also having Cornish game hens and cabbage rolls.

We’re actually celebrating it tomorrow, so that Aiden can join us for dinner.  I bought chestnuts for toasting, and I’m planning to attempt my great grandmother’s old-school homemade fudge recipe.  Neither Jack, nor Aiden, nor the kiddos have ever had fudge on snow, which is one of my fondest winter memories as a child.  My grandmother would make a batch of fudge, and when it got to the soft ball stage, I would run out into the yard with a pan and scoop up clean snow.  Then she would drizzle patterns of liquid chocolate into the snow, which would immediately cool to the consistency of soft taffy.  We would eat it until we were nearly sick, and then we would all take turns beating air into the remaining fudge until it was ready to set.  I was the oldest cousin, and I remember watching all the little cousins and siblings gathering eagerly around (or on) the counter, waiting for the candy to be just right.  Then we’d all scramble to be the first to get our paws into the pan, even though we knew that there would be more than any of us could possibly eat, without risking a significant tummy ache.  My grandma would utter a few futile warnings about waiting our turns, and then give up with a chuckle.  I don’t know why it never occurred to use to pour it over ice cream, LOL, but perhaps we’ll have to try that here.

Being so far from our families, I don’t want my kids to miss out on experiences like that.  I want to make sure that I at least attempt to pass on some of the best parts of my childhood.

Aiden and I were both rather sad that we didn’t get to be together for Christmas on the 25th (I mean who doesn’t want to be with ALL of the people they really care about during the holidays?) so I feel like we get to do it over, the way I would have preferred to celebrate “First Christmas”.  Maybe that’s why I’m actually feeling more festive than I did during the entire month of December.

On Saturday the three of us and the kiddos are going to hole up in front of the big screen and watch all of the Star Wars movies (I got Jack all six movies for Christmas).  Maybe we’ll go out and frolic in the snow a little if it’s not too far below zero.  I’m looking forward to some down time with my two most favorite males.  Hopefully Aiden and I will have a chance to play on Saturday or Sunday as well *Cheeky Wink*.

I hope everyone has a great weekend (even if you aren’t lucky enough to get a second Christmas).  I have to go knead some bread dough.

Merry Ukrainian Christmas!

2. Visit the Toronto Zoo

23. Learn to roller blade

39. Ride on an actual train

80. Play paintball

86. Make out in a library

102. Go up to the observation deck of the CN Tower

109. Bake homemade bread

116. Eat at the revolving restaurant in the Calgary Tower

175. Spend a weekend in Ottawa (without my kids)

223. Watch all of the Star Wars movies in a row

234. Stay awake from Friday morning to Sunday night

248. Visit Canada’s Wonderland

271. Ride the GO Train

295. Make jam from scratch

334. Visit the Art Gallery of Ontario

371. Collect a set of coins that were minted in the year I was born

386. Touch a stingray

387. Make donuts from scratch

393. Take a spinning class

447. Ride The Mindbender at West Edmonton Mall

451. Dip my toes in each of The Great Lakes

459. Go to a dinner theater

485. Have a pint at Wheat Sheaf, the oldest bar in Toronto

499. Make chocolate-covered bacon

536. LARP

Naturally I never limit myself to ONLY accomplishing things on this list, nor will I stop trying to cross additional list items once I’ve managed to do 25 things.

What are your resolutions/goals/objectives/list items for the year?

After dropping the in-laws off at the train station early Tuesday morning, the kiddos and I drove out to Aiden’s and picked him up, and he’s been here since.  He has to go back to work on Monday, but it’s been really nice having him around 24/7, and Jack has been extremely generous with the sleeping arrangements, so we’ve been able to spend days and nights together.

Aiden got me an alarm clock with an iPod dock, because relying on my craptastic cell phone to wake me up in the morning isn’t working out so well.  Besides, who doesn’t want to be jarred awake by the Ghostbusters theme song blaring into your ear at 6:15am?  I got him a G-Shock watch, because he’s hard on watches like I am, and thus doesn’t generally wear one (I didn’t either for years until I got myself a G-Shock some time ago).  These things are about as close to indestructible as a watch can get (according to the dozens of reviews I read, and my own experience) so I’m a fan.  He also got new pajamas (as is the tradition in my family; everyone gets new jammies on Christmas Eve) and an Ontario hiking guide, which hopefully we will put to good use once the weather warms up.

