on holidays

In a few short hours I will be off with my daughter for 3 days of holidays in a centrally located rental condo in the heart of Whistler. Taking a break from everything to spend time with my daughter before school goes back in a few weeks is just what her and I both need.

This is time that I'm really looking forward to, alone time with my daughter and all I have to concentrate on is being a mother. Let me tell you about my not so little, little girl... (whose 11 years old)

she is beautiful, smart and fun
she is bright & inquisitive
she is creative & compassionate
she is liked by many and loved by many
she is quiet & a reader
she is strong, determined and resourceful
she is not like me all that much and yet, she is obviously my daughter

Our time will be spent sleeping in the same bed, holding hands, talking, napping, watching movies, shopping, eating, scooter riding, hot tubbing, getting massages, walking and relaxing.

My world here at home is very fast paced due to my activism & work and as much as I try to shelter my daughter from this stuff just by virtue of the fact that we live in the city our lives remain hectic. The opportunity to go away where no one has a phone number for me, there is no internet access in our condo so email will be checked only once daily and it's my hope to run it to NO ONE that I know. I want to be mom, my daughters mother only for this whole trip and leave my other worlds and stress behind.

wish us well...

Jennifer
my daughters mothers

dungeon floor

Last night I had a blast playing with this luscious woman at Sin City. Using pink hemp rope, I tied her hands behind her back and put her on her knees on the dungeon floor. We laughed, shouted, yelled and got sexy with one another, me with the advantage of course, being on Top, standing and having my hands free to roam and use her. My mouth to bite and nibble on her flesh and my hands to grab, slap and manipulate her to my whim.


L has the most amazing breasts, the kind made for nuzzling and slapping and a face that gives away what she's feeling immediately as her expressions are beautiful and the type that make you gasp just to watch. Suffice to say that we had much fun together. So much fun in fact, that Sunday on my way to her home for a BBQ I stopped off at the local pharmacy to get her some topical anesthetic to make the abrasions on her breasts feel better. It's good as a Top to look after those who bottom to me, I find it keeps them coming back for more over and over again.

I'd tell you more about what I did with L. except that both her and I believe that if you were meant to see our play together, then you should have been at Sin City in the public dungeon watching.

What fun to be exhibitionistic, when there are voyeurs around!

Jennifer
who plans on doing L again, if she'll say yes

off to play

black 6 inch heels open toed, on my feet

a thong black with circular O rings on each side and a black bandeau wrapped around my chest

white short pvc skirt with the matching car coat so I can escape my building and go somewhat undetected

down the hallway with my toy bag over my shoulder

packed with pink hemp rope loads of it, purple floggers, neuro wheel, blindfold, cane, crop and a paddle

I'm looking to Top

and I'm also looking to bottom (he he ha ha)

where might I be off to for such fun?

Sin City

Jennifer

flat tire and menstruation

This morning I had a hugely important meeting at 10 and so at 9:15 I'm driving out of my parkade and down the street for a whole block before things start feeling bumpy and weird. Pull over to the side of the road, get out and check the trunk, thinking it hadn't been closed properly and was banging, but oh no, couldn't and wouldn't be something that easy.

Then a Canada Post man walks by smiling at me at points to the front tire passenger side and says "lucky you, it's only flat on one side" and continues walking. No, really? Is this really happening to me? Oh yes it is and it's going to be a long day, I can tell.

A low level panic call to kara & Doug and between them, they convinced me that I was capable of changing my own tire. Flagged down some nice young man to help me with the jack because I could not figure out where on the frame to put it and so he showed me and then jacked me half up, then asked if I'd be ok, on my own for the rest and I of course, replied "Why of course, and thanks for stopping to help me." I'd never changed a tire before let alone used a spare. I'd no idea it was so tiny but thankfully I had one. And I did it succesfully, I changed my tire and tomorrow I'm going to go and get it repaired or replaced. If it's not one thing it's another.

The tire incident started my day and my day ended with my getting myself a really cool fishing rod case so I can take my canes out in it and have them not get damaged. This makes me happy as I've got some wonderful canes that need protecting when not in use.

