finding my groove

Sunday daytime, following Saturday nights Women's Only Naughty PJ Party (hot party, if you're a woman you should have been there) I had Doug come over to help me paint a room in my house. We did it successfully as well, it turned out great, one room, three walls of it, done in vibrant Tangerine. Took us 6 hours to do it from primer to second coat of paint and clean up but it was worth every second we spent painting and every ounce of energy. Plus, inbetween coats, waiting for the color to dry, well I got to have my way with Doug.

Picture a man, in a leather hood, laying on the gyn table in my room - feet up in stirrups and using words like Please & Ma'am a lot. Made for a fabulous afternoon of domestic chores mixed with sex play and I was running on adrenaline at this point as I'd been at the Women's Party the night before till 2 and not to bed till 3.

Doug left at about 4:30 Monday after painting and being done by me! I then had a chance to shower and work on the computer some before Jim arrived for the evening with me. (our last night alone together)

Jim thought he'd enjoy eating his dinner more, if he put his hot bowl on the flesh of my naked stomach. He had me lay a blanket on the living room floor and then he put his dinner on my stomach and he ate his dinner out of the bowl while sitting next to me on the floor watching tv.

When he finally finished eating I found myself bound in hemp rope and unable to move either of my legs as they were tied as columns to one another and spread wide. Nasty fun on the living room floor till I was finally untied and ordered off to the bedroom where we went and I was used till I fell asleep unable to register anything except two things...

1. I was laying in a very wet puddle of girl juice
2. I was exhausted

Jim went home yesterday just before noon and then I headed off to work. The routine of life back again as my daughter returned last night and as such the revolving door of poly around here will disappear until Christmas break now and every other weekend.

Today I'm working this afternoon and then home to be mom full time again. School goes back in next week, the return to our routine will be welcome for me and an interesting transition for my daughter and for those who've grown accustomed over the summer to my availability.

Jennifer

misogyny / misandry and love

Misogynist, meaning a woman-hater is formed on the Greek misogunes, from misein, meaning hate, misos, meaning hatred, and gune, meaning WOMAN. It first appeared in written English in 1620 (spelled misogenyst).

In 1980 Sheila Ruth Defined misogyny as a word which "includes the beliefs that women are stupid, petty, manipulative, dishonest, silly, gossipy, irrational, incompetent, undependable, narcissistic, castrating, dirty, over emotional, unable to make altruistic judgments, oversexed, undersexed....Such beliefs culminate in attitudes that demean our bodies, our abilities, our characters, and our efforts, and imply that we must be controlled, dominated, subdued, abused, and used, not only for male benefit but for our own." (Issues In Feminism: A First Course in Womens Studies, 1980)

It was not until 1946 that misandry, meaning hatred of men, from the Greek aner, andr-, meaning a man, entered the vocabulary.

It's important for me to tell you that I'm intelligent, precise, honest, practice privacy and excellent personal & professional boundaries, am clean, skilled at loving myself or finding partners willing to do so with me, rational, strong, independent and willing to take ownership for my own stuff.

Know that Jim thinks I'm the most beautiful woman in the world and is moved by my commitment and passion towards anything I touch or breath life into. He knows my strengths and encourages me to follow and pursue my dreams and lust. I'm by no means squashed in my relationship here where I give up control, but rather empowered.

No one has the right to control me or my body in any way, shape or form and I'd fight for this right if it was ever taken from me. I can give up the control for a moment or a relationship long, but no one has the right to me. I'm a woman capable of standing on her own and achieving much for my family and for a greater community. Not just things for myself but things for others to benefit and grow by as well. I'm a creator, visionary and a force.

So strong, so strong, oh yes I am! This is who I am, because this is who I've evolved in to being while dealing with life. Strong, proud and independent. Then Jim shows up and there is my submission pouring out of me...it's how I love, atleast in this relationship. Jim doesn't hate me, no no, rather the opposite, Jim, my Daddy, he loves me so much that he dominates and controls me; subdues and uses me for strictly his own pleasures, and controls areas whole areas of my life, self and body. Misogynist?? Nope, sorry wrong answer. Rather a loving BDSM relationship between two mature consenting adults.

Only in my relationship with Jim have I freely given up certain basic rights, privlidges and expectations. It's a gift that I give to him, my trust unwavering and with that, my body. Use me for your pleasure, but keep me safe, god help us both, keep me safe and I'll come crawling back over and over again for more of you if you'll love me in this way. Love me with discipline, rules, regard, respect, a heavy hand and I'll continue to give up that control so you no longer need to take it anymore, it's become a given.

In being used by my partner because this is what we've chosen as our love style, well this is nothing more than a miracle that we've found one another. It's while being used, when my mind has taken the leap of faith necessary to allow this to happen that I start feeling as though I'm being empowered and filled with life fuel. It's over these times that I've come to find my biggest strengths and to know my most ugliest truths.