We celebrated New Years with Nia and The Muse, and plenty of drinking.  Jack tapped out sometime after 1am, and then Aiden and I saw Nia and The Muse off in a cab before going to bed ourselves.  I don’t think we actually went to sleep until around 4am, after quite a bit of drunken fucking.

For the most part, we’ve all just been lazing about and drinking and eating too much.  We’ve watched movies and played video games and slept late.  I’m kind of sad that I have to take Aiden home tomorrow and that come Monday it’s back to school for the rugrats and work for Jack.

Regular blogging should pick up again, and I will be composing another mini-list of items I would like to accomplish in the next year from the Life List. I didn’t manage to finish everything on my 2009 mini-list, but I made a good go of it, and that’s really the point.  I don’t care if I don’t finish all of them, because I have the rest of my life, but it’s nice to have a few goals and see just how many I can manage in a year!

Happy New Year to all of my friends and readers.  I look forward to another year of writing, and comments, and debauchery!

I got on the wrong one, but at least going the right direction, and took it to the next stop.  I figured out which train I needed then and caught the right one on my second attempt.  The skytrain ride was good.  I drank my coffee, sent some pictures to Aiden, and watched people getting on and off at various stops.  Eventually I got to where I was headed and waited at the station for padme and Master Anakin to pick me up.  I was a little nervous as we hadn’t seen each other in over a year, and also I wanted to make a good impression with Master Anakin.

I only had to wait a short time before they arrived and padme and I exchanged hugs, loaded my stuff into the back, and then off we went to the mall.  Padme had an appointment to get her makeup done in preparation for Rascal’s that evening, and so after Master Anakin dropped us off at the mall we visited for a few minutes before she had to go to her appointment, and then I wandered around the shops while I waited.  I came across a Body Mods kiosk, which is my absolute favorite place ever to buy body jewelry (even though I don’t currently have any piercings).  I looked at some of their captive bead rings for Aiden’s PA piercing because he mentioned wanting to go up a gauge.  The sales girl and I dug through three different boxes worth before I picked out a black ring that I felt would be the appropriate size, and what I thought was the right gauge.  Unfortunately as it turns out his current ring is NOT a 14g, but a 10g, which is what I bought, and so he really needs an 8g.  Irritating.  Anyone need a 10g captive bead ring?

After her appointment padme looked even lovelier than normal  She and Master Anakin took me back to their house for a bit before we headed out to do a little sight-seeing.  They surprised me by taking me to the Harbor Center, which is a tall tower in downtown that overlooks Stanley Park and the city, and the ocean, and the mountains.  It wasn’t the clearest day, but it didn’t matter, the view was beautiful.

Every time I am back out west I really enjoy seeing the mountains again. You have no idea how badly I miss living close to them.

We didn’t linger too long in the tower, as they wanted to take me to see Stanley Park while we still had daylight. Master Anakin drove us over to the sea wall and although it had started raining the leaves were still beautiful and the city looked kind of charming through all the mist.

After we’d driven through the park and seen everything we wanted to see, we went to a different part of the city where we planned to do a little shopping and have dinner. It really started coming down while we were walking up and down the street. Eventually we escaped the rain inside a sushi restaurant for dinner. The food was excellent and we all had a really good time eating and talking. We laughed a lot too.

After we were all full and happy, we skipped next door to The Cupcake Store, which padme and I were very excited about. I got myself a red velvet cupcake, which is my favorite kind, and had it boxed up to eat later on. We dashed through the rain and back to the car. Padme wanted to take me to Little Sisters, which is an adult store, before we went to Rascal’s. Let me tell you that Master Anakin is an excellent driver in the city. Driving in Vancouver seems a lot like driving in Toronto. It’s kind of an extreme sport unto itself, and even worse in the horrendous rain that was pouring down. The streets were like lakes and there were people running through water that was deeper than their shoes, it was kind of funny actually.

We browsed through the things at Little Sisters, and I saw about 20 books that I want to buy (of course) and some neat toys as well. They had quite a few BDSM toys there, and I was happy that Aiden wasn’t with me because I found the most horrible looking paddle, made out of a lexan-type material. It was really long and narrow with those holes that reduce wind resistance. I was almost compelled to call yellow just standing there looking at it.

