night at the strip club

Spending an evening as one of 16 bi sexual woman at the BGV social event last night was a riot! It was even more fun than I thought it would be. All of us women met up at The Number 5 Orange down in the 200 block of Main Street across the street from the old police station. It's a strip club.

I arrived at 7:10 and was still the first to arrive, which is often the case for me. Aside from the women there working, I was the lone women in the room. No big deal to me, I settled in to a nice seat at a table, a seat with a full view of the young hottie on the stage and ordered myself a Coke. Some single man, a few tables over whose trying quite hard to flirt with me, I keep holding at bay and avoiding. Look down, look away, move my chair, look right through him. I'm here only for the women, why can't he get that?


Finally, two women from the group arrive and I wave and they point over to an area, and I realize that the BGV group has even booked us table areas. Nice! Feels good to be taken care of well. Off I go to leave the flirt man behind to join these two hot bi babes and what happens but over the course of the next 10 minutes another 14 women walk through the door of the club and walk straight to our table to be welcomed with hugs, waves, smiles and offers of seats. Some of us knew one another and some of us had first time meets other than those on their on line message board.

Yes, the strippers were good. And I think many who were there would agree that the woman in the yellow race track suit, definitely needs to be ridden long and hard. And oh yes, her act, was, um, well, I forget ok, but she looked really good and smiled pretty.

There was one young dancer who was so intrigued by our group that she kept coming by to sit and talk with us once she learned that we were all bi sexual (some kinky too) in our group. Half way through her second visit (of perhaps 4 over the night) to our table area, I gave her my card. She looked at it and smiled in the knowing way and said "really?" and like 3 other women sitting at the tables with me all said yes at the same time to her along with me.

I'll be honest with you, I invited her to the up coming Libido Events Bondage Play Party on July 23rd and told her to bring along another friend/lover or partner and that they'd be my guests. Her company was a nice touch to watching the other women who were performing on stage. Call it my thanks to her for the interaction intellectually, or perhaps call me an insatiable flirt. ha

Spent some time getting to know a few new woman in the group and catching up with some old friends as well. Was flirted with shamelessly by two of the groups women and I must say that I enjoyed their attentions. But then I'd set myself up to be flirted with. Wearing black leather ankle strapped stilletoes, blue, black and white striped bright skirt with a black leather vest and little lace black bra, I was dressed to feel attractive, be noticed and talked to. I got what I was looking for. A relationship many years ago taught me that if you want something badly enough instead of laying there hoping for it, go and create opportunities where by your want will be met. I've gotten very creative over time and consistently now have my wants met.


Left the club just after 10 and was home after a quick pit stop of The McDonalds Drive through for a childrens cheese burger happy meal, no onions or pickles and another Coke which I consumed before I was even in my under ground parking lot.


it was a night out that I'm glad I made the effort to be apart of

Jennifer
bi sexual woman

strippers & conference building

Busy, busy, busy. After sending out a mail out till 2 this morning to the Libido Events mailing list about all the up coming events and classes plus news about the site update, I crashed into bed where I slept soundly till almost 7. Awoke to a fresh new day and was thankful for the sun in the morning as I was sort of dragging my butt and having a hard time getting started. Then I drove to work, finally awake, and was there from 9-2, leaving work to stop in at home to see my daughter then straight to drive to pick up her friend from day camp, just to bring him back to our house. He's hanging out with my daughter till his parents pick up both of them in a short bit. My daughter is sleeping over at her friends house this evening, and tomorrow night, her friend is sleeping here.

Once the kids leave, I plan on getting dressed in to something a little sexier than my typical mom look. Perhaps a brightly colored short skirt that will allow my long legs to show strong underneath of and maybe something backless so my muscled tattooed back will be displayed. Heels, at least 4 inches more likely 5, I'm not into platforms either, just give me a nice sleek heel. No bra, no panties but most definitely a sweater or a shawl as I always catch a chill. I plan on having a good time and given the excellent company and entertainment I know I will.


Where would a nice woman like me be going on a Thursday night? Strippers honey. I'm going along with another dozen or so women and we're meeting at a local strip club. This is a social event for the bi sexual women's group that I'm apart of here in Vancouver. We're going to watch women, flirt with women, be naughty, get to know one another and generally have a good time.

Then home to a quiet house to conference build. It's almost time. Soon I'm going to be revealing the complete line up for the Libido Events Vancouver Sexuality Empowerment conference happening this October 14, 15 & 16th. This project is a massive undertaking for me and I'm so bursting at the seams with excitement and astonishingly enough I'm going to keep this under wraps for a bit longer. Sorry to not reveal anything more, but I know you'll be pleased when you finally do see what I've created for you all.


I've got to do a few domestic chores now before I can rationally justify my leaving the house to watch strippers. It's just the type of woman that I am.

Jennifer

amazing hand held bug zapper

It's yellow and it's shiny and there are 10 of them. 10. Ten. I really said 10 of them.

Falling, upside down, is an 8 legged spider landing on it's head on the side on the package, and in a cartoon bubble above the dead insect it reads YIKES!

Verbatim from the front of the bug zapper package:

The Amazing Handheld Bug Zapper
runs on 2 AA batteries...included

2 button safety switch
Environmentally safe unless... you're a bug!!!

Kills Mosquitoes, Flies, Gnats and other flying insects on contact.

Verbatim from the back of the package:

The Amazing Handheld Bug Zapper uses 2 AA batteries (1.5 volts each) to send a current to the net of the zapper...to kill the insect on contact!

1. Install the batteries as indicated on the battery case (having problems, the
package has diagrams)

2. To kill the insect, hold the zapper by the black handle, and hold down BOTH
buttons. Move the zapper towards the insect to make contact with the net surface

3. The red light indicates that the net is activated. Be careful not to touch the
net surface (to yourself) while the switches are on. (only touch bugs & willing
play partners) Touching the net with the switches on will cause a shock.

4. Do not use water to clean!

Safe For Indoor Or Outdoor Use

ZZzzap

Made in China

and are you ready, the teeny tiny grocery sticker on the very bottom says that the cost on this weapon/sex toy is $1.99

Now would you beleive that I came home from work the other day and found ten of these bug zappers on my bed in my room. Allena had bought them all for me as they were a steal of a buy and she knew that I'd put them to use. You can imagine my surprise though to arriving home to 10 of them.

Allena's not fond of my using electricity on her. When she, Daddy and I went to Phoenix Arizona a few months ago we played at APEX. In the dungeon there I had pulled the caddle prod from my purse and used it on her a number of times...I'm thinking this is why she has given me an abundance of electric fly swatters. Bella likely wants me to never use a caddle prod on her again and only use the fly swatters, hence the bulk order. Truth be told, I know Allena would let me use just about anything on her if I asked her in just the right tone and offered up a good enough reward.

