Tea Time

The teahouse has always been mindnumbing in a lot of ways. i enjoy it in that i don't have to put up with much there, but thats part of the problem. Nothing much happens there.

Until last Thursday.

Standing around explaining to yet another person that because my kink doesn't agree with them does not make it wrong, bad, or evil, my messages lit up. A cute hello. Of course, i had to look and see who it was first (always the superficial one). And there She was. Beautiful. Elegant. Standing out from the crowd and standing right near me. It's so funny how you can still react like a schoolgirl in a pixilated place, but She does that.

i tried my best to keep my cool, but it was difficult. i wanted to go home with Her right then and there. Still reeling from having left Miss, i knew it wasn't best. And throwing myself wantonly at Her was not even in the realm of possibility. She isn't one who simple rolls around for a while. She exuded something entirely different. Captivating to me. Completely.

We talked for a long time. Casually. The dance commencing. And made plans to talk later. I couldn't wait. My mind was buzzing with possibilities.

No wonder i need to be tied up and gagged so often. ;)

Trouble arrives in a limo