It was getting close to time for Rascal’s so we dodged rain drops on our way back to the car and jumped in. Fortunately as we were driving we either got out of the rain or it stopped, because by the time we got to the appointed place, it had stopped.

We were a little early, so we waited outside and then in the entrance until we were allowed inside. They sure do an amazing job of decorating for Halloween there! It was really awesome I was super impressed!

The three of us found a table and then padme and I dashed off to the bathroom to get changed into our outfits. I was wearing a pink bob wig that she had bought for me to go with my pink tutu. Plus I had on a black top and stiletto heels. I wasn’t dressed AS anything specific, but I don’t think that matters. I also wore a leather collar that locks closed, at Aiden’s request, so that nobody would pester me about playing with them. We hadn’t really clearly negotiated my playing with others, but he did express discomfort with anything of the sexual nature, so I thought it best to stick to the safe side.

Padme looked really cute and sexy in her goth schoolgirl outfit. She and Master Anakin are so cute and sweet together. It’s completely clear to anyone who has spent any time with them how very in love they are with each other, even after almost 13 years together, and it’s inspiring to see

I was able to meet some of padme’s friends in the community, and we all had a drink together and checked out everyone else’s outfits and costumes. There was a vendor there selling some really nice looking toys, and Master Anakin bought one for padme as a birthday gift. It’s a small paddle with leather on one side and some sort of textured rubber on the other side. Apparently it’s quite stingy!

Eventually the two of them went to play, which I was so hoping they would, since I can certainly relate to not having sitting that often and wanting to take advantage of kid-free time. I chatted with one of the people I’d met that evening, and we watched a lot of the scenes and discussed BDSM in terms of the differences between communities from city to city. Rascal’s reminded me a lot of the play parties I’d been to here.

One scene was particularly beautiful to me. I won’t go into details, as it’s not mine to share, but at the end the Dom was sitting in a chair and she was knelt between his knees with her head against his stomach and he was holding her in his arms and stroking her hair. It was just a really special moment for them and I was lucky enough to catch a glimpse. That’s what it’s all about, if I had to sum up why I like this lifestyle with one image, it would be something like that. Then he made her lick his boots and that was pretty awesome too

Padme and Master Anakin played for quite a while, and from where I was it looked like she got quite a beating! Boy was her ass red when they eventually came back to the table!

We all sat and chatted some more, and watched some of the other people playing. Padme was busy telling me the names of people she knew, or that I might have heard her make reference to. It was nice to be able to put a few faces to names.

Eventually she begged Master Anakin to play a little more, and they set up on a spanking bench only a few feet from our table. I have to tell you, they play way heavier than anything I’ve ever done, and it was fascinating to watch. They were both clearly enjoying themselves though!

Once they were finally finished, we lingered a little longer, enjoying the atmosphere and then finally decided it was time to head home.

When we got back to their house we took some photos of our costumes and ate our cupcakes. NOM! Master Anakin had offered earlier to take the couch so that padme and I could sleep in their bed, but after their intense scene I thought it would be more polite to let him have his own bed. I also felt like I wanted to do some writing in my paper journal before I went to sleep, and I didn’t want to keep padme awake or seem rude. After they were upstairs in bed I scratched out a few pages of thoughts on the party that evening, and then fell asleep on the couch, which was very comfortable.

As an aside, it is funny to me in hindsight that I felt super comfortable around Master Anakin, even though I’d never met him before. I didn’t feel the least bit awkward walking around the house in just panties and a tank top (hopefully that didn’t make him feel awkward either). It’s just interesting how well I feel I know him after being best friends with his wife for so long and hearing so much about him, and talking online and on the phone a few times over the years.

Sunday morning came bright and early! Master Anakin made us some of the most delicious eggs I’ve ever eaten, and padme enjoyed a rare treat of not having to cook. It was just lovely sitting around the table having breakfast and coffee with them. One of my favorite moments of the trip really.