Kara has exercised her right to say no to certain types of play and electricity is one of them. Doug on the other hand, had a little current running up his sensitive inner thigh area the other morning - and with a hood on his head, let me tell you his voice was quivering when I asked how we was doing after the first few shocks rocked him.

Doesn't take much to make someone jump, or even break a sweat.

I realize that on the official website listed on my bug zapper package it says $14.99 but the actual sticker price really was $1.99 (ok, this is in American dollars)

Have a peek for yourself at the Bug Zapper.

While I've got your attention, I've been doing a major face lift over on the Libido Events site. Have a look around and let me know how I'm doing. thanks for the input

Jennifer

weekend activities

It's truly summer time now. No, not because today is a beautiful Sunday in July but rather because my child is home now with no where to be by day regularly again till September when school goes back in.

This morning she is laying in bed, sick with a head cold and reading books. Not surprising she's ill given the pace both her and I take often. Friday we spent at Canada Day Celebrations at Burnaby Heritage Museum for 3 hours in the afternoon and were overwhelmed by the numbers of people who attended and were so friendly and celebratory. The weather was beautiful and I had time to enjoy being mother to such a delightful young person.

Thursday night Jim came up for the night and he had an enjoyable evening in with me. On orders I was on all fours, naked, head down, sex & BDSM toys out waiting, showered and in a still and quiet room awaiting him. Finally, he walks through the door and I know that once I hear his bag drop to the floor and the front door lock and close, that in just a few seconds he will come for me down the hallway and in to the living room. As he enters the room his first visual will be of my back, long and tattooed, arched to bring my ass up, on all fours, curved bottom towards him and face down. This is as he wants me and I've been down here waiting for a bit now. My knees are already wobbly from the pressure and the excitement.

CLANK, the sound of something hits the floor, right next to my ear. I know the sound, it's a set of nipple clamps. SPLASH, there is the feel of warm water wetting me as a razor glides between my cheeks. My Daddy had arrived, need I say more?

Friday morning early at 9:30 I had a private consultation with a woman and we sat and talked for 2 hours about Bisexuality and Polyamory. I'm always amazed at how much I learn from the people I meet and talk with, it's because of all these people that I feel alive as an activist.

Saturday I worked all day, from 9:30-7:00. Yikes what a long day. Then it was time to pick up my daughter from where she had spent the afternoon, then head home finally where I arrived in at 8:15PM after leaving at 8:30AM that morning. As I said, "it had been a long day." Although tired, sleep just wasn't in the cards.

Instead I went and updated the face of the Libido Events home page and added another new presenter to the October Vancouver Sexuality Empowerment Conference. Teri D. Ciacchi MSW is the latest presenter to be added and she'll be joining us by doing her powerful presentation "Clitoral Revelations." Details on this class will be out soon of course, so watch for them.

It's Kara's birthday today and she's away taking care of some family matters and not able to celebrate. Makes me sad to know she's not able to enjoy her special day.


You have to go and check it out as it's the funniest, fall of your chair type laughing, poly, movie, humor, clip that I've ever seen. Enjoy and thanks Bella, for sending it to me.


I've got Midori here with me in like a month doing a couple of workshops for Libido Events and another Dine With The Diva Event as well. And finally while on a break from work the other day sitting in my car, I finished reading her most recent book Wild Side Sex : The Book of Kink. Damn it's a great book and simply put, it's a guide for the curious, the sexually curious and adventurers. I'll tell you more about the book later.

Jim's in Seattle with Allena for 3 days and this leaves me home alone to be mom and to work. My daughter is leaving next Saturday for a week of holidays, leaving me the whole house to myself. During this time, I've got already scheduled alone time with both Allena and Jim. And still to be booked is time with Doug. Whose Doug? aka "the new guy" The one I keep writing about. Yes, his name is Doug and he's told me to go ahead and write about him and use his name. Doug Then there is Kara. Kara's going to be needing some attention about this time from me as well so I'll have to find an opportunity to do something extra special for her as she's had some big family stuff going on.

That's it for me, I'm off to the market to buy some fruit and veggies and to check on the child whose now making a craft project at the kitchen table.

Jennifer

leather restraints (review)

Every now and again I run across a really well made adult product or toy and this is one of those times. My friend Jenn who owns Tickled Pink Toys here in Vancouver is selling a set of restraints (through her on line store) and I thought I'd climb on board and tell you all a little something personal about them. (seeing as I've played with these restraints before AND they're in my personal toy box of kink, it seems only fitting that I share with you)

The cost on this set full set of matching cuffs is $84.95 and this includes all 4 pieces, made in simple yet almost elegant black leather.

Soft black ankle and wrist cuffs

Or you can buy just the soft black leather wrist restraint set for only $39.95
Soft black wrist cuffs

Or the soft black leather ankle restraint set for only $49.95
Soft black ankle cuffs

These restraints are made with not just any leather either, it's soft, supple leather that begs to be wrapped around naked flesh. Due to their softness it's easy to see how those new to bondage or restraints would feel at ease in these as they certainly don't have that hard rigid typical BDSM look or feel. These are quality and were made with quality products and it's seen in this fabulous leather, the simple stitching, smooth corners and of course what is most obvious, is the attention to detail.

The restraints have no rivets or metal to skin contact anywhere and have two O rings per cuff, which will make immobilizing your partner that much easier. Good size adjustment range on both the ankle and wrist cuffs and with a nice wide strap encasing the skin so it spreads out the load over the cuff nicely, putting little stress on one area. These restraints would be great for all levels of players new to bondage play through to bondage sluts, you'll be impressed just as much as I am.

Should you be a proud bondage loving Vancouverite or Canadian you'll be pleased to know these cuffs are hand crafted by a local leather artisan.

Tickled Pink Toys ships within 2 business days for in-stock items with 90% of orders shipping within 24 hours of order placement. Soon you can be on your way to immobilizing your sweety for a sexual fantasy come true.

Shipping Information: Standard shipping within North America is free for orders over $100. They offer flat rate shipping of $10 within North America for standard shipping of orders under $100, plus express courier service of $20 within Canada, and $40 to the USA.

Me, well I've used the restraints to contain a woman while I shaved her head bald and on another occasion it was time to put them on a man in my life to keep his hands away from protecting himself as I was hitting him. Life doesn't get any better than this, quality SM toys and the opportunity to use them on willing partners.

Jennifer
Bondage Lover
Libido Events
Vancouver's sex positive resource, Libido Events is a small event production company setting out to promote sex education and other events celebrating alternative sexuality in our culture.

7am date this morning

It's true, you can call me an opportunist or someone whose greedy, others might say that I make the most of my time. Just depends on how you look at it. Doesn't matter what you call me though, as I know I was having happy times this morning by 7:10.