And I did mention menstruation right? I have my period, yup the most natural thing in the world that happens to me monthly and it's here, and it started last night. I'm not using a tampon, nor and I using any pads in any form, I am not using a cup either, who knows what I'm using to deal with the flow of blood then? I don't buy feminine hygiene products any longer, I only use this ???

When my mother asks me what I want for my upcoming birthday I am going to tell her BCAA.

Jennifer

fate and kara

As I was driving home from work this evening along Parker Street in Burnaby a route I usually don't drive my car crested the top of a hill with my window unrolled for the fresh air. The radio's got 96.9FM playing and I hear my name called out loudly, even over the music, in a feminine voice as I'm motoring along at 50 km/h the wind carrying it to my ears. Quickly I look in my rear view mirror, shake my head as I'm startled to see a little red car so familiar that it makes my hear skip a beat, screeching to a halt and I honk happily over and over to acknowledge that I see her, kara that is, as I pull over to the side of the road and watch her pull a u turn and then pull up behind my car.

Out jumps my girl, lands in my arms and we somehow manage to sneak 5 minutes of loving into our day with one another. Bonus time. I got to sit on her hood in my short black skirt and kiss her and make cars honk. It was fun, it was silly, it was spontaneous, it was fate, it was necessary. Damn it was good to see her, the smile on her face and in her eyes as she pulled up to me.

Poly allows me this opportunity and relationship. This is love.

Jennifer

failure

Go to Google and type failure in to the search box, then click on

I'm Feeling Lucky

made me smile and made me wonder who set that up. Good job!

Jennifer

afternoon sex & a new bed frame

At noon today I went to see the infamous Lancer of Seattle at Vain and had him cut my hair. What a great job he did and also showed me how to use a straightener, very cool! I would have had my hair cut shorter but Jim wants it left long and so his preference wins. This no short hair rule is just not about me but also in place for Allena as well.

After the haircut in Belltown Allena and I did some shopping for a new bed frame and then went out for a quick sushi snack. Lunch over and now we're back at her condo and shortly plan on putting together the new frame in her bedroom. Little does she know that after we're done getting her bed put together, that in my bag is my brand new cock (already in it's harness) and a vibrating egg, lube and condoms.

My plan is to christen Allenas bed by fucking her immediately after it's set up. I'll have a great time for sure and I hope that Allena favours my plan and my cock. She knows nothing of the plan and of course the cock is new, so she hasn't ever had it in her. Oh well, lube, patience and a little loving can make almost anything possible. No matter how big or how scary. ha ha

off to play now, with my cock and my girl

Jennifer

the zoo and poly

Sitting in Allena's living room in Seattle, we've just returned from the Woodland Park Zoo where we had sooo much fun. Giraffe's, hippo's, lamas, wallaroo, orangutan and a pink haired bird eating spider. There were way too many animals to list here, some that I'd never even seen before. We finished our zoo trip with a trip to the canteen for a strawberry frozen bar each.

This morning we spent here with Jim, the three of us catching up as a poly family for awhile. We were all so spent still from our day together yesterday that a lazy morning in at home was just what we needed.

Yesterday, I drove down to Seattle with Midori as my passenger and we headed for The Wet Spot. I taught two classes there, my Bi Curious class for women and my hands on Wax & Ice Play class. They both went well and it was delightful to have Midori sit in on the Bi Curious class.

After driving to Seattle and teaching two classes I hadn't thought I'd be up for the Bondage Party at The Wet Spot but it turned out I had more energy in me than I even knew. So much energy in fact, that Jim was able to do 2 full suspensions with me and send me in full motion and flight in each. Being a monkey in bondage is so great - and inversion play for me is very sexy.

By the time we all got back to Allena's last night we didn't get to bed till midnight so a good sleep was had by all.

Tonight on the other hand, Allena is heading out to a board meeting and I've got a dinner date with S, who I've not seen since I was in town for the Queer Femme conference and spent the night at his place. Should be nice night out for me.

Then tomorrow I'm spending the day in Seattle with Allena again and in the evening doing Sex Life Live with Dane Ballard on internet TV.

I'd write more as I've much to unload but it's now time for me to get all girly girl ready for my date...

more later

Jennifer
poly and proud

packing up the car

I'm packing up my car and driving my daughter to her friends house this morning. He and his family take my daughter away ever summer for a holiday and this year it is 13 days of a holiday. Sad to see her go but so happy that she is getting this wonderful opportunity. Wow!