We all got cleaned up and dressed and I packed up my things. They wanted to take me to White Rock Beach before dropping me off at the airport that afternoon. The drive there was really nice, and just as I had wished, it was the one beautiful sunny day I had there. The whole time I had been saying that “I don’t care if it rains the whole time, as long as it’s nice on Sunday” because I really wanted to enjoy the beach. It was even warm enough to wear just a t-shirt.

They took me down to the pier and I looked out on the ocean. Even though I’d seen it other times on my trip, this was the first time I was close to it. “You know I haven’t seen the ocean in 10 years” I mentioned as we walked along. I actually hadn’t even realised that until just then. It made me sad in a way, because I love the ocean, I always have, and yet I rarely ever get to see it. Someday I’m going to live next to it though, it’s on my list.

Near the pier were a pair of seagulls, and one of them (the brown one) was really squawking and kept swimming in front of the other one and getting in his face and biting/pecking him. We watched them for a minute and then I said “Look, she’s hassling him, HA HA. Hmmm, reminds me of another brat I know” and I shot a meaningful look at padme. We all laughed at that, and padme gave me a hard time about getting her in trouble with Master Anakin a few times recently.

We took tons of photos. Master Anakin even snapped a picture of me taking a picture, which is so funny to me. He also took a picture of me the day before sending a photo to Aiden on my cell phone, LOL. I really appreciated that actually because I’m usually always the one holding the camera, so I hardly ever have photos of myself.

He took pictures of padme and I together at the pier. Then we went down to the beach and strolled along. They helped me collect shells and pretty rocks to take home with me.

529. Collect sea shells on the beach

It was a really wonderful time, and I never wanted it to end. I think I would be at the beach all the time if I lived closer. There is something so calming about the air and the waves.

After our walk on the beach we went for fish n chips at a place right there by the pier. The food was excellent, and we had a great conversation over our lunch. I knew it was getting closer to when I had to go, and as much as I missed Jack and Aiden and the kids, I was very sad to be leaving. I love Vancouver, I wish I could have stayed longer, but had my favorite people there too. Maybe some other time.

When we arrived at the airport some time later, they came in with me and we had a coffee together and watched the planes landing and taking off. Padme and I were both a little quieter, and the mood was a little sadder. Eventually they needed to go pick up their kiddos and I needed to get to my gate. We hugged goodbye, and I thanked them both profusely for their hospitality, and that was that. I went through security without issue and found my departure area. It seemed unreal that I was leaving when in many ways it felt like I’d only just gotten there. I missed padme and my siblings already, and it was painful to go.

The flight home was nice enough. I did some reading, worked on some writing for Aiden, and napped a little. When I landed in Toronto, I was glad that my luggage came down quickly. Aiden was waiting for me at the gate, although he had his back to the door, so I was able to sneak up and pinch his bum before he realized I was there.

It was so much colder in Toronto! I told him about my trip during the drive to my house, and then we talked about what he’d gotten up to over the weekend. I was happy to see him again, and I couldn’t wait to see Jack and the kids and my hounds.

I had such a good time on my trip, and I hope I don’t have to wait long to get back to Vancouver and the mountains and the ocean.

Once we were back at his place he set about attaching the new pieces of chain to his bed (I just handed him stuff) and then ordered me to strip.  I did as I was told, and then laid there cooperatively while he cuffed my wrists and ankles.  I only struggled a little while he clipped them to the chains (in my defence he was also biting me just then).  After he was satisfied that I wasn’t going anywhere he surprised me with a package of clothespins.  Oh goody.  He also got out the Wartenberg wheel, which I’d tossed into my toolbox without much thought, AND THEN foolishly told him “You can have that one, I have two”.  Unfortunately it’s one of his most favorite toys.

He spent well over an hour attaching clothespins to various parts of me, gauging my reaction to having them pinch skin in different areas.  Usually he would illicit at least a sharp intake of breath, if not a wriggle, or a yelp.  Just when a particular pin would begin to burn so badly that I began contemplating calling yellow, he would move it somewhere else.  The blood rushing back into the formerly compressed bits of flesh was more painful than the application.  He took great delight in flicking the ends of the clothespins while they were latched on to my sensitive areas.  I’m sure he was enjoyed all the gasping and whimpering I did.  He used the wheel to make me squirm and pull against the chains.

