Current Wardrobe: Red spaghetti strap shirt, long black velvet skirt, black g-string, thin black socks, dark black leather clogs - hair up
I just got two gifts in the mail - and my birthday isn’t until November 11th… I am certainly the luckiest girl in the world *blushes*
First of all I would just like to give a special sincere thank you to a wonderful man who melted my heart. I just got a package in the mail from a very sweet man who got me a music video dvd called “Live at the El Mocambo” by Stevie Ray Vaughn and Double Trouble and I listened to it for hours and hours and hours yesterday with MUCH appreciation. What a kind hearted person to get that for me! Also, he got me something that wasn’t even on my wish list that was on Amazon (hey I didn’t even know you could DO that - but I was SOOO happy he did!) — he got me a book called “The Art of Loving” by Erich Fromm. Wow, what an intense book, and much needed! I took an hour long bubble bath last night and cuddled with the book and learned a lot about the art of love. A passage I liked — “In contrast to both types of love is erotic love; it is the craving for complete fusion, for union with another person. It is by its very nature exclusive and not universal; it is also perhaps the most deceptive form of love there is.” HOW TRUE! So…. for you sweet wonderful man - who is both an excellent stepfather, an excellent next-door rapist, and also the man who pleasures my precious feet…. THANK YOU *sends sweet kisses*
Last night I decided to go to the clubs in San Diego and have a little fun on a Friday night. It wasn’t a regular club, it was an alternative-lifestyle club called The Brass Rail. It was AMAZING! I went with my sister and we stood in line outside of the club for like 20 minutes just to get in the place, but it was well worth it! We walked in after paying $7 each, stamped our hands in blacklight ink and the ENTIRE place was pitch black with blacklights and halloween stuff everywhere. And no matter where you looked there were people dancing. Usually you go to a club and maybe 20 or 30 people are dancing, not this place. EVERYONE danced! We were all wall-to-wall people, everyone bumping against everyone, both on the dance floor and off, there were people humping on the pool tables and bar stools, and I had an amazing time there.
I was wearing a short black leather skirt, and a white see-thru shirt with a black bra underneath. It looked really cool with the blacklights on it. I also wore my knee high black leather boots which I must say, was the perfect choice for the evening because so many people commented on them. See? Other people have foot fetishes too! I had never been to a “gay” club before. And notice I use the word gay in quotation marks, that’s because I don’t like labels on people. I don’t classify people as gay or straight… I would rather call them “open.”
There were guys dressed as girls, girls dressed as guys, guys on guys, girls on girls, guys on girls, you name it - it was ALL there. There were mostly black people, and almost everyone else was hispanic, with maybe a handful of white people. I am half-Latina but look very white, and I must say - I really felt at home there. I felt open with myself and not so shy. A lot of you know how reserved and shy I am at clubs, I tend to just wait to be approached… well not last night. I approached everyone, every gender, every ethnic, and I had a blast!
For hours and hours I danced and danced, so much sweat, so much fun, so many people! It was a first time for me in a place like that and it certainly won’t be the last. I got down and dirty on the dance floor with several girls, and a few bi AND gay guys danced REALLY hot with me. YOU KNOW WHAT??? GAY CLUBS ARE SOOOOOO MUCH BETTER THAN STRAIGHT CLUBS! The music is better, the people dance hotter, there is much more openness, and no one looks at you funny if you can’t dance. Some people danced terrible and they still looked good. I must say, I LOVE to dance, I have a fantastic time dancing for hours.
At the end of the night when the club closed, I was outside leaning against the wall and met a guy named Fredo who was in the mood to have a threesome. He had never been with a guy before, but wanted to have a couple join him in bed. He never ended up going home with anyone, but me and him shared a kiss on the sidewalk. He asked me if he could follow me home, but I politely told him no. I mean, he tasted like beer and an ashtray. Good luck man.
So even though I came home alone, I left with my dignity. I could have easily gotten laid, had a one-night-stand and never hear from the guy again… or I could politely pass and wait till I find someone I am physically and emotionally attracted to.
I heard that there are two more clubs that are within a few blocks of that one - one is called The Flame - which is an alternative lifestyle lesbian club… and then there is a place called Numbers which is mostly geared towards men (unless lesbian night). I would go there next weekend, but I will be in Sacramento at a halloween party. (Don’t worry guys, I will be forwarding my phone so I can still take calls up there in one of the private rooms - and maybe I will actually be with another guy or girl when you call!)
Shoutouts:
Laughed at a guy with a four-incher (how adorable is that?), had a cuckold call with a guy who licked my boyfriend’s ass and helped us get ready for our date, gave one sexy man a HOT blowjob and let him blow his load all in my mouth (he was SO yummy too), fucked a man cause I desperately needed a place to sleep but couldn’t afford rent, was an obedient fuck slave for one dominating man, made sweet love to my wonderful Montreal lover, and then fucked a pantyboy with a vibrator and put a cock ring around him….. love you all!!! *sends kisses*
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