Once child is dropped off at her friends I'll be driving straight home to pack for tomorrow's two classes that I'm teaching at The Wet Spot. Erotic Wax & Ice Play and Bi Curious? Where To Start For Girls Who Want to Date Girls. I'd pack this evening and head out and enjoy the beautiful day today but tonight I'm hosting the Dine With The Diva Event with Midori and following that later this evening her and I have some time booked together to unwind and catch up.

Tomorrow will be frantic with leaving for Seattle at 7:00 in the morning with Midori as my passenger so today will all be about readying myself for all of these events.

out the door now...

the flow of a long day

It's 1:45 in the morning as I start this entry and I'm wide awake, hyper aware of my surroundings and working in the dead quiet of my home, all alone. A single lamp in the corner of the room for light and I'm infront of the computer at my desk still in my summer dress I wore this evening and naked underneath, of course.

The day has been long I should be in my bed, curled up as I like to be and sleeping right about now. Today though is still coursing through my veins like an energy source and I'm using it to my advantage.

At 7 Jim woke me up this morning for acrobatic sex - nope, no bondage just good old bend Jennifer this way and fold her that way rounds of sex a couple of times. It was a good morning together cuddled up in between rounds of sex, foreplay and yup couple talk too.

By 10 I had Jim, my daughter and myself up, dressed and out of the house. Jim was returning to Seattle after being up over night both doing the photo shoot with Midori and I and attending the workshop. My daughter was dropped off at her fathers and I with a head cold called in sick to work.

At 11 Midori and I were sitting outside having a good talk and Doug was sitting with me on an outdoor swing.

Around 12:30 I entered Costco and managed to leave without doing too much damage to the wallet. It sure adds up there quickly but damn do they carry excellent products.

By 2 I was home, unloaded and sitting in a cold tub of water trying to bring down my fever from my head cold and to remove some of the heat from my body due to the outdoor temperature.

Excuse me here for things start going fuzzy for me...

packed the bins for tonight's event

a distressed call on my cell phone from the person driving Midori today and they've had their vehicle towed

Little Sisters needs more tickets for tonight's events Aural Sex: Seduction By Voice as they've sold out.

realization that I need to bring more chairs

cancel the 30 minute date I had booked with Kara so I can go trouble shoot the towed vehicle dilemma - which broke my heart to do as I was in need of some time with her and a cuddle

pick up extra ice for the coolers as it's going to be needed in this heat

Phone rings over and over, and over and over again one thing after another about tonight's event, work, classes, family stuff, WOW!

The it's 5:45 and I'm standing in the middle of the studio all by myself, bare foot in my dress, drinking a Coke slurpee and feeling absolute peace. This is my most favorite time of an event - the standing alone in a space as it's empty and visualizing the event starting. To believe that I can bring it to fruition what ever it may be, and that the event unfolds before my eyes.

Opening and lining up the chairs in rows, makes me feel at peace. I love this part. Hanging the LibidoEvents.com banner and stocking the supplies making it ready for others to use to create good things for themselves.

6:30 and the volunteers, support staff and our vendor all show up for the evening and quickly everyone is briefed. And at 7:00 there is already people waiting at the door and by 7:30 the workshop was getting started and the final few were coming through the doors. Every chair in the place was filled, the futon sofas, 6 stools, 5 yoga mats, 4 office chairs 3 foam blocks, and 1 bench.

The class was great and as always Midori didn't just educate, she entertained as well. Of course everything was going so well in class that instead of ending at 9:30 Midori ended at almost 10 - it was an amazing evening. Watching people learn a new idea feeds my libido - it's a good thing I do what I do.

Then at the end of the night as people were standing around talking to have Doug, Felicity, S, Greg and others be so helpful with take down and clean up was such a blessing to me. Thank you so much as your help made it so I didn't have to lug things out myself.

