readying for Seattle

On the tall back, black bondage chair in my bedroom is a suitcase and today I've managed to pack my clothes for my trip to Seattle this weekend in it. On the medical table in my room is another open suitcase, which contains the supplies necessary to teach my Private Parts, Genital Play class at The Wet Spot on Sunday. Another pile on the floor, soon to be in my pink Tinkerbell suitcase is the mountain of toys that I'm taking for the play party and any private opportunities that may come my way after my presentation at the Queer Femme Conference.

I'm leaving tomorrow early afternoon hopefully so as to make it to Seattle in time for dinner. I've got a dinner date at 7 with S. and he's promised a surprise after dinner so of course I'm eager to see him and to find out what he has got up his sleeve. We've been friends / play partners for years now. Truth be told, it was Allena who hooked him and I up and our friendship and interest in one another has never wavered over the years. Having a friend like this is a gift and I treat him as such. We'll end up talking till all hours of the morning and then sleep a dead sleep together until he wakes me up with a promised breakfast. I'm loving the sounds of this already. Some else taking care of breakfast, wow! What a great way to start a Saturday.

This afternoon after I pick my daughter up from her after school class I've got to get my car vacuumed out so it can be loaded up with all my gear. Yes, it takes an entire other suitcase for me to pack all the Sex & BDSM toys and bondage gear that I plan on taking. Jim says I'm to tidy but really it's just that I can't think straight if there is a mess around me in anything! Once we get back, the new guy, the one that I'd kissed for the first time a couple of weeks back is stopping by with a few things for my trip. A man whose going out of his way to do something for me on a work day, damn I find this sexy. Then again he is very cute himself and today I've been promised that he'll be in uniform and since I've yet to see this, I must admit that I'm a tad bit eager for the visual of him. Yummy eye candy, this is what I should have every day as a 5:30 treat!

I need to write a 5-7 minute intro piece on myself and I've yet to accomplish it even though it's been on my mind for weeks now. It's been escaping me. As I typed this it dawned on me that I can write my intro speech while I'm driving the I5 down to Seattle tomorrow, then it will be ready for Saturdays plenary, oh lucky me.

Today I even managed to catch Midori for half an hour on the phone and we were able to plan more of her August visit. Not only will Midori be teaching two exciting workshops for Libido Events this August but also we'll be hosting Dine With The Diva again. A private dinner opportunity and a chance to listen while Midori reads excerpts from her new book "Wild Side Sex: The Book Of Kink" Limited seating for this dinner and a chance to hear the author herself read you her sexy works!

Once my copy of Wild Side Sex arrives, seeing as Midoris publisher is sending me a promo copy this week, I'll keep it on the bedside table and try my best to keep the pages from getting stuck together while I read it. I promise to read the short stories and essays as quickly as possible with one hand holding the book and the other on my Hitatchi Magic Wand. You just know that from Midori, the book is going to be an excellent one.

It's time for me to head back to packing so it is finished before my daughter gets home and also because I need to put away the adult stuff before anyone else shows up at my door. Although I do not hide who or what I am, I try to remember and practice two ideas:

1. don't scare the villagers
2. keep my business my own; personal and professional

Jim is away again in Olympia for a few days and Allena is eager to get me to her on Saturday.

And in case you ever wondered what type of man my Daddy is, here is an example. He sent Bella and I email today that said that neither her nor I were allowed to orgasm this weekend UNTIL each of us had given a stranger an orgasm first. He likes to call us (his girls) when he send us on missions like this, his Ambassadors of Joy. And since our family word is Joy and we want to keep our Daddy happy, and both Allena and I would like to orgasm again some time, you can well imagine that we will be giving an orgasm to someone over the weekend who we do not know. My plan is to give the first woman in an elevator that I can find and convince a great big huge, juicy orgasm. Then I'll give her a pink Libido Events flyer, a free sample of lube, a pat on the head, push my floor button and hopefully get off soon. The elevator silly, not an orgasm.

till later

Jennifer

where does the time go

It's been a long day today as my sleep last night was cut short with my heading out late for a trip to downtown Vancouver. At 7 last night I decided to head in the city to get some work tended to and work that I could only complete in a bookstore. Off I headed to Little Sisters Book Store, where I spent the better part of two hours researching the project I was working on while sitting cross legged on their bookstore floor. Little Sisters is not just a book store but also an art emporium and over the years have even sponsored some of the events I've hosted with authors and erotic artists.