Eventually he removed all of the pins, one by one, very slowly, taking his time.  When he was finished I could only lay there for some moments, panting and feeling utterly lightheaded.  After he unchained me I had a quick shower and we got ourselves sorted out in preparation for going to the greyhound kennel, as I was due to volunteer that evening and he agreed to go along with me and help out with the dogs.

It was quite a drive, but I don’t mind long stretches in the car, and it gives one plenty of time for talking.  We arrived at the kennel a little early, as there are currently twice as many dogs than I usually deal with, so I wanted extra time to get them all outside and back in and bedded down for the night.

It was deafening walking in there with 40+ dogs barking like mad.  Aiden and I were both wishing that we’d brought earplugs, but we got to it and eventually they mostly quieted down.  Aiden isn’t nearly as animal-crazy as I am, but he had to admit that some of the hounds were really cute, and that he’d take one home if he could.

We let the dogs out in 2′s, and cleaned cages and picked up bowls and replaced blankets while they did their thing in the yard.  I had mostly asked him to come with me because I enjoy the company, and I wasn’t really expecting/demanding that he help me, but he did anyway.  It was good to have help, as it would have likely taken me three hours to do it all myself.  We were there over two hours as it was, and by the time we finished it was dark out.

Since my place was sort of on the way, we decided to stop in and say hi to Jack, so that he and Aiden could meet.  We hung out for a while, I made hamburgers since all of us were feeling peckish.  It seemed to go pretty well, even though neither of them were particularly talkative.  Eventually Jack decided that he was exhausted and wanted to get some sleep.  Aiden and I bid him a goodnight and drove back to his place.  It was somewhere around 3am or so by the time we got into bed.  I set my alarm and then fell asleep almost immediately.

I woke up a few minutes before my alarm in the morning.  This seems to have become a regular thing for me.  I set my alarm and my internal clock wakes me just before it goes off.  Aiden was still sleeping, so I shut off my phone before it went off and then snuggled up against him again.  An hour later we finally got up and had a shower together, but not before I sort of ‘accidentally’ left two rather large hickeys on his neck.  Mostly because I knew that his friends would tease him about it, and he’d already sentenced me to at least a week of not wearing any tank tops due to the bite marks.

He made me eggs for breakfast and we cuddled on his couch for a while after.  Then he decided we should go visit his mum and dad, who live very nearby.  As I mentioned in this post, I’ve never been introduced to the parents of any of my poly partners before, so I was kind of angsty over the idea.  Still, I was really quite excited that Aiden wanted me to meet them.  He asked me if I would mind taking off my wedding band, at least for the first meeting, so that he didn’t have to get into an explanation just then.  I didn’t mind, as I understand how it is with parents, and I’d rather not be around for that conversation when he eventually tells them the truth.

His parents are really nice people.  I especially like his mum.  We had coffee, and she gave us chocolate cake, NOM.  I did notice her looking at his neck a couple of times when we first got there, which made me cringe a little, but she didn’t say anything.

Aiden didn’t act any differently towards me at his parents either.  When we sat down in the living room he put his arm around me.  His mom and I ganged up on him a little and gave him a rough time, playfully of course.  When we got talking about some renovations he wants to do in his place and I volunteered to bring my tile saw and help him out, she seemed pleased.  I wanted to make a good impression, and I feel like I did.

We stayed and visited for a couple of hours, and then Aiden said he wanted to make me dinner but that we needed to go grocery shopping first.  His mum gave me a hug when we left, which is usually a good sign, and then off we went to do some shopping.

After picking up supplies for dinner we went back to his place and got started.  I don’t usually like cooking in other people’s kitchens, but it was fun.  It was also dinner time for his corn snake, who was waiting impatiently for his dead rats.  I really like reptiles so Aiden let me hold him while he gave his cage a quick cleaning and then he had his dinner.  Maybe I’ll have to actually remember to take a picture of him next time I’m there, he’s really pretty, even though I saw him just before a shed, so his colors were kind of dull.

After we’d finished our dinner, which turned out very tasty, I said that I should probably get ready to go.  Then I nibbled on his ear which apparently meant for him to push me into his bed and bite me all over, LOL.  Eventually, although very reluctantly, I managed to escape and he walked me out to the Nitro.

I talked to him later that evening online, to let him know that I’d made it home ok.