The final bins were in the hallway and everyone was downstairs save for a couple of us and as I go to lock the studio, I proceed to close my ring finger and my middle finger on my left hand in the door. Closed it right on them and damn it I cried. Hopped up and down and did not like it one bit and could not erotice it either. This was bad pain and as soon as I looked down I knew why. My finger, mainly and particularly my middle one is the one that bled and feels completely numb on top yet hurts like hell to touch.

Greg kissed it better and Felicity tried to convince to go to a hospital and get an x-ray and Doug tried to make me feel better all the while checking out the finger for damage or breakage. (hours later now and it's still killing me, but no, it's not broken)

Off the group of us headed to a local restaurant for some Chinese and Japanese food. Sitting around a big round table, eating food till 12:30 in the morning with other kinky folk made for great conversations. Viagra, HIV, aging in our sex positive culture, stalkers, museums, D/s and story telling.

I rolled in to my parkade at about 1 this morning and then promptly unloaded my entire car back in to my home. Everything came back in so I wouldn't have to deal with it tomorrow aside from repacking it all properly so it can next be returned to storage.

As soon as I walked in the door, took off my flip flops I had to open some windows as it was way to stuffy for me in here with this heat and with my congested head. Finally able to breathe I phone my Daddy and tell him that not only was it a good night at work for me but that I'd been hurt. We talked and had a good visit till we caught up some & I felt better and now here I am blogging.

finally my eye lids are heavy and I know I belong in bed and the time is 3:20am.

Jennifer
Event Producer

head cold & a guest

Lack of consistent decent sleep and a hectic work schedule has left me now with a full blown head cold. Yucky! Just not what I had in mind for myself given that tomorrow afternoon I'll be bound in rope at Midori's hands and suspended from something that I can't say quite yet for photo's that Jim's taking. Midori is here in town with me now till Sunday and we've got three events to get through, a photo shoot and a variety of other kinky things to work out.

It's exciting enough to know that I'm going to do bondage play with Jim, now add in that Midori is tying me up, I'm getting suspended, it's happening outdoors in wonderful light and sun and yummy my life is fabulous. Head cold or not, I'm planning on having a great day tomorrow and living on Sudafed the whole time.

Off to pack my bags for tomorrow events, both the photo shoot and Midori's evening class with Libido Events. Come on out and join us for this class...



August 3 Wednesday
Doors 7:00
Workshop 7:30-9:30pm
Military and Interrogation Scenes presented by Diva Midori
Venue: upstairs 2280 East Hastings St Vancouver
Advance Tickets $20 available now at Little Sisters Book Store 1238 Davie Street Vancouver
Tickets at the door $25
full event details

**Vendor, door prizes, cold drinks

Crisp uniforms. Commanding women and dashing men. Relentless discipline. Cruel interrogators. Physically demanding training.

If these images make your heart beat faster, then march don't walk to this class! Your military play might involve only two people or a large cast with complicated
coordination. Midori will discuss the different types of scenes, how to prepare for them, how to maintain your roles, and how to do it all safely. Expect intense scenes demonstrated right before your eyes!


questions jennifer@libidoevents.com

outdoor kinky campout

I've just awoke a short while ago, perhaps half hour ago at best, so we'll say 7:30am. For me having gone to bed last night at 10:05 and not getting up till now, just shows how exhausted I was when I fell in to bed. 9 and a half hours, wow, that's almost two whole nights rolled in to one for me.

Yesterday was such a beautiful weather day and I was headed for Sumas to attend this most incredible annual week long campout for kinky folk called In The Woods or ITW

I'd been hired to present my class A Little More Than A Slap & A Tickle - SM 101 there for them as an educator. Teaching outside under a massive tent was a very cool experience for me. I'd not wanted to be up on the stage to teach, so I ended up on level ground with everyone in the class and that left me standing in my pink and black running shoe style heels on the woodchip ground. It was a fun class to teach and in the end I met some incredible new people and had networked with many others.

Shirtless, I'd worn a beautiful beaded camisole top to the event and just before my class promptly removed it as the heat was to much for me. It's true, I taught the class in my capri jeans, high heels, a little pink bra and my pink cowboy hat on my head. Now I've stunt bottomed in workshops before and had to remove pieces of clothing (shirts, bras, and even panties) but I'd never as a presenter removed my top, this was a first just as my attending ITW was a first.