My daughter was away last night on a sleepover and so I didn't need to drive her to school this morning only pick her up. They only went to school today, the last day for one hour from 9-10. While she was away elsewhere, and before school officially ended I had the new guy arrive on my door step at the crack of dawn for a play date.

Funny, when he arrives he told me that his wife had laughed at him when she heard what time he had agreed to a date with me at. Think about it, 7 am is the only time that I had available, I offered it, and he took it. Remember this is after I shaved a woman's head last night and then went out to dinner with kara. Home to sleep for 6 hours before my morning treat arrived.

His wife says, "well atleast she'll get to see you how you are in the mornings." ha, he never once showed me any morning behavior that was grumbly, oh lucky me, or what a wise man he really is.


We played for a couple of hours, he in the hottest Northbound Leather thong that you can imagine and a slight blush to his cheeks, both on his face and ass. Damn if he didn't look so sexy that I was awake with desire to push his buttons and to do some SM play.

Canes hit thighs, hands spanked bottoms, clips and clamps compressed tender nipple tissue and kisses soothed much away. My Dominance directed him and his desire to please me and experience new things held him captive to my whims and fancy. The leather hood over his head kept him focused and aware of the necessity for trusting me completely.

When I was done with him, I told him what I wanted from him next. "Catch your breathe for a minute, then I'm going to take the hood off slowly. There is a bottle of massage oil on my dresser, I'm going to lay out flat on my bed. With STRONG hands you're going to run down my shoulders and back, then I'm going to show you a spot a little lower that I adore to have rubbed as well." "Do you understand everything?" The faceless, anonymous leather hood nods back at me as I slowly unlace the back of the hood and pull his head free.

Leaving him in his own bubble of reality checking, I roll over instantly and feel the bed shift as he reaches for the Sugar Oil. Strong strokes start gliding over my back as he massages me, he also on my orders, tells me nasty things he's hungering for me to do to him some day when we get the chance again.


If I told you he brought me a body bag as a gift would you find it odd? He thinks I may be able to use it in a workshop or scene some day. It's now in my toy chest along with all my other toys and accessories. It's not my first body bag either, once about 6 years ago another man gave me a body bag too. Although I wasn't teaching SM classes then I was already a sex activist and a sexual explorer. When I got the first body bag, the man who bought it for me said, "Jennifer, when I saw it sitting there, I just knew I had to get it for you. I couldn't think of anyone else kinky enough to be able to pull off using a body bag in a sexual setting and being able to make it erotic." And so, he bought and brought me my first body bag. Now I have two.

By 9:20 this morning new guy was on the road back to his home and life and I was left alone. Dressed quickly, tidied up the play area then jumped in to the car to drive to my daughters school to pick her up in time for the 10 o'clock bell. She was promoted to Grade 7, received 4 school awards and his happy to be done with another school year.

Stopped and bought fruit and vegetables and was home by 11:30. For passing I gave my daughter a new game called Yohoho Puzzle Pirates and it was all wrapped up waiting for her when we returned home. She opened it immmediately, then asked to play it on the computer. Agreeing with her she sat at my desk to play and I stretched out on the sofa in the living room waking up at 1:00 this afternoon after some much needed rest.


It's 3:30 now and I've done a Blog entry and also finished my latest product review and sent it off.

Now it's time for some lunch & some domestic stuff like dishes, vacuuming and dinner preparations. From one extreme to the next, welcome to my world.

Jennifer

shaved a woman bald

Tonight at 6:30pm I walked through the front door of a woman's home in powder blue 5 inch heels & matching leather car coat and was welcomed into her world. Taking off my coat and settling myself I turned to see the recipient of my evenings energy. Before me stood the woman whose head I was about to shave bald.

After settling and binding her on a stool in the middle of the room, with music beating in the air and through my veins, I set about my task. Make her bald and return her to her natural state of beauty. Exposed.

Took me a minute to center myself, to find my strength, breathe, then...

Grabbing and twirling large clumps of it together, I chopped off areas of her hair at a time. Falling to the floor, covering her in her own hair. Over and over, with scissors I removed the length that once took much time to grow. I cut until my scissors could do no more and it was time for the electric razor. My focus was so dedicated to her, that I was aware of nothing else.

Standing looking at what I'd done and pausing, I was mesmerized by the transformation. She looked stunning already and where I started out tentative and slow, I was now motoring along and feeling high from the energy we were creating.

Screams, cries of joy but no tears. No mirrors either until it was over.

The electric razor slid over her head in short smooth lines until all hair was removed down to 1/16 of an inch. Which looks like 5 o'clock shadow. How controlled I felt and how thankful for the opportunity.

Blindfolded, she could only hear my words to soothe her spirit as I exposed her bald head to the air and to the light of day. She gasped and I smiled.

A straight razor and I ran it over her head completely once and then a second time for touch ups before deciding we were done.

After spending time winding down with the woman and talking for awhile it was time to leave. It was a feeling I'm not familiar with to walk away from someone after doing something so dramatic with them. It was an exhillerating experience for me and one where I learned some things about myself.

There is this great Chinese/Japanese restaurant that I love on Hastings and Kara and I had a late dinner there together tonight. We haven't had much alone time together lately so any time we can grab we do. Dinner was great, Kung Pao chicken and rice.

And to top it all off, Jims Birthday is today. It is my Daddies birthday but he was out sailing this afternoon in Bellingham, so we are celebrating his birthday this Thursday instead as that is when he is next up.

I'm alone tonight here in the house, thankfully. Without doubt, I'm one of those people who needs alone time. It's the plan for me to actually go to sleep early and get some good rest for myself.

Why might you ask would I suddenly today want a good sleep?

Well, I have a date with the "new guy" at 7:00 tomorrow morning here at my place, that's why! There is a whole blog post to be written on poly & dating surrounding this date, so let me tell you about that tomorrow.

Did you notice that on the right hand side of my Blog is a new heading called Affiliates. Have a look around Tickled Pink Toys. It's a local to Vancouver company, that's run by a friend of mine also named Jennifer. She sells quality adult products (sex toys, lingerie, books etc), in Canadian dollars and is great to deal with.

** I just received an email from the woman whose head I shaved this evening, it was her check in email to me. All is very well for her. The last line of her email said this to me "Sleep well pioneer of a more sex positive world!" And on this very pleasant note, I shall go to bed.


night

Jennifer
sex activist

photo of presenters

This picture was taken a few weeks ago of Dossie Easton, myself, Allena and Veronica Monet. We 4 women are also all presenting workshops and classes together here in October for the Libido Events Vancouver Sexuality Empowerment Conference.



If I had the energy there would be so much more to write. Doesn't matter how tired I am, my life is never dull and truthfully most times rather titillating. More things happen in my bed, world, heart and home in one day than is imaginable. 500 free condoms were given to me the other day by a friend for our Naughty Pajama parties and on Tuesday I've been asked to shave a womans head. Damn I'm a lucky, blessed and trusted woman.

night

Jennifer

Bill C-38 for same sex marriage

Have you Cast Your Vote On The National Marriage Referendum yet?

