| GLLA Day 2 |
[Aug. 27th, 2008|05:43 pm] |
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GLLA Day 2
Saturday was a fun day, until the post surgery depression kicked in. It was around 1pm, I had just gotten off my security detail and the IMAS cookout was going to start. The actual security detail was fun, I got flashed and kissed a number of times and saw some really sexy stuff. I knew I was going to have issues with being around all the food and stuff that I couldnt have so I was avoiding it and some people got the wrong idea and that upset me also. I did have a nice scene with a very nice subbie from a little north of here, I went through paddles, crops, the whip and a few other implements on her ass and generally made sure she wouldnt be sitting without thinking of me (and maybe cursing me) for a few days at least. I also got my shoes bootblacked by Tami, a very sexy girl and wonderful Bootblack. She did a very good job on my shoes, I am saving the jump boots for my own little subbie to do for the first time at least.
After the bootblacking and avoiding the best part of the cookout, I went and sat with some friends for part of the auction and took a few pictures. I am going to go through them and see if there are any I can put on here, I dont want to put anyone on the net without their permission. I also got to meet Molly Devon and get my copy of "Screw The Roses, Send Me The Thorns" autographed. That was a fine moment, she is a great woman. I wanted to talk some to her about the book but it was rather loud and we couldnt hear each other too well. It was about then that I realized, through the subbie, that I hadnt explained to a few people why I was avoiding the cookout and had potentially hurt some feelings so I hunted the people down and talked to them and set things right. I need to think about stuff like that more in the future, it didnt help the depression any, I spent random parts of the day and night crying and feeling very bad about things, totally unable to stop either action. It was weird. I was warned about it but didnt expect it, probably a bad idea since I have been battling depression for a long time anyway. I see some serious support group attendance in my future, there are a few I am eligible for now.
On to happier subjects. I was still a bit sore from all the swimming I had done on Friday night so I didnt push it by going in on Saturday but I did hang around the pool a little and watch people having fun. There were so many people to talk to, it was almost never boring. Min and I had a few great discussions on the most mundane of subjects and then had more than one walk by exchange that has convinced me that he is a rare man, he has a sense of humor about like mine. I love that. Sarah9380 and her hubby Marvin were also around all weekend, it was their first wedding anniversary and 6 month anniversary of adding Fluffthebunny to their world. They were amazing people before they met Fluff and she has only added to the mix. I also met a few Bootblacks, including a very nice guy named Henry who showed me some lace in zippers that I will be investigating getting for my boots. Gabriel was also here and there and is a really cute leather guy who gave me a kiss and stabbed be with his goatee. I never got to tease him about that though. I made a bunch of new friends this year and am sad to not be around them anymore. Next year should be another blast.
Later in the evening, the subbie and I had a really nice scene. She had come up with the idea to cuff her across the table earlier and I tried it out with some new nylon cuffs and it worked quite well. The addition of a pillow for her to put her head on made it a nice place to scene. I started out with a few paddles, one leather and the rest wood and a little too heavy for warming up. I then tried out a new toy. I have written before about the alien fingers, a rubber branchy looking thing attached to a plastic handle. It gives a ton of sting for very little effort. Well, this year they had a new version, it was four of the toys mounted to one handle. OUCH! Ir worked very well and got some nice noises out of her. Then I moved on to the whip, a few canes and some of the other more ass friendly toys. It was an ass destroying sort of weekend, which I was fine with since I felt like being mean to an ass instead of a back. I cant explain why, its just a mood that hits me at times. I love my whip, I learned how to properly break it in and its working nicer than before and left some very nice marks on the subbie. One of these days I will work her back with it and take some pictures of the marks.
Speaking of pictures, the camera my dad sent me is beautiful. I need a larger memory card for it and have been pricing both Sony Memory Sticks and Compact Flash cards but both are reasonably priced and will be no trouble to get. its pretty easy to use in basic mode and has a lot of other modes to learn about and create with. I see a lot of good photography in my future with this thing.
Saturday night was a good night to be in the dungeon early. Master Nick and his toy had an incredible scene of the variety that I have seen only them do. He tied her to a whipping post and cut her clothes off piece by piece. Using various knives, including a nice switchblade, he pulled her around and talked to her and cut all of her clothes off. In between cuts he used a crop and another toy I think, I cant really remember it was so hot. I would very much like to try this one dy and learn a lot more about knife play.
Late Saturday night was Marvin and Sarah's anniversary get together, and a good time was had. Pony kept falling out of her top (allegedly falling that is) and Cricket once again doomed us all to a special level of Hell by staying in her top so all was well with the world, or at least normal. :) There was cake, which I didnt have, and a weird flavor of Doritos, which I tried one and found to be very good so I moved away from them. I got lucky and it didnt make me sick. Min made a very nice and touching toast and we all drank to the happy couple and wished them another great year.
After the celebration, we wandered around for a bit and said hello to friends both new and old and then decided it was time for bed. The depression hit again right at bedtime and I had a rough time getting to sleep but eventually drifted off still worrying that I was missing something. I dont think I ever did really miss anything, but I was wondering about that the whole weekend :)
One more day to go and it was a short one, Sunday will be covered in the next entry |
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