There is beauty in finding someone to share yourself in this way, I'm fortunate enough to have found Jim and in him love, Daddy and a Sir. Some times the way that we love one another looks odd to others, let's just all remember that there are many different love styles.

Jennifer
who loves a little differently

PS right now my car is packed and I'm heading off to work all day from 11:30-6pm then drive straight to this evenings Womens Only Naughty Party - a sex positive event from 8-1am then home by 3 because Doug is arriving at 10 to help me paint a room in my house for the day!

non-sexist writing

When you call me Miss or Mrs.
You invade my private life,
For it's not the public's business
If I am, or was, a wife.

Anon, quoted in Miller & Swift The Handbook of Non-Sexist Writing

info & partner sharing

Last night I worked Privately with a couple in their home for a few hours. As this was my second time being hired by them so it was a smooth and easy evening of discussions on Dominance & Power along with suggestions as to how to put it into actual play for themselves.

Being a guide for others and sharing what I know is my passion, it's how I give back to a culture and community that has blessed me with so many gifts. Sharing myself and knowledge & guiding others without shame, but rather with joy and passion, is what makes me so attractive to others I hear both personally and professionally.

Sitting naked at the computer Blogging before I need to head to work from 11:30-6pm, then I'm off to have dinner with a friend. I'm off to meet Doug's wife for dinner.

It's good poly practice for me to have a relationship with my partners significant other and in this case, it's a wife. She's a really cool woman whom I'm enjoying getting to know better over time. How amazing is it, that she allows me the privilege of playing with her husband in BDSM and permits us our relationship? WOW, lucky woman I am and tonight is my chance to thank her again and to check in with her as sharing your partner is a big deal and needs to be honored in my world.

ah, and only because it's funny do I share this, but my dear friend J, phoned me at 10:50 last night for a booty call. Normally I'd kill someone for phoning me at home so late at night and especially for something as hedonistic as a booty call, but with my daughter away on holidays, I found the whole matter hilarious. Although I declined the invite, we did set a date to get together with one another. Happy Birthday to you today J!

Sometime late tonight when I get home it will be time for me to start packing up for this Saturdays Women's Only Naughty PJ Party A Sex Positive Event.

Time to get dressed as my day job is the only job that I have that requires me to wear clothes. Go figure!

blessings

Jennifer

private class & daddy time

Last night I taught Sex Tips From A Bi Sexual Woman at the studio and then drove straight home to Jim who'd driven up to spend the night the night here with me. We cooked steaks and corn at 11:00 at night, then crawled into bed and made love till 2 in the morning. Our schedules have been so full as of late that we've resorted to snatching time however and whenever we can get it together.

We rolled out of bed this morning awhile ago now and not without complaint on my behalf. I love sleeping with my Daddy and being cuddled up in his warmth is intoxicating for me and so pulling us apart is often difficult as I hang on tight and make known my displeasure. (ha, it's the little girl in me) I've already cleaned up the bins and toys from last nights class and gotten Jim well on the road to Olympia. This afternoon I work, then this evening I'm teaching a private class.

I was contracted a week or so ago to teach a 3 hour class on Women's Dominance / SM 101 to a woman privately in the city at her home. The class went great and she got a lot out of it and now this evening, I've been hired again. This time, she and her partner have hired me and are going to see me as a couple to explore, female submission and male dominance.

Since I work this afternoon till 6pm I will be driving straight from work to my evening appointment and returning to a home and bed all to myself. Daughter still away on holidays and no poly partners in sight, my bed will be my own tonight. The questions that remains is "what time will I actually make it into bed and away from the work in my computer?"

Jennifer

smart balls for the vagina-review

What follows is a Product Review

Looks so innocent, almost like a stress ball that goes in the palm of your hand and you squeeze. But no, these are Smart Balls, coated in elastomer which is an inert,
hypoallergenic rubber that's safe and nonporous and they get covered in a layer of lube and slid up into the vaginal cavity where they'll stay nestled away as long as you want to enjoy them you lucky woman you!

My Smart Balls came in yellow and pink and are covered in subtle grooves that make even the simple act of insertion fun to draw out and toy with. Pop in one and slide it back it out, pop another in and grab the cord and tug. Tug, again and again and again, not hard enough to pull them out, just hard enough to make them wiggle and please you.

Two balls connected slightly and each containing a smaller ball inside designed specifically to allow the balls to constantly be in motion & rolling silently while we're moving about, thus giving way to a heightened sense of awareness to our pelvic interior and their delicious movement. What a lovely feeling of fullness and movement roaming your insides for an intimate massage with the Smart Balls.

Subtle, so subtle you can wear this to work and easy to remove with a simple pull cord when your done with it. The cord is covered in hypoallergenic rubber that makes cleaning simple and drips non existent.