“Should Parliament pass Bill C-38 to legalize same-sex marriage in Canada?”

The Liberal Government has brought Bill C-38 before the people of Canada which will change the definition of marriage from "a union between a man and a woman to the exclusion of all others" to read "a union of two persons to the exclusion of all others" to accommodate same-sex marriage.

Current Vote:

No

79,206

Yes

34, 288


Have YOU voted yet? If not, then now is the time and here is the link. It won't take but a few minutes of your time. Vote now!

http://www.referendumcanada.ca/uficanada/referendum/index2.cfm

blessings

Jennifer

all in a days work

Today was a home bound day for me during the day and the evening had me teaching Erotic Wax & Ice play over at the studio.

I needed to be home today to spend time catching up on things, I took no phone calls, just worked in the quiet of my home. No radio, no tv, nothing, just me being productive. It took me three hours just to get my desk top, book cupboard and toy chest cleaned out and another hour to do the storage closet. The kinky stuff just piles up around here both from the post box and from people. It's a job in itself to just keep abreast of all the paper, mail, ideas and new toys.

For my wax & ice class I needed a large quantity of ice for the interactive portion. So when driving to class I pulled in to the local Mc Donalds and went walking in with a big Tupperware container. Walked straight up to the young man behind the counter, who was barely old enough to drive, yet old enough to look at me with eyes that said he knew a woman when he saw one and said...

"Would you fill this with ice please?" He took my container to the back room ice machine and filled it. A community service is what this is and I'm all for community service. If I'd told him what the ice was really for, do you think he would have believed me? Ah, he looked so young that I would have had to ID him before divulging my dirty little secret anyways. McDonald's will fill your cooler any time with ice if you bring it to them, and I do often, and year round too. And yes, I even get ice from them to use in my erotic wax & ice play class. Now how naughty is that? Unlike the ice that comes from trays, McDonalds ice already comes with rounded edges making pieces not sharp and ready for sensation play.

Then class tonight was a slow mellow one, so we had plenty of time to do the class and to do a long interactive portion where both Kara and I were waxed and iced at the same time by workshop attendees. And wow, did we ever have a great time, we had some amazing students this evening who were not only quick studies but also eager students. The class was great and we even covered everything that I had wanted to.

Special thanks to Felicity for working the door and bringing me a slurpee too!

Kara and I drive home together along Hastings street, she in her car driving behind me in my car. After a few minutes of driving, I motion to her to pull up along side me, and finally, she catches on and does just that. Much to her surprise, she was greeted by the visual of my bare tits flashing her and my smile spread across my face as I watched her eyes light up at my deviance.

I motion for her to flash me, and she shakes her head wildly no. I nod, vigorously YES. She shakes back and forth no, as we're still driving side by side going 55 along the road. Then a red light at Hastings and Cassiar and Kara is screwed, both her and I are first in line, side by side in our own lanes, and I give her the look. LIFT UP YOUR SHIRT NOW! or else!

I watch Kara mentally process my demand. The pros and the cons. It was the look of submission that washed over her face quickly that most turned me on, the look of submission right before the flash. She hadn't wanted to flash me, but she did, to please me. And when she did it, when she finally flashed me, it was an act of submission as she knew it was turning me on. And in that, Kara got a rush too.

Finally the girl catches on, looks around quickly at the cars on either side of us then quickly flashes me her beautifully full, high round breasts that have stunning sterling nipple flower shields over her nipples thus accenting her breasts all that much more for me visually. Next to me is a white truck and a man in uniform, ah, what a happy site. His truck door reads Park Ranger. Perhaps he could feel the heat of Kara and I because he looked over as he made his left turn and left us behind sitting in our individual cars, bare breasted, free, in love and smiling at one another. We had just made the most of another moment.


Early in the evening, before class as I was standing in line for some BBQ Pork from this little Asian market, Allena had phoned. With no time to talk it was just a quick question and answer between us, a poly moment really, a check in on my up coming workshops at The Wet Spot in August and a brief chat about Daddies birthday next week. Allena would like me to go to Vegas with her and I'm thinking that this may well be an exciting place to visit as I've never been before. And given that we'd be going as two woman together, without our Daddy we could get in a whole ton of trouble! How delightful.


Must get ready for bed now. I'm actually quite tired. My 11 year old is in my bed as I type this as I'd said yes to her request to sleep with me tonight. I figure her and I have so little time left where she'll even want to be sleeping with me and letting me hold her like that, SO, when she asks me, if it's possible, I say yes. Since I never know which night is going to be her last night in my bed as my little girl, it seems wisest to just indulge us both and have her with me now.

blessings

Jennifer

slogans on t shirts

Pain is temporary.
Pride is forever.

I saw this today on the front of a boys t shirt as he was hanging off the back of a shopping cart being pushed by his mother through a store. I smiled from ear to ear when I read the shirt as it's so applicable to how I lead my life. It's the sort of slogan that if I'd found it on a pair of panties scrawled across the butt, surely I'd have purchased them and you'd have found me presenting myself to Jim in them one day for some SM play.

Couldn't help but go walking over to the woman pushing the cart, smile at her, turn, look to her son, then say "that's a great shirt, where by chance did he get it from?" Only to have her reply that it was his lacrosse team that gave one to each boy. Damn, that was not the answer that I was hoping for.


Some of the most painful things that I've ever experienced in my life, are things that today give me the greatest sense of pride and accomplishment to have made it through.

Pain is temporary.
Pride is forever.

and for this I am grateful, humbled and filled with thanks.


Jennifer

finding time to do it all

Finding the time to do it all is impossible for me, may be not for you, but for me it is not in the cards. I've tried with every ounce of energy that I have, and it's just not in me to accomplish all that I would like to in any given day, week, month or even year. When this realization first hit, I knew then that I had to prioritize my life a little better.

First here are my priorities:

1. my daughter
2. my family (immediate parents/grandparents & poly Jim, Allena, kara)
3. work - Libido Events (teaching, presenting & hosting events)
4. home
4a. friends & outside play partners
5. personal growth, development & alone time (I do need alone time)
6. then everything else is on a first come first served basis, almost

future planning, long term projects, education, play, social time, health etc

I try to make time to meet the needs of everyone in my life. Not all their needs, but the ones that get met through me. This means sometimes postponing dates till ample time is available and sometimes a date in the middle of the day or first thing in the morning. Other times this means a lengthy phone conversation to work something out or just to connect because meeting face to face is just not in the cards. Emails sent to book partners time and to check on their availability. Every now and again having to say, today I have nothing in me to give you other than my love.

I give, I love, I share, I embrace and I nurture those whom are close to me and those who make their way in to my world. I don't necessarily need to even know someone well to love them for a short time and to have them in my life.

