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10:45PM - Friday November 26, 2004 So, I survived, and yes, he did come up on the bus the next day, but it took me a little bit to come out of my funk even after he'd arrived. I don't know why. It was really strange. Anyway, he proceeded to completely take my mind off any residual sadness by amazingly fucking me three times Saturday afternoon! I don't know what got into that boy, but man! I was a limp dishrag afterwards. Wow. The burlesque show was awesome, even though we happened to have tickets to go on the stormiest night of the year since the blizzard that dumped 97cm on us this January. Our first winter storm, and where are we going? To a burlesque show, dressed in our finest underwear. Yay! It took us 45 minutes to get a cab, but we got one, and when we got there we could go right in. The beer was cheap and plentiful, and there were condoms and blow job mints on the seats for little gifties. And I got more free condoms for being a dork and being the first person to yell out what one of Planned Parenthood’s free services were. I got many compliments on my sex-ay black velvet halter that I was wearing, and I danced a whole bunch during intermission, and laughed with Awen, Cat, Coyote, Butch and Roomie. There was some unpleasantness near the end of the evening--Butch dumped beer on Kryptonite's leg, for some reason known only to her. It wasn't even accidental. He was understandably quite angry, and if it had been someone other than Deb, I think there would have been a fight. As it was, I just brought him another beer he could drink while he dried off. He was REALLY quite wet. He encouraged me to go up and dance, which I did, and eventually, Mermaid, Roomie, Butch, Kryptonite and I all piled into Mermaid's jeep and went to the after party. I ended up driving because everyone else was quite drunk. The roads were REALLY terrible--Butch wanted to be dropped off home, so I fishtailed down the hill, then we went back to the party. It wasn't really to our tastes, so after an hour, we went home. (Oh! I tried to smuggle in my flask, and the security searched my purse--the security guard tried to keep my flask at the end of the night, but I got it back.) We got up extra-early on Sunday because the weather was so terrible that we were afraid the buses wouldn't be running and stuff. We even watched the weather channel to check things out. Kryptonite made his bus okay, but around four in the afternoon I got a woeful call: "I should have stayed there! There's no power here, which means no water and no heat." And he had no way back up really, not wanting to spend more money on a bus. However, I got a call from Britt, and she was coming up to pick her husband up at the airport and wanted to come and hang out at my place and have a shower because THEY didn't have power either. Heh heh heh. The gears of mind slowly turned, and I ended up arranging for Britt to pick Kryptonite up on the way here. He brought his Xbox and his laptop, and he was set. Dude, we went out for sushi, that's how glad he was to be back. It was really lovely to have him for a couple of extra days after all that trauma and disappointment on Friday. He enjoyed it, too--he was disappointed when his town got their power back late Monday night/early Tuesday morning and he had to go home that afternoon. Boo. Oh well, it was a lovely interlude, lots of sex, lots of other quality time, too. Gods, I really love that man. *smile* Pasties and a G-string, beer and a shot...
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