“My mom just called 5 minutes ago.  You’ll never guess what she wanted, LOL”

“Do tell!”

“To tell me that she thought you were pretty awesome.  She was like ‘That girl is cool.  She’s independent, and personable, and she does housework!‘ LOL”

So, go me!  Apparently she also told him that he should keep me, which hopefully he will, at least for the foreseeable future

All in all it was a really great weekend, and it was a nice break after the chaos of our trip and the beginning of a new school year.

Last night Aiden came out for the kink much and afterwards helped me cross something off of my list:

330. Have sex in the back of our Nitro

That story, however, will have to wait for another day.

Saturday at Tease was a mix of awesome and not so awesome.  First thing in the morning my period decided to make an appearance four days early.  Oh hooray, and I wasn’t at all prepared for it, which meant I had to drive to the nearest town to obtain supplies.

Unfortunately, my van had a flat.  Not sure how that happened, but I was thinking “For christ sake!  Could things get any more annoying today?”

A very kind stranger changed my tire for me, although it took some doing.  I was able to find my way into town, and to a drug store.  It was kind of weird being back in normal society after being completely immersed in kink for a couple of days.  I found myself wishing that I had reconsidered my choice of outfit (which consisted of a tank top and a shirt that just barely covered my rear end).  To late to turn back however!  I slunk in and out of there as fast as possible.

On the way out of town I grabbed a coffee from Tim’s and finally felt as though karma wasn’t trying to punish me for being a deviant.

That afternoon Deja generously offered to do a casting of my breasts.  As it was on my list, and the great outdoors is really the ideal situation in which to do it, due to the mess, I eagerly agreed.  The worst part was having to keep still after she’d begun applying wet, plaster-soaked strips to my front side.  The results were interesting, and it was a lot of fun, although it required a long shower afterwards to scrub off all of that plaster.

418. Have a part of my body casted

Once I was clean again, Aiden and I took in a workshop on Old Guard Leather, followed by dinner, and then the Dom/sub auction.  I hadn’t planned on bidding at all, and I mostly went to watch, but towards the end of the evening a rope suspension was up for grabs, and it’s on my list, so I bid.  Fortunately, nobody else seemed keen to purchase the services of the rigger in question, so I won!  It turned out to be the best $11 I ever spent

After the auction a group of us headed back to our camp site, where there was drumming.  Fortunately I had remembered to bring my drum, and so I spent the remainder of the evening by the fire playing.  It was already rather late by this time.  Aiden had gone off with the person who purchased him in the auction, and so after bidding everyone else good night, I headed to bed.  Sometime not long after Aiden crawled into bed as well, although I hardly remember if we talked because I was half-asleep.  It was my last night at Tease, so I wanted to be well-rested for Sunday.

Prior to Tease I’d been going through a long stretch of being generally disinterested in BDSM.  In fact I enquired into selling my Tease spot a few weeks beforehand, because I just didn’t think I was in the right mindset to go.  I’m glad that it was too late to transfer my place to someone else, because Tease was just what I needed to remind me that I need kink in my life, at least to some extent.  I’m thankful that I didn’t sell all of my gear the week before, like I had planned to (although I didn’t take any toys with me).  I’m especially glad that I ran into Aiden there, and that we hit it off as well as we did, and that he kept me company.

I wanted to pack up my stuff fairly early on Sunday, so as to be able to relax in the afternoon.  I had to leave by 7:30 that evening in order to make it to the greyhound kennel and fulfill my volunteering duties there, on my way home.  Aiden went to check out some workshops that I wasn’t really interested in, and I gathered up my gear and took down my tent. By the time I was finished afternoon had creeped up on me.

Arrangements for my suspension scene were made, and then Aiden and I met up for a History of Kink workshop that was really interesting.  If you ever have the opportunity to hear Viola Johnson speak, DO IT.  She’s absolutely fabulous.  I could literally listen to her talk all day long.

Following the workshop I had a shower and began mentally preparing for the suspension.  I’d heard that ‘rope space’ is different than the sub space brought on by other forms of play, so I wasn’t sure what to expect.

The process of creating a rope harness for the suspension took about 30-45 minutes by my estimation.  I really enjoyed the sensation of the rough hemp rope against my skin.  I’d never experienced such constrictive bondage (the rope has to be rather snug, for obvious reasons) and I loved ever minute of it.