My daughter is the corner stone of my worldd and she gets the best of me always. This is my guarantee to her. Mom! I love the name and all that comes with it. I'm her mother and I will not allow anyone to trample on that, make it less than it is, or to be a distraction to this relationship. Sacred, special mother & daughter love. Every other weekend and a week day every week she is away, plus she is in school full time, and with that I have some alone time as a woman who does not live with any of her partners.

Child out of the house and work commitments met, what else is there to do but take care of home, a little personal growth and of course, my partners. Everyone gets time with me, and I get time with everyone. It's not perfect, but it is pretty close considering the types of relationships that I'm navigating.

I'm my daughters mother
I'm my daddies little girl
I'm Jims bottom, masochist, and life partner
I'm karas Mistress
I'm Allenas Top and life partner
I'm new guys occasional Top play partner
and I'm the play partner to many other occasional friends & lovers

Huh, seems like a long list of people to keep happy. Good thing it's not my job to keep them all happy. Ok, it's my job to keep my child happy but aside from her, everyone else is on their own for happiness. I can not create happiness in anyone, I can create a good time but not happiness nor do I want the daunting task of being responsible for such things. My partners have all learned to be excellent communicators over time as to their wants and needs with me. Cause here's the deal, you can't have anything at all with me, until you can say it out loud and ask for it. Once you say it, it becomes something we can work on together, but a mind reader I am not and I also will not draw information out of someone. No time. I'll be here when you are ready to say it, but no time to doddle around with it.

For me finding the time to be with my partners is also about being really clear for myself what I want to be doing with someone when I am with them so that our time together is maximized for good times. It's my preference in poly to only do with my partners and life partners what I feel like I'm best at and what we are best at as a unit. Because everyone has "other" outside relationships, I see no reason for me to have to do something with someone that I'm not passionate about. Being poly means that each of us can go to whomever is most able to meet our specific need at any given time. And to be honest with you, I'm grateful when one of my partners tells me they are going out with one of their other play partners for a type of sex play or sex that I'm not really that interested in. Yippee, go for it, go do it with someone who will do it with you with passion thus making it not something that they'll be looking to me for.

I refuse to be everything to one person because I'm not able to and I recognize this in myself. Plus I don't want the weight, that comes with attempting to be everything to someone.

And guess what, I REFUSE to have someone look at me like I could be everything to them. No way is it possible for me to just be with one person. Inside of me is just way to much love, passion, energy and responsiveness for one person, I've got to share it with others. This is simply who I am.

Finding the time is still hard, but I manage to. How?

I sleep less, keep lists of important dates & commitments, prioritize my life better, delegate responsibilities, learned to say no, accepted that I need help from time to time, learned to ask for help, got better at sharing, gained a respect for time, learned to watch time, removed from life that which was baggage weighing me down, got creative at multi tasking and have also gotten skilled at making the most out of what time is available at any given moment.

Often times I feel like what I offer my partners is not enough and I feel some guilt over this. Then I remember that we negotiated a poly relationship together and as such my partner/s were aware coming in to our relationship of my time constraints just as much as they were aware of my ability to love and play. Ha, it's a good reminder for me, that each of us does poly, not just me. And today I might feel this way and tomorrow it could be one of my partners feeling this way.

Finding the time to do it all means that I must stop typing this now and start getting ready for work. On the drive there rest assured that on my cell phone will be one of my partners talking to me as we struggle to catch up with one another before I start work.

My step grand father has been given about a week to live and tonight after work it's a long drive out to the valley for me to visit him before he passes away. My parents are arriving in this evening from out of town and I'll catch up with them then. It's my prayer that he will not pass away on Fathers Day this Sunday or before.

I may feel short on time now and again but because of poly, I've never felt short of love.

Jennifer
poly & proud

setting the tone for play

Standing on the sidewalk I was engaged in an entertaining conversation with a woman friend late at night on Hastings Street. We were speaking about her husband (and in front of him) and it was a conversation between her and I. He, her bottom and husband. He, my new submissive play partner.

As she and I spoke, I was telling her how sometimes men like to make a bigger deal out of something that requires work than need be, just so that they can delay having to accomplish said project. Of course, I was referring to making a zipper.

A zipper? Come on, you know what a zipper is? A sex toy. An SM toy. An implement of erotic torture. It's where you to take a bunch of clothes pegs/clamps, drill holes in the ends, and put a long boot lace through them all and tie the ends together.

Next lay your partner down and apply said clips to area in need of attention. (inner thighs are a good place to start and work towards the hot spots of genitals, breasts, sternum) Pinch em tight! Clip them on in a nice neat row, and then move them about varying placement of them by an inch or so. Tug on those clips, then twist them back and forth. Then when good and ready, take a deep breath, tell your partner you love them and with one swift PULL, you rip the zipper along the persons body, thus removing all the pegs and sending them into a squirming mess of moans and groans. For the right masochist or those intense sensation seekers, this is a great toy to play with and an easy one to make.

I had just finished telling this woman that she should have her bottom drill holes in the wooden clothes pegs that they own in order to pervert them in to a zipper. Bottom man then says, something to the tune of "drilling holes would be a lot of work, require special tools and be some big deal job." Not! No way could we let him believe this, or convince his partner of this. Here's the deal, I was talking with his wife and Top, not with him at that moment and we were discussing things to have him do for her, and potentially for me. Should he have been interrupting? hhmm, NO!

Does making holes in wooden clothes pegs require a drill and special tools? NO. And as I told both of them, he could do it with a hammer and a nail if he wanted to OR was ordered to. Men can make so much of the little things some times.

Anyways, when bottom man interrupted me while talking to share his woes over making such a toy, it was time for me to remind him that this was a conversation between his wife/Top and myself, and not between the three of us.

I'll negotiate play with him as we travel together through SM, but in these early days of discovery I want him to feel my control and power through my words and actions. The side walk episode was the first time that as a Top I believe I made him GULP. And I saw that gulp go down. It was hot to watch him catch what had happened, the start of a D/s play relationship and I've yet to lay a hand on him. Just toying with his head and trying to figure for myself what roads I want to go down with him and which we'll be side stepping.

Setting the tone for our play with clips or clamp has already started just by our sidewalk conversation and my reminding him of his place. I'm confident that when I do tell him that it's time for him to make me a zipper to use on him that he'll make an excellent one and also not interrupt me when I'm trying to tell him how many clips I want on it and how long the zipper should be. Why am I so confident? Because I believe that by having him make the zipper, delaying the experience of doing it and by talking about it around him (a lot) that eventually as much as he may be frightened of having a zipper used on him that he'll still want the experience from me. And he came to me as a bottom because he trusts me to do him no harm and to keep him safe even when it doesn't feel like safe is a possibility. I'm also sure that he will find the zipper to be erotic, because with me using it on him there's a guarantee of some Jennifer attention and loving at the end of it. Plus it's my hope to teach him how to eroticize pain and discontent so he may get the most out of his play time.