To honor my first time being at ITW I was presented with a VIRGIN CAMPER medallion. That's ok, I had Doug with me for the day as my personal assistant and he too was presented with one as well! Doug did a great job for me tending to my needs and wants and even anticipated a few on his own which earned him big points with me. He wore a kilt - which he looked damn fine in and I had him remove his shirt early on so I'd have some eye candy to look at.

Jim was at the event and had been there camping and playing all weekend. It was nice to have a chance to see his little homestead he'd made along with another couple Brendan & JuJu from Seattle. This couple makes the most delicious canes and soon enough I'll be telling you more about them. In the mean time, Juju gave me three pink canes each in varying widths and lengths, varnished like with 7 coats of varnish to bring up this gloss that is brilliant. Over the next while I'm going to play with the canes and I'll report back both about the canes and about Brendan and JuJu and their company.

Seeing Jim was a little hard for me, because I wanted to jump all over him and be very little and have him make me feel better because I was nervous being in this new place. But I was there not only as a Presenter but also as a Top and there's a time and a place for everything and yesterday was neither the time nor the place for me to get lost in my Daddy. So aside from covering him in handful after gleeful handful of grass as he lay talking on the ground, I was a good girl and remained in my big persona.


At 5:30 Doug had me nicely settled in the passenger seat of his vehicle and we were heading towards civilization again and a pit stop for an ice cold Coke for me and a milkshake for him. I had 2 week long tickets to ITW and yet only made it for the one day. I'd hoped to be able to attend for atleast two days but my daughter being home right now on summer holidays with me takes the front line each and every time and so by 7:30 she and I were here safe at home together and she was telling me all about her day at her friends place.

Then my daughter turned to me and said, "oh yeah mom, how did your workshop at the outdoor information fare go?" I smile warmly from my heart because she remembered how important it was to me and how I'd gotten ready for it and I tell her it went really well both the class and the opportunity. My daughter with arms open wide comes and hugs me tight and says, "See, I told you so, I knew you'd do a good job, you just worry to much mom. Congratulations."

Dean the Director of ITW paid me some fine compliments as I was leaving that made me head swim, but the compliment that will also ring true the loudest in any day for me will be one from my daughter.

Jennifer
mom and sex activist

2 wolves & willy wonka

Today had me working a 7 hour day and then driving home to my daughter to pick her up and spend an evening out with her. Together we went to see Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. What a wonderful movie, we thoroughly enjoyed ourselves getting lost in this adaptation of an old classic. There's this scene where Willy is showing the factory to 5 children and their guardians and as they go past all of the rooms which contain the centers for many of their best candies they stop suddenly infront of one room which just demanded my attention. Hair cream, toffee cream and you guessed it, whipped cream.

So when they get to view the whipped cream room I hear the distinct crack of a whip, the sound of many whips, sounds like a play party that I'd play at. But no it's not. It's 4 oompa loompa's whipping a cow with single tails and it's suspended some how above the ground. I was so busy being captivated by the sudden surprising sight of 4 midgets whipping the cow that I neglected to check out the rigging or even what was holding the damn cow up! ha, too funny, anyways, then Willy Wonka, looks at the group of visitors and says "well sweety, everyone knows that the best cream is whipped cream."

The movie was over at 8:45 and we were home by 9:00pm and seeing as I left this morning at 10:30am, it's been a long day for me.


Jim sent me this the other day and I thought I'd share it here...

Two Wolves

One evening an old Cherokee told his grandson about a debate that goes on inside people. He said, "My son, the battle is between 2 "wolves" inside us all.

One is Evil. It is anger, envy, jealousy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego.

The other is Good. It is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith."

The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather: "Which wolf wins?"

The old Cherokee simply replied, "The one you feed."


blessings

Jennifer

bondage and me

I'd like to spend some time emptying my head of all that is spinning around in it to my Blog but I simply don't have it in me to write much tonight. The days are so full and long that it seems unending lately. Time is so valuable and scarce. I'm always on the go, both physically and emotionally. Perhaps these are a few of the reasons that bondage captivates me...

It's the contrast.

Bondage is my opportunity to be still with myself and to have to listen to my body instead of my head for a change. To follow the desires of my lust and cunt and not my intellectual self for awhile.