By the time I departed Little Sisters, I was in need of a cold drink and a seat with more padding then the floor. Seeing as I had already found good parking on Davie Street, I left my car where it was walked across the street and up a block and went to Pumpjacks, a local leather bar. With a cold coke in hand, and a bowl of peanuts, I grabbed myself a seat at the end of the long bar and sat and watched men cruise one another for about 10 minutes before someone I knew came over to say hello.

It's always good to catch up with someone unexpected and that is just what happened last night. Myself and an old acquaintance spent time chatting and making just a tad bit more than small talk. Weird how priorities can change so quickly and how friendships can be made or destroyed in a blink of an eye. We talked for almost 2 hours before I walked him home, then turned myself around and walked back to my car and drove myself out of the city.

I had every intention of coming straight home, but on my way decide to stop in at Lick, a local womens bar to see what was going on. Spent three minutes with my head stuck inside before deciding that I should just go home, the music was to loud for my mood and I really wasn't interested in anyone in the room immediately. Driving along Hastings trying to get home and my mind goes, BING! James should be home and would love a booty call at this hour, let's stop in and see him. Pull up to James house and with his car not in sight, my heart sinks knowing he's not home. I grab the cell and promptly leave him a message....

James, it's me Jennifer and it's just before midnight and I'm sitting at your front door, calling you for a booty call my friend.

Now I know that when James does get this message he's going to be feeling guilty about missing out on this opportunity for some late night loving but it's ok. James and I are good friends and when the opportunity is right, all the stars will just line up in heaven and we'll have a great time and it won't be a stretch to make happen at all. I figure anything that is not meant to be will just make itself to difficult to bring to fruition, so I only play when it's easy and fun. Today just to be nasty, I phone James, and teased him about missing his second booty call from me in two weeks.

Kara came by after work yesterday and before I headed out and we spent an hour and a half in my bedroom talking. She's not seen my new strap-on so I had to put it on for her. Then once I got in, no joke, the woman couldn't keep her eyes off my cock and the sexy smile from her parted lips. Finally as I stood stroking myself and talking to Kara I asked her if she wanted to touch my cock. With a huge breath of air inhaled, her eyes meeting mine square on, and she says,

"Uh huh, I want to touch your cock, oh please, yes"

and then suddenly there she is extending her hand and grabbing a hold of this extension of me and exploring this new cock that is going to bring her to heights of ecstasy that differ from anything else that we do. I know in this minute why Kara is my bottom. She is my bottom because she recognizes that in my life that is her place and it is where she feels the most valued and loved. Eager to please her, just as much as she is to please me, I know that one day when she least expects it, that we'll fuck with this new toy and love another in a whole new way too. A smile forms on my lips and extends to my cheeks and eyes as I fall in lust both with Kara and my new strap-on all over again.

I did sleep last night although at what time my head hit the pillow I'm uncertain but it was around 2 this morning. And seeing as I was up 5 hours later at 7 working on the computer, I know understand why I'm so tired as I type this.

I'd phoned my Daddy late late last night and told him about everything I'd been up to. Today my Daddy emailed me this:

This pre-booty call agreement (hereinafter referred to as the "Agreement") is entered into on the _______(DD/MM/YY) by ___________ (fill in name) and _____________ (fill in name).

This agreement shall cover the following rules and principles:
1. No sleeping over -- unless it is very good and we need to repeat it in the morning.
2. No meeting in public except for dinner or drinks before the events of the evening.
3. No calls before 9pm -- we don't have anything to talk about.
4. None of that "lovemaking" crap -- only sex allowed...
5. No emotional discussions (i.e. Where are we heading with this? Do you love me?) The answer is no, so don't ask.
6. No plans made in advance -- that is why you are called the "backup," unless you're from out-of-town, then it's only a one-time advanced arrangement.
7. All gifts accepted -- including money.
8. No baby talk -- however, dirty talk is encouraged.
9. No asking for comparisons with former lovers -- it's really none of your damn business.
10. No calling each other "friends with privileges," we are not friends, just bed buddies.
11. Calling out the wrong name during sex is okay -- don't be offended.
12. No extra clothing -- I don't want you leaving anything behind when you leave.
13. No falling asleep right after sex -- it's over, so get up, get dressed and go home.
14. Don't be offended if I don't ask if you enjoyed it -- I don't care.
15. You cannot borrow my car for any reason.
16. If anyone asks who you are, the standard response will be: "My roommate's girlfriend/boyfriend."
17. Doggie style is the preferred position -- the less eye contact, the better.
18. NO condoms, NO sex.
19. Bring your own drink -- I am not a liquor store.
20. No phone use, please -- I don't want anyone calling back looking for you.
21. If going to a hotel room, we either split the cost, or alternate who's paying... you pay this time, I pay next.
22. Don't bring any of your friends with you, unless they're gonna join the party.