Rewarding someone well for doing something that is hard or scary makes them think twice about doing it yet again for you or on your command. With this in mind, know that I'm SUPERB at creating rewards and at creating want in my play partners too. It makes me feel powerfully sexy to have someone make a request of me for a type of play that I know they are either filled with trepidation over or for something that I know they fear.

So when you think of bottom man and the zipper don't think OUCHY thoughts. No. No. Think to yourself,"Wow, isn't Jennifer a giving Top, putting that zipper on him just so that she can have an excuse to wrap him up in her arms and presence afterwards." How nice of her to think of him in this way. A zipper, such a simple to make home made item that anyone could construct in no time....

and this includes bottom man.

FYI - I asked bottom man awhile back to think of a name for himself so I can write about him here. He's yet to get back to me with a pseudonym for me to us.

Jennifer

bare breasts and a hug

There was a woman in last nights Rope Bondage 2 class who had an impact on me. This attractive young woman, reminded me of what it is like to be new in an area of sex positive culture and how easy it is to assume things about people.

The body harness class was two and a half hours long and when it ended at 9:30 everyone stood around talking while the clean up was taking place. I had my top and my bra off as we'd just been doing chest harnesses in the class and I'd not made it yet to putting it back on. So this woman is leaving finally at nights end and I, topless, go walking over to her and motion in that way that says may I hug you? and she opens her arms and we embrace, (bare chest to t shirt covered chest) briefly for like 5-7 seconds and then I thanked her for making it out to the class and stepped back.

"Wow, that's a first" she says, sounding perhaps a tad out of breath and looking flushed. "I've never hugged a bare breasted woman before!" "Really, you've never hugged a woman before with bare tits?" "Nope." And I realize as she tells me this that I had assumed she would have been in contact with another woman before in a sexual setting. Which is a reminder for me that just because someone attends a class on any topic in the erotic arts does not mean that they have any interest in any of the other areas and that because someone is in a class, does not suddenly give them experience or make them experienced in that or any other arena as well.

I say to her, "the skin right up here, is so soft when you stroke it like this.

And I take my index and middle finger, crook them and stroke slowly the warm fleshy area above my breast where the arm and breast meet. And say,"oh yeah, really soft, try me..." Her eyes widen a little and I watch as her hand extends towards me and she mimic my movement as strokes me twice right where I had shown her. Nothing more, nothing less. Just an opportunity to try something new. And she did. Then she looked me square in the eyes, with a big smile on her face and said "and that's all that I'm going to touch too."

Me, I was just happy that I had the opportunity to be a safe first for somebody and in that I felt like my daily dose of activism had been achieved. This mixed in with our successful rope bondage class and I was doing well last night.

New guy and his wife even made it out and I was thrilled to have them there and to see him getting all tied up and also practicing his rope skills too.

Jim and I made our way back home finally, watched the news, then closed our bedroom door for a couple hours of late night, hush hush on the noises of ecstasy, desire and pain, cause the child's sleeping in the next room kind of SM & sex play that we were in need of.

Jennifer

lazy Sunday & memories of Sat night

My bottom is striped with red lines, cane marks, a reminder of the play that was had last night at Sin City.

Jim and I did some S/M play just like I was hoping for (and hinted for) and I managed to get my bottom and thighs caned from here to kingdom come! It was so much fun to wallow in my masochism for awhile and to also be bound in rope for some bondage play too. Predicament bondage is what Jim does a lot of with me and it's my favorite (aside from suspension) as it takes all off my concentration to stay in the posistions that he puts me in. Being bound on that level means my concentration is so strong that I can erase the outside world and just focus on our play together.

Tied with hemp rope, holding my arms secure behind my back together in a full arm prayer, rendering me unable to keep Jim off of me.... one leg supporting me on the ground, while the other ankle is wrapped in rope and tethered to a ceiling bolt to hold me spread, wide, open, exposed, accessible for Jims viewing pleasure. A chest harness around my torso, making my breasts swell and thus giving him another area to play with my endorphin buttons and another spot to tether me from. He must have had me hanging around for a good 45 minutes and mixed in with the caning, I've got to say that today I'm a happy satiated little masochist. There is nothing better than turning my head around while standing and being caned, to see Jim, swinging a cane and watching me and my body with his full attention. It's a good connection that we get when doing SM and bondage.

We were in to home fairly early last night as this morning we had to be up to pick up my daughter from Richmond at 10:30, as she had spent the weekend camping with Girl Guides.

Today is a lazy day of sorts. Jims on my bed working on his laptop, I'm working on mine in the office and the child is laying on the sofa resting after a cold & rainy weekend in a tent.

For the first time since I've had a car, it seems to have a problem. I've no dash lights or radio lights and the "check engine" light is coming on. hmm. Not good. My Daddy said that he is going to put on jeans and go downstairs and check my car shortly to give me the verdict. I'm not a car girl, a light comes on and says trouble, and what do I do? I call the people in my life and ask them what to do. We're all experts at something or atleast recognize our strengths, and me, I'm fully accepting of the fact that I know nothing about cars.

Later tonight I'll pack for tomorrow nights Rope Bondage 2 class that we're teaching. Get everything packed today then tomorrow when the child is in school and my work is all done, what free time I will have left will just be for my Daddy and not me working. It would appear that I work a lot and need to make a conscious effort to make free time for myself and my Daddy when working at home.


blessings

Jennifer

rope, submission and play

It's Saturday morning and I awoke at 6:36 just to start typing naked at the computer, cross legged and slightly chilled as my bed had been so nicely heated. Last night at 11:30, the lights went out here in my bedroom and I went straight to dream land. After of course, returning home from having dinner with the new guy and his wife. It would be wrong for me to not say how delicious the meal was, BBQ'd steaks, baked potatoes, corn on the cob, salad and sparkle cookies with ice cream for dessert. Yummy good! And when I left I left the dishes behind with them. See in my house, the dish washer is me, so dinner cooked for me and no dishes to do, you can understand then why it felt so special to me. Dinner PLUS...


Us three had a poly talk and it looks like all is going to work out between us. We're slowly negotiating a play / D/s relationship where by cute guy would be my bottom, yippee! Me, with a new guy to play with and he with an encouraging wife. It doesn't get any better than this. Now the way to maintain this type of extra curricular relationship is to keep everyone safe. Physically AND emotionally. Practice no surprises and don't scare the villagers. Keep everyone informed and get consent at every step along the way. And not just from him, but from the two of them as a couple. This is how I play and this is what keeps people around in my life is my ability to be that ethical player or if you will, that ethical slut. Managing multi partnered play and / or relationships is also easy for me because I'm not looking to be everything to anyone NOR will I allow anyone to look at me in that light.