Bondage demands and gets my full attention all at once.

Bondage is where I get to be free of the load I carry in the day to day world and solely concentrate on making it through the next moment in breath or in comfort.

Bondage is where I submit myself to the sensations that are being created in me and on me both by the bondage itself and by the partner.

Bondage is where nothing else matters because I can't think past my bound bodies own happy bliss.

Bondage allows me! Me! Me Jennifer, it allows me to give up control. Takes not a lot to contain me, but once you've got me bound, damn the possibilities are endless. And I get in to this head space when I give up control that makes me want to please...funny thing that is. It's a damn fine thing then that I have wonderful people in my life who like to take control of me, contain me and allow me to submit to them and please them.

I'm grateful for Bondage. It's taught me much about my own self and contained me through many days & nights.

Jim's not here tonight, he's in Bellingham and I'd like nothing more than to be laying in bed next to him bound in hemp rope. I'm my Daddys good little rope slut and know exactly what I need. It's just a shame that my Daddy and his rope are not here though.

Time for me to sleep, alone.

Jennifer

bottoming 101

Jim left this morning for home after a great weekend here together. Bondage party Saturday night was so much fun that I'm going to host another one. Then Sunday we had a wild morning and early afternoon in bed before heading out to do some errands for a short while. Returned home and invited a couple of friends over for some snacks and laid back conversation later in the evening.

Tonight I'm teaching a class that I first taught in 2001 at The North American Conference on Bisexuality, Gender, and Sexual Diversity held at UBC here in Vancouver. Here is the class information 4 years and a lot of personal practice later to fine tune it for 2005

Bottoming Skills 101 - learn how to bottom from a bottom
Monday July 25
doors open 7:00pm
workshop 7:30-9:30pm
Tickets $20 cash, Pay at the door
Venue: upstairs 2280 East Hastings Street Vancouver
More information

Do you want to give yourself up to someone in an erotic sense? Do you want to surrender to a partners wishes, orders or demands? Learn how to fly in rope bondage, SM or role play?

You'd like to learn some skills as a bottom then. Excellent! Now let's make you a better play partner or perhaps a more sought after one. Join me as I share with you the realism of making your bottoming fantasies become sexy realities. Learn to bottom from this bottom as we discuss the journey of bottoming from the mental self recognition of our desires to presenting one self for play to a Top. Whether your looking for insights to bottom a first time or for your hundredth time this class will offer you new ways to look at how you present yourself both for play and to partners.

Critical to a good bottoming experience is a good Top and we'll spend some time talking about what makes one. For some, the journey of bottoming flows in to submission and surrender over an evening or a relationship long, while for others it becomes a way of life. Safe words, SM play, negotiation skills, conditioning of erotic responses and many other needed topics for bottoms will be addressed while still leaving time for Q & A at the end.

to the shredder

For almost two years now I've had the same photo hanging on the bulletin board in my office. I spend great amounts of time working in this area every day and so I saw the photo countless times daily.

This photo wasn't the type that hangs on the wall, but you never really see. It hung on my corkboard because I put it there to remind me of how people change and I always had my eyes open wide when looking at it.

It was a photo of man standing in my living room, a friend at the time. Hanging next to the photo, has been a poem titled "How Do You Live Your Dash?" that I copied and put there. It reads like this...

For almost two years, I've read the poem daily, looked at this mans photo and finally came to a realization.

I was ready to rid myself of the burden and baggage of looking at him and his face daily. I knew it would give me great pleasure to put his photo through my paper shredder.

I proceeded to remove the photo from the bulletin board and laughed happilly all the while watching him shred. Collected the pieces and rehung him, shredded, back on the bulletin board. He hung as that mess for about a week while I showed a few friends who'd appreciate my efforts and then I tossed him into the trash like the piece of garbage the photo had become. The whole experience was good for me and rather therapeutic too.

Now all that remains on my board is the poem which I adore because I'm all about the dash.

And with the man removed from my board I'm now free to move on. Funny I hadn't really thought that a simple photo hanging there could hold me to the past but it did. Now free, I'm happy to have room to hang things that are actually important to me. Like my tax bill! ha

Jennifer

today's list

Last night I went and added a new presenter to the October conference line up. It's Vancouver's own Elwood.

