We were three hours into our conversation. A good bottle of Sancerre held just a few drops; our wine glasses were cloudy with fingerprints. Mid-sentence, I stood up and kept talking as I walked across the room, grabbed a wee pad and spread it on the carpet near us. “Stand up. Lie down,” I said, … Read More
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Spring Can Really Hang You Up the Most
One of my blog readers sent me an MP3 of Betty Carter singing this after my Happy Spring post. I should have been playing it last night when I finally got to break in my new springs. What you’re seeing here is the bottom in a Fetters suspendable, leather lined sleep sack, then wrapped in … Read More
Happy Spring!
This week, I was the giddy recipient of two dozen, heavy duty garage springs, courtesy of a very, very special man who’d heard about my interest in spring suspension, similar to the stuff seen on JG Leather’s site, pictured at the right. I’d been experimenting with some tighter, shorter springs, attaching them to my strap … Read More
Hoover
A long-time scene friend was sitting at my kitchen table a few weeks ago. I fixed some popcorn and tea to munch and sip while we caught up. When he’d say something saucy or outrageous, I’d peg him with a kernel. Popcorn crumbs sprinkled the hardwood floor like snow. He sighed, “I always wondered what … Read More
Good Discipline
In his personal life, STS is a domestic discipline Top (and he’s a right fit Englishman, to boot) but as my client he bottoms to me for single tail scenes. Often after our sessions, we’ll have a glass of wine while the fires on his back bank down to a warm glow and he’ll tell … Read More