The getting off the ground part was good for a giggle.  It’s a little unnerving lifting both feet of the ground and trusting that you are not going to fall.  I was suspended with my back to the ground, in a horizontal position.  Nothing fancy for my first time around, for good reason, as many people apparently decide they want to be let down again within 5 minutes.  Not me, however.  I stayed suspended for 45 minutes, and even then, the only reason I had to come down was that I needed time to load all of my stuff before leaving.

I can tell you that the sensation of being suspended like that is amazing.  The rope was tight, but not uncomfortable.  It’s a strange but wonderful feeling. Naturally some of my camp mates were unable to resist the lure of a naked girl, just hanging there, practically BEGGING to be tickled or pinched.  I did not object to their efforts, although there was some squealing and wriggling helplessly on my part.

I loved rope space.  I didn’t fully understand the attraction to rope before I had a chance to experience it for myself, and now I just hope that I can meet someone willing to do that to me on a regular basis.  When I finally set my feet on solid ground again I was wobbly.  I held onto the suspension ring until I felt more steady, and then I was able to sit down for a few moments until I was certain I could stand up without falling over.

It only took 10 minutes or so for the removal of all that rope.  Aiden came over and let me lean on him after I was completely untied, which I appreciated, as I still felt kind of out of it.

461. Try suspension bondage

After getting myself together and putting some clothes on I said goodbye to Aiden, who had to leave just then himself, and then gulped down some supper.  The rest of my camp mates went to the closing ceremonies while I tossed all of my camping gear into my van and headed for the dog kennels.

I don’t generally experience ‘sub drop’ after a scene, but Tease was different.  It was like spending 4 days in a different world.  A world where nobody judges you, and you’re free to do as you please, and to be so completely yourself.  It was painful to leave.  Going to the kennel gets to me at the best of times (but at the same time I love going there) but on that night I think I cried most of the time I was there.  I was alone, which was nice, so I just allowed myself to be emotional.

The days that followed Tease were kind of a blur.  I know I felt ‘off’ and I don’t think I felt properly rested until nearly the end of last week.  Despite the weirdness afterwards, I had such a good time at Tease I can’t imagine not going again next year.  This time I hope that Jack might be able to go with me, as I know he would enjoy himself too.

Friday morning at Tease dawned bright and early.  Fortunately my sore throat was nearly gone, so I was geared up and ready to go.

Most of the morning was spent watching the BDSM games, the Fox Hunt, and the Pony Games.  I won’t get into details, as I don’t want to violate the confidentiality agreement, but it was fantastic.  I think I might like very much to try pony play sometime.  I remember pretending to be a horse with my friends when we were all young and horse-crazy, and having raised horses myself for years, I know a good deal about training and behaviour.  Plus I think I’d make a very pretty pony girl

In the early afternoon I ran into a friend of mine who had just arrived.  We mainly stuck together for the rest of the day, wandering around camp, meeting new people.  Towards evening we sat down around the fire and shot the shit with some of the other campers.  As I still wasn’t feeling so hot I was debating heading to bed early when my friend (who needs a name…I think I’ll call him Aiden) and I were invited to do a scene.  Part of me really didn’t want to get naked in the chilly evening air, but the other part of me wanted to play.  You can guess which side won out

Aiden and I were cuffed together at the wrist, standing side by side, but facing opposite directions.  Then we were chained to trees by our other wrists.  It was really hot being tied to a tree like that, and it was my first scene with another bottom, which was a lot of fun.

273. Try outdoor bondage

There was a point when I was acting most unsubmissively, and one of the people I was playing with grabbed me by the throat.  Normally that is a very hard limit for me (for reasons that I don’t feel like sharing here) and about two seconds in, part of my brain was screaming “RED!  RED!” but I didn’t call the safeword.  Instead I reminded myself that I was completely safe, with people who care about me.  I was able to work past the initial fear, and then completely dropped into subspace, which was such an incredible experience.  It’s impossible to put into words what a HUGE moment that was for me.  It was the first time I think I’ve ever let anyone put their hands around my neck, aside from Jack.  It’s normally a rather serious trigger for me, and I still can’t believe that I didn’t totally freak out, but I’m so proud of myself for staying in the moment and not letting the past ruin something so wonderful.