Elwood is a local body modification artist whose done work (pierced, branded & cut) on me and my family. As well, I've hired him before over the years for other presentations and workshops and knew that you'd all want to see what he's going to be offering in the way of sex positive education at the Libido Events Vancouver Sexuality Empowerment Conference.

Today I'm working all day and then late tonight setting up the studio for tomorrow nights bondage party.

Tomorrow day time from 11:30-6:00 I work and then will head straight to the bondage party.

Jim is coming up tomorrow for the bondage event and a weekend with me! I'm so looking forward to having him here.

Later this weekend I plan on putting the Midori tickets out in stores so you can expect a mailout about that early next week and where you can pre purchase them.

My daughter is going to Grandmas for the weekend and I'm taking her to the ferry terminal at dinner time after my day of work.


blessings

Jennifer

the next 16 days

Over the next 16 days I'm producing 9 events.

1 Bondage Play Party this Saturday night, open invite.

5 Workshops from Vancouver BC to Bellingham Washington and over to Seattle. (one of these is at ITW and two others are at The Wet Spot)


2 workshops with Midori.

1 Dine With The Diva Event.

And my daughter is home on summer holidays and oh yes, I have a day job. Then the poly partners and and and and

there is so much to do. Thankfully, I love what I do and whom I'm surrounded by.

Jennifer

cutting in the office

This morning as I walked through the door of work right at the stroke of 9 AM I was aware that my day was going to start a little differently than most around the office.

Yesterday, Tuesday while working, my friend comes over to my desk, looks around with shifty eyes, quickly whips up her skirt, and reveals a fresh cutting done on her thigh. She loved the way the cutting looked on her yet was unsure as to whether or not her emotional reactions to it's happening were natural and normal? or not? She told me a little of her experience and then I shared with her what I knew from attending classes on cuttings, being cut and cutting others myself.


Today I had the priviledge of taking my friend into the dungeon play area that she and her partner have off of their office and doing a fresh cutting over her existing one. I retraced the lines and went deeper. Me, my scalpel and I!

As she lay nearly naked, clothed only in little cotton panties, in the fetal posistion, upper outer thigh exposed to the light, I prepared us all.

Her partner had come from his office and we were all joined in the dungeon. She on the medical table and he and I standing talking. I like moments like these, where there is an exchange going on and where everyone is learning something and going forward.

Gloves on my hands, area to be cut disinfected, scalpel unsheathed and then....

Breathe, breathe again and keep breathing

breathe deep

Do not move.

Don't move.

Stop moving.

Stop moving now.

Good breathing.

Excellent job being still.

You're doing great!

Can you see the outline of the circle I've cut? Look. Can you see it? I'm holding up a folded piece of paper towel that I'd applied to the cutting to saturate the little bit of blood that was there. It was really more for the visual effect! Your red blood is so bright on the white, it looks like Crayola yet we know it's not.

Beads of blood slowly come to the surface and where I've sliced opens to reveal the rawness that is you.

See what I did! I cut you! And now I'm showing you the pattern on this papertowel. You're blood did this. This is you.

Breathe.

Breathe again.

Keep breathing.

I'm going to keep going two more passes around the circle to create circles in circles. Took concentration, a steady hand and skill to do, so please don't try this at home.

1/16, with a disposable blade - it's a lot of power.

She breathed and didn't pass out. Didn't vomit and didn't climb the walls for me like had happened when her partner cut her.

I looked down at her at one moment during it all, and temporarily her eyes, were not squished shut. They were open wide and she had incredible focus on her body and what sensations she was noticing as my blade was cutting her skin open.

She wanted a scar and I had the rare priviledge of playing part to it all. And now she and her partner/Top will continue on there merry way and he likely will keep cutting her on those lines that he first started as it is something symbolic between them.

By 9:45 AM I was seated at my desk working at the computer. My friend, still only clad in panties was sitting on the office floor working with her fresh cutting drying in the morning sun. Her partner back in his office, taking a client call.

Worked diligently at my desk till it was time to leave to get my daughter from day camp. Day camp pick up, doctors office visit, fruit and veggies at the market, trip to the bank and now home to Blog and put away groceries.