* Extra tip for successful booty calls: The aforementioned rules may only be altered by the holder of the agreement. If the other party attempts to change or alter any terms of this Agreement, it will automatically become null and void, and you will then be removed from the Booty Call List and deleted from phone memory and e-mail list. In otherwords, you will be blocked from all communications until you understand the rules.

Participating Party:
Signature:_______________________________________
Date: ________________

Participating Party:
Signature:_______________________________________
Date: ________________

Must get to sleep now as tomorrow is two days rolled in to one again PLUS I need to ready for both of my Seattle presentations. And tonight has my daughter in my bed as I'm a pushover and agreed to this on a school night. She cuddles so good that I figure I might as well squeeze as much cuddling as I can out of her now while she's home with me.

I'm not only poly and proud but also a mother and proud.

Jennifer

naked with Serchuk at midnight

Four of us went out for Chinese food at 10:15 last night as we were all famished following the erotic slide show. It was nice to talk and unwind after the event as we ate a late dinner together. Shortly after midnight we returned home, Michele settled in to her room while I went and spent 2 minutes trying to come up with an idea for some clothing or props to use while being photographed by her.

Michele likes to shoot femmes and apparently I fit into that femme box. Lucky me. We shot on the sofa in my living room and on the living room floor. It was a different experience for me having my photo taken by a woman. Different energy to play with and Michele's energy is as beautifully sexy as is she.


Wearing nothing but a pair of above the elbow black opera gloves and a pair of glossy black, thigh high 6 inch stiletto heeled lace up the back boots I presented myself to Michele. As quickly as I'd presented myself to her, out came her camera and her sly smile as she gave me the once over for the first time! Shooting for a short while only yet it was easy to be naked for her and to move in front of her camera. I'm flattered as well that Michele has asked to photograph me again. Hopefully the images we create together will be strong and passionate. Already I'm eager to see what look she captured of mine last night and put her camera magic too as we talked and shot into the wee hours of the morning. Her on a natural high from her successful & thrilling slide presentation and me elated at the chance to work with yet another accomplished photographer and artist and to bring that art to Vancouver's sex positive communities as Libido Events.

As soon as I get copies of the jpegs from Michele, I'll post one or two here so you can have a peek at what we did together.

Kara, under orders, did wear a skirt a last night and also followed my other request of her as well. She was walking ahead of me, going up on some stairs last night and I was pleased at myself at having the forethought to have her wear an (above the knee length) skirt for me at this event, so I would have some "live" eye candy and not just that on the screen.

This morning we were up at 5:45 so that Michele could head home to New York. My Daddy is driving her down to Sea Tac as I type this so she can make her 11am flight. Isn't my Daddy the best for driving Michele to the airport in Seattle? You bet he is, he's my hero. Eventually, when I put some clothes on, it will be time to unload my car of all the remains from last night event. And the post event clean up must be done when my child is in school or not otherwise home - as that is my parental line. Then to return everything that was borrowed to it's rightful owners, because it takes much to make an event like last nights go off so smoothly. Thank goodness I have both wonderful volunteers and good friends because I certainly couldn't do it all alone.

Sitting on my desk top here in my office, is a gift from Michele. A print of hers which is a photo of Midori in latex. It's a really dreamy sensuous print and it's signed by Michele so when Midori is here presenting for me again in August, I'll get her to put her signature on it as well. My plan is to hang it alongside my Gatewood, Steinberg, Nitke and other works that I've got hanging through out my home that I've collected over time. (other art I own is kept under lock and key & not hung yet because of my daughters age)

I'm exhausted already and the day hasn't even really begun yet. There is a pile of work in my in box, my daughter has a friend over after school and we're going swimming together and some where along the way I need to shop and pick up some groceries.

Today may well just be a nap day and what I could really use right now is good long body massage.

Jennifer

Michele Serchuk slide show

In a few short hours Michele will here presenting her only Vancouver show, an erotic slide show; Photo Tales From the Photo Diva for Libido Events. I spent last night readying for the event and today is just last minute running around and final parental responsibilities for me now before I head out the door.

Since Michele is staying here with me, my daughter will be away overnight at her dads tonight and he will be taking her to school in the morning. (her 4 day weekend is over, ha) Shortly I'll be leaving the house to pick up some cases of bottled water, do some photo copying and drop off my daughter. From there I'll grab some petty cash and head to the venue.