The person in question, by the way, had no idea that it was a limit for me.  He would have never grabbed me like that had he known it could potentially upset me.

The scene was over far too soon, and after we’d had finished, we had a soak in the hot tub before bed. Since I had already grown tired of sleeping alone, I invited Aiden to sleep in my tent (in his own sleeping bag of course) and he accepted.

At first we lay awake talking for a while.  Then there was tickling and giggling and thrashing around (not sure how that got started) which led to stroking and petting.  For a moment I considered putting on the brakes, since you all know how weird I sometimes get when it comes to casual sex, but I didn’t want to say no, and what he was doing to my nipples felt soooooooo good.  I was still on an adrenalin high from the earlier scene and I’ll be honest, I just really wanted to get fucked.

The foreplay was just what I needed.  He licked and sucked my nipples while he rubbed my clit, and I’m sure I came in under ten minutes (I dunno, it could have been longer, my sense of time was not so good just then).  I’ve found that as I age, and the more orgasms I have, the longer they seem to last.  They’ve become stretched out, coming in waves rather than one short burst.  I have after-shocks now that may continue making me twitch in ecstasy for several minutes beyond the orgasm itself.  It’s quite fantastic really.

Once I’d caught my breath, still basking in the after-glow, I began ernestly stroking his cock.  He has a PA piercing, the first I’ve had a chance to play with.  He seemed to enjoy having the ring played with.  When he was good and hard I suggested we fuck, and after rounding up a condom, we were off to the races.

Unfortunately due to the required condom, I have no idea if a PA piercing does anything for me during intercourse, but the sex was really good at any rate.  Aiden is almost impossibly slender, and quite a bit taller than me, and I recall feeling his hip bones pressing into the backsides of my thighs while he thrust into me.  I also remember my hands on his shoulder blades and the way his muscles moved under my fingers.  It was hot.

After he’d come, to my memory, we fell asleep almost immediately.  At least I did.  It was far less lonely, and much easier to sleep, with another person in the bed.

The aches remaining from the fun I had serve as a nice reminder.  When I brush the outside of my thighs, the sore spots remind me of the rough hemp rope that was wrapped tightly around me.  The bruises on my back remind me of being chained between two trees.  The tan line left by my watch remind me of lounging in the sun naked or topless for hours.  I miss the freedom I found at camp.  It’s one of the few places where you can be completely yourself, and nobody judges you at all.

I arrived at camp late on Wednesday night, despite the fact that I had a sore throat, and had entertained thoughts of not going at all.  I set up our tent, which is larger than many apartments I’ve seen, and unpacked only what I needed for that night (bed, sleeping bags, etc) and made myself a cup of hot chocolate on the camp stove before crawling into bed.  It was the first time I’d ever gone camping alone.  I felt a little lonely, so I messaged Jack and Kade from the phone and they kept me company until I was ready to fall asleep.  Such sweet men I have in my life

46. Camp in a tent by myself for (at least) 1 night

Thursday morning came very early. I know I didn’t sleep well, and I still felt rather ill, but I drug myself up and spent the better part of the day getting the remainder of my things unloaded and set up. Next time I go I think I would like to arrive several days in advance so that I wouldn’t have to spend so much of the first day working out where things are going to go and how I’m going to organise camp.

473. Go to Tease

The other campers on my site arrived and we caught up on each others lives (I’ve been sort of laying low recently, and so they wanted to know what I’d been up to). It was wonderful seeing so many friends. I wandered around camp and ran into many familiar faces. I saw Varick there, which wasn’t a surprise, as I knew he would be attending. We said one “Hey” to each other the whole time I was there, and otherwise pretty much stayed away from each other. I noticed he avoided our camp area, despite the fact that I was camping with a good number of our mutual friends.

As I still had a rather sore throat, I took it easy on Thursday. I napped, hung around the camp fire, visited, and then went to bed early with another cup of hot chocolate. I chatted with Kade and Jack again before falling asleep, because it’s hard being sick with no one around to look after you.

Fortunately by Friday morning I was beginning to feel much better. The details from that day, which turned out to be very exciting, will have to wait until my next post.