Now about today - I work from 12-6 and then return home to shower and change my look from day time employee, to night time glamoured up Diva on her way to Sin City. Yes, it is tonight, the second Saturday of the month again and it's time. Time for the world of fetish, dancing, BDSM play and eye candy at 23 West Cordova from 9-3. Jim is arriving in at 8 to pick me up and we are heading straight to the event from here.

Who knows what I'll wear, but surely I'll be able to come up with something while I'm working today. Already I'm confident that I'll be exhausted BEFORE I even arrive but I know that the sex energy is so high there that it alone can keep me going all night long. What I'm thiking is that going tied in just a rope harness would be perhaps the best way to go, a guarantee if you will of endorphins going off, all that rope pulled tight and constricting around each of my breasts, binding me tight, holding me together, restrciting my breathing and making me filled with desire while navigating each step carefully in a pair of 6 inch heels and moving to the music and the endorphins. A piece of hemp rope, tied in to an intricate knot, just big enough to cover my mons, thus making it legal for me to be in a bar barely dressed!

Mix this in with the fact that my bottoming to rope and to perhaps some SM is even in the cards for me this evening. Gets me excited just thinking about it now. The other day I'd emailed my Daddy and asked him if we could play tonight...I've found as a bottom that the sure fire way to get my needs and wants met is to be able to not only articulate them out loud but also to offer something up in exchange. I offered Jim my submission and asked him if we could leave the Daddy part behind tonight seeing as though I'm really looking for some SM from him and I do this best with him (in public) when I do this masochism stuff with him as my Top and not as my Daddy. Make sense? I'd much rather have him come to me as my Daddy afterwards and carry me away and make it all better. See, I'm a girl who knows what she likes!

Oh yes, and yesterday when I checked the Libido Events post box I found to my giddy, lustful surprise that Midori's new book (Wild Side Sex: The Book of Kink) has arrived to me finally. Not only was it in the post box yesterday but by last night it has been read at work on a break, dropped in to my purse and flipped through at red lights and is now proudly laying on my bedside table next to some O'My lube. Erotica and lube at my bedside, are you catching on that I'm a tad bit of a sensualist? I am!

Off to scrub down with some Got2b soy and apple foaming body shower latte, before facing the world. If you see me at Sin City tonight and I'm not playing in the dungeon or otherwise engaged, then stop by and say hello.

Jennifer

moms reaction & her gift to me

My mother has arrived in one piece, toured the house twice and deemed it acceptable for both her daughter and grand daughter to live in. (thankfully)

Not a word from her either as she stood in my bedroom, before my dresser, looking at the Gatewood print, with a sticky note covering the bottom half of two men, hanging on my wall. Didn't blink an eye and I'm pleased with myself for making it easy for her to be here comfortably. (and for me)

Of course, my mom is a good mom and she arrived with a domestic care package and a bag of presents. Tonight mom is sleeping in my daughters bed and my child is of course spread out in my queen size bed, grinding her teeth and kicking off the covers. See what I have to look forward to shortly!

The coolest thing my mom gave me was a new coffee mug. Being born late October makes me a Scorpio and the mug says this about Scorpios...

You possess an intense, magnetic personality, and are very energetic. You are mysterious and secretive, and employ subtle methods to achieve your ambitious goals. You are very determined and thrive on challenges. In love, you are extremely passionate and sexual. You can hold a grudge at times, but when you come on strong, few can refuse you.

It's true, I've been called intense many of times and I take this as a positive, just like having a strong personality. Being energetic is obvious yes? Although lately I've been quite tired. Perhaps I need some vitamins.

Challenges are fun and hell yes I'm determined, couldn't be a sex activist and not be. And passionate, yup that's me too along with ambitious. Take a look around at my world, it takes ambition to see a future for sex positive culture and to walk here.

It's just a fun novelty type mug and yet I feel like it was written personally for me.

My guess is that some time tomorrow while I'm at work at daughter and mom are here without me, that my mom will sneak a peek at the Gatewood print sans the sticky note. Hopefully when this happens, she'll recognize that her daughter was trying to keep her safe and she'll smile at me and forget about the print that I have on my bedroom wall.

News on the poly front:

1. Kara has chosen her wedding dress
2. Bella is well at home in Seattle after our Tuesday overnight date
3. spoke to Jim he's in Bellingham at the studio
4. new guy is taunting me by talking about body massages


Jennifer
mother, daughter and sex activist all rolled in to one tonight

sticky notes to hide genitals

I bring this up because my mother is on her way over to my house for the first time since we've moved in to the new place.

On the wall, above the dresser in my bedroom hangs a print that I adore. It was a gift of sorts awhile back and it's been put in a matt & frame and hung with love.

The print itself is a black & white 8x10 framed to 11x14, so you can see how it would get noticed hanging on the wall, above the dresser in my bedroom right? Did I mention that a lamp sits below it, illuminating it ever so well?

Oh the photographer is San Francisco's Charles Gatewood and when he last stayed here at the house, he gave me the print as a gift. Charles is the most amazingly kind man and such a talented and famous modern primitive / erotic photographer. (there are other prints in the house, but nothing quite like this print from Charles)

The print is of two gay men (likely lovers) standing in the door way of a New York sex club inside rooms. It's a stunning print of these men, arm in arm, each wearing a mask to disguise them if you will. Both men are in lingerie and the photo ends just about mid thigh on them. Ropes hang in the background and you can almost smell the musk of these men, cause it's just that sexy.

A sheer black garter with stockings on this one man and he's wearing a camisole and holding a beer with his tongue slightly pushed out. The other man his cock is exposed, hung ready for something, anything, bare chested, garter and stockings with a sly smile and the look of a man whose really comfortable with himself and his partner.

I love this print and do not plan on removing it from my wall before my mother arrives, yet I do feel like it's not appropriate for her to run across it while she tours the house tonight and tomorrow.

Here's what I've done to make myself feel better about my mothers reaction to the print. In my top desk drawer are yellow sticky notes. Sitting at my desk with pen in hand, I wrote across the top sticky note on the block...

lift with caution

It's true, I now feel much better about my mother looking at the print. Because you see, I took that sticky walked to the print & firmly traced the gummed backing on to the glass of the frame. It was just big enough to cover the lower waist area of these two men, thus hiding their genitals.

Now if my mother looks, it's all on her. And as for me, I feel like a good daughter for keeping her safe from something that I know she would rather not see. She'll know it's there, but she'll get that I went to some effort to think of her and protect her. (atleast this is my hope)

My mom is due in any minute and I need to finish readying the house for her arrival and my daughter for bed.