Tonight at 7 I've an appointment in the city with a local porn producer whose talking with me about a project he'd like to use me for - an SM shoot.

Dinner will be late tonight as it's to hot to cook out yet and I've still got to zip out for an hour.

Sometimes I'm amazed at all that get's done in one day...

Hope to see many of you at this Saturday July 23rds Bondage Play Party


Jennifer

cupcakes, haircuts and Daddy

Yesterday, that beautiful sunny day that happened had me down on Denman Street in The West End of Vancouver by 10 in the morning to get my haircut at a friends favorite salon. Lucky me not having to drive as I was whisked to the hair dresser as a passenger in my friends car. Oh how I hate driving.

While I was reclined back having my head massaged and shampooed by Jeff the hairdresser my friend went over to Cupcakes on Denman. An order of 2 dozen cupcakes to go along with a box of a dozen assorted iced mini cupcakes for my daughter and I to share is what she came back with. Cupcakes makes incredible little morsels of love. And boy do I ever have a sweet tooth! The gift was tasty and thoughtful, thanks F - both my daughter and I enjoyed them last night after dinner. In case you've never been these Cupcakes can be found at 1116 Davie Street. They've got a very cute site, enjoy!

Yesterday afternoon my daughter returned home after being away for over a week. It made me so happy to see her come through the front door and drop her stuff and come straight to me for some loving. I missed her so much, the last few days apart were a little rough, we were starting to phone and email one another to keep up. It's good to have her home with me. Of course, last night had her sleeping in my bed, and she drifted off to sleep listening to the sound of her mother at work typing on the computer. It's what she knows me to do.

Today I worked from 9:15-1:15 and it's easier to do with my daughter in summer day camp as I'm not feeling guilty about her being home alone while I'm out working. She's in day camp all week Monday - Friday. (thankfully as I work every day but Wednesday) This evening was again spent catching up as a mother to my daughter and readying for the upcoming October conference.

Jims been away in Olympia for days now and has just returned to Bellingham. I'm hoping that he'll be up tomorrow night with me as I'm in need of time with my Daddy. When I've got a lot going on in my life, I spend more time on my Daddies lap, figuring things out and calming myself down. It's my safe place, the place where things get fixed, healed and loved.

I'm overwhelmed as of late with work commitments and long term projects and Daddy helps to prioritize things for me so I can keep going. He's the person who calms the shakes that wash over my body often as I realize all that I've left to accomplish. He's the man who picks me up and dusts me off when the politics of my activism knock me down, over and over. He's the person who doesn't see me as Jennifer the sex activist, but rather as Jennifer the little girl and the woman struggling to mature my own way. I'm not looking to grow old based on how I was raised, society or fate. He's the man who recognizes that in me are layers upon layers to be revealed and he celebrates pulling back these layers with me and for me. My Daddy loves me and I love him, regardless of whether or not I'm calling him Jim or Daddy. It's because I'm so well taken care of and nurtured by my Daddy as his little girl that I'm able to head out in the world alone each day as the strong capable woman that I am.

Not wanting to ruin this idealic vision and all of my Daddy and I but here's the deal. There is a whole other side to our relationship than lapsitting and making Jennifer feel better that's more about my Daddy and this is a seperate Blog post another day. Know though that my Daddy takes liberties with my body & self, makes rules and enforces them on me, ties me up and suspends me, takes from me things you would call personal freedoms and all the while keeps me safe and loved. Another post, another day.

There is a photo on the front of my worksite of my thighs & mons, Daddy took it a few months back after some private bondage play time between us. Looking at the rope marks on my thighs I remember how uncontrolled & antsy I'd felt inside till he finally tied me up. Then finally tied up tight, the feeling of flight of body and soul as I was unable to move yet my emotions / lust took off in flight. My feet could not get me anywhere for a change since I was bound and I had no choice but to submit to the sensations that both the rope and my Daddy were creating in and on me. Go and have a peek at the photo it's at the bottom of this page. And while there read about this Saturday July 23rds Bondage Play party that I'm hosting.

I should get back to work now so there will still be some time left in the night for me to sleep.

blessings

Jennifer
Daddys girl