the life and musings of a kinky slut
She chose her name to be Ummwhatever. She didn’t know what to choose when she signed up, so it seemed fitting. She entered our class late, but we didn’t mind. We asked if she wanted to introduce herself; she declined. As we talked about getting the most out of our event, the roadblocks we all […]
“Ah… fuck me!” When my alarm woke me up from my nap, I was grumpy. For a moment, I didn’t remember where I was. For a moment, all I knew was that I wanted to go back to sleep. And then I remembered I was at Shibaricon. And then I remembered I was going to […]
“Thank you to…”“I just wanted to say…”“That demo bottom for…”To end our Ropen Space, there was a time for anyone to thank whomever for whatever. As people walked up to the microphones, naming individuals who were inspired by their passions, my thank you happened to be easy to give. Scotty, who co-presenter Cigar Play with […]
“Is there anything else you could use to wet the cigar?”“Why yes, there is.” It had been on my mind for quite some time. Would I? Could I? Should I? I’d even thought of a fun name, spunky and cute, yah know like me. But then came the nerves. The self doubt.I’ll just be a […]
In the middle of my Ropen Space, I found myself drawn to a large circle of people in the main room. As part of the unconference process, this open area was kept in case a class ran long and needed more time. For Lochai’s Community Building discussion, the space was invaluable. I had not attended […]
Since it was to be a day of back-to-back classes, I dressed as School Gir: green Gir collared t-shirt with a tie, Gir hot pants, my Zim jacket, my Gir lanyard, a pair of black thigh high socks, and my black Vans. Heading down stairs, I was more than excited. It felt like I was […]
“I like the French. They taste like chicken.” “Don’t mind me; I’ll do this til I die.” “Oh honey, you’ll never fit in that.” “Our short sash marriage has included you judging me, and leaving me… and you didn’t even give me any flowers.” “Everyone knows International Mr. BootBlack is treated like the red headed […]
“You’ve lost weight.” – Murphy, with a smile, after our second hug of Shibaricon “Well either you’re still exercising or you’ve seriously decreased your calories.” – Slut, on our way to registration “Where have you gone? You’re disappearing… Well, not all of you is gone.” – Gray, sliding his hand around my stomach, then ending […]
I could feel it gradually building, waxing and waning throughout my Ropen Space day. I could hear her, just on the edge of my fun, just beyond the chorus of beautiful voices I listened to on Friday. She was patient. I finally, really, heard her when classes were over. Few others were in the room. […]