Cleaned house this morning and made the place ready for my guest. I personally thrive in order, structure and routine. We won't be getting in until at least 10:30 tonight and Michele has to be at Sea Tac airport at 7 in the morning so the count down has begun on the big old time cruch for this visit.


The 3 of us, Jim, child and I did actually head out to the Hyack Festival yesterday as the rain would stop for awhile and then start again. Thankfully the rain held off while we were at Queens Park attending the carnvial. $18 for a sheet of ride tickets (that only got her on 5 rides) and off to the Octopus we headed for the first ride. Later over my shoulder, my Daddy handed me a great big bag of all PINK cotton candy. A surprise and a sugary sweet surprise too, yummy! My favorite and count on my Daddy to remember. And we even made it to MetroTown to get my new cell phone cover put on. Damn if it isn't pink too and sparkly as well. It's been said that if it's shiny and bright I'm drawn to it!

Kara is at tonights event and as she was with her partner S all weekend, I've not had the chance to see or talk to her much at all. I emailed Kara a few days ago about my evil plans for her tonight - all she really knows is that she has been told to wear a skirt. The rest, as Kara is much used to, is now, just up to my whim and desires

Time for 5 minutes of girl time in front of a mirror before leaving for the day...

Jennifer

how it all changed

The past few days have just flown by as I've been so immersed in work. It had been my intention to go to both a swingers dance and an S/m party on Saturday night but it never happened for me. After two very long days of work it was time for a night in and this is where I stayed.

There had been no school on Friday as it was a Pro d day for my daughter and since I was working, she spent it with a friend, thus removing some of my mother guilt. By Saturday night my poor child was ready for a night in with her mother and that is exactly what she got. Well almost anyways.

Jim came up last night and the three of us went to Cactus Club for a late dinner and didn't return home till 9:45pm. At 10:30 after the child went to bed, we too promptly turned off all the house lights and went to sleep. There really wasn't even that much talking as we went to bed aside from my usual grumbles to my Daddy. "Can we cuddle like this? No, like this! Yes, I'm your girl, your my Daddy, I love you and you own me." wiggle in to the best, warm, hairy spot on my Daddy's shoulder and off I went to sleep, happily!

Next, I awoke to the sound of loud snoring in my ear. Actually, I should rephrase that and say, I was woken up by the sound of very loud snoring filling the room and the time was 4:12 am and I could not believe it. It's hard to believe that my Daddy, can make noises like that. Finally at 5:21 I asked to get out of bed and that is when I started my day today on the computer, leaving him behind to snore.

Last night was supposed to have Jim and I visiting with another couple from Seattle that we know who were up for the night and we were going to meet up at Rascals. It was also to be a night that I was going to be able to be not only suspended in rope bondage but also flung around some and otherwise roughed up. Normally I'd feel left out to have missed the opportunity to have some needs met sexually, physically, emotionally but you know what? I was so tired that it just didn't matter any more. And I've been around long enough to know and believe that there will always be another party and another event in this city, or yup, even another play opportunity.

It's already just before noon and everyone is up in the house now. We had planned on hitting an out door carnival today, but with all the buckets of rain falling from the sky this is just not going to happen. I'm thinking that today would be a good day to go to Metrotown to have my new cell phone cover put on my phone seeing as the store has to do it and not the consumer. Might as well let them fight with it to get it on correctly. For Mothers Day I got a new hot pink cover for my Fido which hopefully will prevent me from misplacing it so often.

My daughter is not so happy at this moment, the fair, cotton candy and some rides is really what she had her heart set on today and there is nothing playing at the local theaters that she would enjoy either. I've got a mail out to do about tomorrow Michele Serchuk Erotic slide show - Photo Tales With the Photo Diva at Libido Events, and also a home that always needs something tended to, a meal cooked, laundry done or the phone answered.

Allena and I are finally getting to spend some girl time together next weekend when I'm down with her in Seattle and this is something that I'm looking forward to a lot. I guess I should start plotting soon how I am going to make next weekend happen. I'm teaching twice in Seattle, once at The Wet Spot on Genital Play and once at the Queer Femme Conference on Feminity and Bi Sexuality. Also have plans on attending a play party, doing a photo shoot and spending time with my Bella. We never seem to get enough of one another what with the drive between us, our work commitments and my need to remain close to home often as Mom.

Time to motivate everyone to get a move on, I'm often the one around here to give people a kick in the pants to get them started....

Jennifer