Later tonight after I get them both tucked in, my plan is to spend some time working on the computer on Libido Events stuff and having a peek under the sticky before I turn out the light for bed.



blessings

Jennifer

shifting of power

Last night Jim and I were cuddled up on the sofa (alone in the house) after the rope bondage class, the news was just ending and he starts to speak. Since we're alone, I am naked, his preferred way to have me. "Lay back, flat on the sofa" he says as he get's on his knees along side my outstretched body and pulls the cushion out from under my head. His hand ran the length of my body and there may have been a kiss to my forehead before I saw his hand reach towards the pocket on his jeans.

Now earlier, before the news on tv, before naked, we'd arrived back from the class and I set about putting everything away. Asked to ready myself for bed and with permission set about brushing my teeth, using the washroom and folding back the bed. While in the bedroom putting things away, I had seen underneath his computer bag on top of the medical table in my room, the caddle prod.

The caddle prod and I have a long history together, it's a love - hate relationship and I'm sure you can understand why. I love the fear & terror it conjures up in me and the intensity of the pain it creates YET I hate the fact that it can humble me to tears and groveling and make it impossible for me to control my flailing body when it strikes. But we get so close when we play with it. Really close, it's a huge trust thing to play with a toy like that and a huge turn on too.

He reaches in to his pocket and says in a really stern loud tone "Arms up, over your head and keep them there!" Damn I don't like this already yet I want to play so bad that what ever he wants will be ok with me. So long as it keeps us close. A Wartenburg pinwheel comes out from behind the caddle prod that I can see sticking out of his pocket and he trails it over my body till I dance and shimmy and groan and moan so loud that I know he wants to use me more for something more.

And then there we go, here it comes, my uncertainty, my fear, my panic and a caddle prod all at once. The mind or at least my mind, goes so fast at this moment. My bottom lip quivering and the caddle prod being pushed in to my thigh then thighs, and traced over every inch of my trembling body. Legs spread, against my will but with my consent and I'll be damned, but I was so aroused with fear, want and submission that when it touched my labia, yes, my legs shook and clamped shut briefly, but what he wanted in that moment was for me to give it all up to him. It's sliding in to my moistness and I know that if I had not been so aroused it never would have or could have been pushed in me. It's my own want that has create this horrible predicament for myself. Could have gotten up and walked away in that moment as the only things holding me still was my desire to please my Daddy. Have faith Jennifer. Trust in me. I'll keep you safe. We've done this before, it hurts so bad only because you know the pain...

Funny thing for me with a caddle prod, once it lands, I can't find exactly where it landed any more as the feeling spreads so far out. Pushed in deep to my torso it's an exhilarating sensation and one that I'll continue to seek out.

About 1am we went to bed and at 3 I was sleeping on the sofa to avoid the snoring. Then at 5am, sleeping the sleep of the dead, I'm suddenly being carried briskly through the house in the arms of my Daddy, thrown to the bed, rolled over and shown yet again, who has the power in our relationship.

Now at 11:00 today Daddy left for his house and Allena is next on her way up to me from Seattle and due in at 6 tonight. In her and my relationship, I've got the power and tonight it will be fun to exercise it over her. What to do with her? Well I certainly won't be deciding this here, but over dinner I'm sure I'll create something.

The BBQ is ready and all I need now is for the knock at my door and to hear Bella say, "I've arrived Ma'am" and I'll know that the power has shifted in my house and in my bed yet again.

Jennifer
a switch

fitting it all in

Saturday you could have seen me sitting watching a parade with my daughter in the morning then wandering the closed, chaotic streets for a few hours had you been in Burnaby on Hastings Street at The Hats Off Day Parade. And thankfully the rain held off for the entire day and we were able to have such a great time together. Although I did not buy any cotton candy at the parade I did consume at 9:00 in the morning a Spicy Hot Italian oversized sausage on a bun and ate it till the final crumbs were in my mouth.

Following the parade festivities, my daughter along with a friend of hers went to a movie together then swimming. This of course left me suddenly with some available time. Should have, could have many things, but instead ended up out with new guy to dinner at a local pub and for a nice talk and visit. When we got back to his place, he presented me yet again, with another package of Chocolate Sparkle Cookies. WOW! These things are to die for, they are the worlds first baked truffle and they're made by Thomas Haas here in Vancouver.

Is it a Cookie? Is it a Truffle? Or is it a Dessert?

This award winning chocolate treat is so unique that it is difficult to categorize. Some call it a truffle, Vancouver Sun calls it The Best Cookie in the World.


Award Winning
"The World's Best Cookie"
Vancouver Sun, Feb 2003

"One of the Top Ten Favorite Recipes of the Year"
LA Times, Dec 2002

One thing I know for sure. The man has good taste in his sweets and I'm grateful.

We visited for awhile and then it was time for me to pick up the girls from the pool and bring them home seeing as the friend was sleeping over. By the time the girls were to bed at 10:30 I actually fell in to an exhausted sleep, thankfully. It was just needed.

Up Sunday morning and drove daughters friend home at 10 and then arrived back just in time to take a call from Kara saying her plans for the day had changed due to weather. I invited her along to the mall to clothes shop for my 11 year old who is growing at such a rapid pace these days.

We met up in the mall and off the 3 of us went. Kara, like Allena both move through my life, heart and home so often that they all just fit in to my family. While the child was in the change room it was time for a few stolen moments between Kara and I of pinched nipples, lingering touches, low moans of built up want and girl play. Doing things to Kara when she leasts expects them makes me wet. It's the look of surprise/alarm, right before it washes over to lust that makes it so hot for me visually. And that's really the only reason why I do things to her. Is that I like how it looks on her. Holding hands and being arm in arm is just a given with me, I'm like that with all my partners. Not the ideal way to spend time with my bottom in a mall, but hey, when life has got me being mom, then mom is what rules. Part of what makes Kara and Allena so special is there ability to honor me a mother by not making it hard for me to be a partner. (because out of all my partners, in poly or just casual play, I'm the only one with a child)


Wow, tomorrow is Monday already and Jim and I are teaching Rope Bondage 1 at the studio. It's always cool to see who shows up to rope classes, whose learned what and who is turning in to a rope Top or a rope Slut. After the class Jim and I return to a empty home as my daughter will be at her dads. After this update I plan on letting my Sir, my Daddy know that we'll be alone so perhaps he can preplan how he may wish to use me / and as such pack accordingly.

Jim's been with Allena in Seattle all weekend as I've been home bound. This Tuesday, Allena is coming up here to spend a day and night with me. Poly only works when communication is at it's best. And these days it's working pretty good, because everyone in my world is getting some of me as well as some of's with their other partners too. Life is good.

Seeing as though it's after 1, it would be wise for me to crawl in to my bed. My office is in my bedroom so it's not far for me to go. I've spent time on my knees before on this carpet, I'm confident I can crawl to bed on my own without anyone actually dragging me. (although being dragged can sure be hot!)

hugs, kisses and blessings,

Jennifer