This month Tickled Pink Toys has these Smart Balls on for $34.95 Canadian

Tickled Pink Toys ships within 2 business days for in-stock items with 90% of orders shipping within 24 hours of order placement.

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.

enjoy your pleasure seeking,

Jennifer
Libido Events

waxing purple toes

Let me tell you about my Saturday afternoon...

I had this date with this really attractive woman that I love. Let's call her my bottom, kara.

She was dressed as I asked her to be, in a skirt, sun hat, bra and pantiless. (accessible) Me in a dress and a hat as well.


Strolling through the Vandusen Botanical Gardens in Vancouver for hours hand in hand, we had such a lovely day together with no where particular to be and no agenda other than spending time with one another. We paused and spread a sheet and lay in the shade eating a picnic lunch and talking together while looking out at a sea of foliage and brilliant colored flowers so tall they blocked others from seeing us completely sitting on the grass floor.

Wandered over to the waterfall that was so stunning we had to sit and pause on bench to appreciate the view. (and to fondle one another) Walking further past lawns that are immaculate so immaculate here that it makes you wonder what little people with gardening tools must come out at night to create this wonder.

Finally I settled kara on to another bench later in the afternoon, next to a pond with pink and white lilies floating in it and turtles swimming amonst the lily pads as the hot afternoon sun was shaded behind very tall tress. Put a blindfold on her so she wouldn't know what was about to happen and then pulled her sun hat down so no one could see her face. Remove her shoes and put her feet on the sheet on the bench. On my knees next to her, I kiss her cheek and light the candle in my hand. She knows nothing, yet can hear the lighter I'm sure.

kara loves to have her feet covered in wax so......I took my candle and in the middle of the park with people walking by, blindfolded her while sitting next to the pond, I slowly covered her toes covered in purple paint in paraffin wax. Dripped some all over her feet, down her ankles, made it splatter and watched her body move to the heat of the candle wax and to the want that was building up in both of us. We played with the hot wax for a good 20 minutes before our little impromptu scene ended. What fun, I am a very lucky woman.

I should spend more Saturday afternoons lost in the bliss of a partner and so should you!

Jennifer

And for those of you environmentalists, don't worry, we did not leave the park floor covered in wax, we removed it from her feet with a scrubbie and put it all on the sheet, rolled it up, then I brought it all home to dispose of it myself.

back to city life

Hours out of the city, up in Whistler relaxing with my child was exactly the holiday and rest needed for the both of us. We strolled through the Village center and wandered through stores like the Lush, Gap, Cows, Chocolate Houses, Jewlery Cabinets, Art Exhibits and every tourist store we came upon. Ate sushi for lunch and picked up groceries earlier so the condo fridge was stocked with snacks and supplies.

We went to see the new movie March of the Penguins and it was spectacular. Narrated by Morgan Freedman who has the most lovely voice, the movie/documentary was riveting.

I've cut and pasted this from the Official Website:

Each winter, alone in the pitiless ice deserts of Antarctica, deep in the most inhospitable terrain on Earth, a truly remarkable journey takes place as it has done for millennia. Emperor penguins in their thousands abandon the deep blue security of their ocean home and clamber onto the frozen ice to begin their long journey into a region so bleak, so extreme, it supports no other wildlife at this time of year. In single file, the penguins march blinded by blizzards, buffeted by gale force winds. Resolute, indomitable, driven by the overpowering urge to reproduce, to assure the survival of the species.

Guided by instinct, by the otherworldly radiance of the Southern Cross, they head unerringly for their traditional breeding ground where - after a ritual courtship of intricate dances and delicate maneuvering, accompanied by a cacophony of ecstatic song - they will pair off into monogamous couples and mate.... more on the website along with a great trailer

Penguins are monogamous birds, but only for a mating season and so each year when they look for a partner, they look to a new penguin. How cool is it, that once they mate, and the process is complete then the next year when they begin again to look for new companionship and another to have a baby with, they look to and search out a new penguin? What a story the penguins have, one that you should check out for yourself, it's a National Geographic feature film as well.

Last night we sat for over half an hour in an outdoor hot tub and watched the sunset together before retiring to the condo to watch a rental movie and eat Haagen Daaz Mango Sorbet a whole 500ml of it. Then late this afternoon after more time at Blackcomb children's zone, a couple of luge rides and packing up the car we finally headed back down the Sea to Sky highway only to return to Vancouver and our quiet little home life.

But before getting home it would be only fitting that my new tire runs over a nail and gets a flat, my second flat tire in less than a week and no I'm not joking. Off child and I drove to the wheel store to have them repair my tire and remembering me from last week found my demise amusing and quickly fixed our problem.

My daughter is in my bed right now sleeping and tomorrow she leaves to vacation with her father for a period of time. Right now, I'm playing catch up in front of the computer as being away from internet access has put me with a back log in my in box.

Jennifer

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