Two-fer: Monday fun and birthday greetings

So, you guys remember how last week, I discovered ST's paddle peeking out from under the bed, and I fessed up to finding it rather than letting him think he lost it?

He came in tonight, claiming I hid it from him and I kicked it under the bed! Well, I never! I most certainly did not. Really, I didn't. So I protested, and then he backed down, saying, "You're right. I apologize. You're such a good girl, I shouldn't spank you at all."

Yeah. Right.

As you can imagine, that didn't last very long. He couldn't stand it.

We've been playing in the bedroom lately, since my next-door neighbor moved out and so the bedroom on the other side of the wall is temporarily empty. I must say, it's nice to be able to make a bit of noise and not shove my face into a pillow all the time.

But you know, he still didn't believe that I was so accommodating, announcing to the world that I'd found his paddle.

"I was just trying to be nice!" I squawked. And you know what he had the nerve to say to that? "Oh, please. I've never known you to be nice!"

HUMMMMMPPPPPPPHHHH! Excuse me?? Me, not nice? I am a fucking living doll, dammit.

I even went and got him a glass of water, bringing it in and saying, "Here you are, Your Majesty."

He liked that, and suggested I lengthen the honorific to Lord God Your Majesty. I counter-suggested something he didn't like, for whatever reason, and we were off and running.

That's just an expression. There was no running. Although my legs were pumping.

He barely used his hand tonight -- said it was hurting him. Good thing he had a bag of toys, huh? Right?

Yeah. Wheee. (rolling eyes)

I wish, just once, I could keep some color for more than a minute or two. It looks like he barely patted me, doesn't it? I guarantee you, he did a lot more than that. Lucky me. :-)

Thank you, sweetie. You cheered me up a great deal tonight.

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Earlier this year, I met and played with The Villain for the first time, here in my apartment. I knew he was involved with Dana Kane, but she and I hadn't met, nor had we had any correspondence. So I thought it was mighty cool of her to be OK with his coming over to play with me, a stranger. Believe me, I do not take that for granted. I know it's kind of ridiculous -- me, a threat to anyone? really?? -- but in the past, I've dealt with jealousy/insecurity that bordered on the psychotic, so I am hyper-cautious.

So after he left, I wrote her a note on FetLife, just to say hello and thank you for letting me "borrow" V for the afternoon. I was respectful and even used a proper honorific. Later, she wrote back, saying "Please, just call me Dana" and that they were both overjoyed when they could find someone sane to play with. (Sane?? Me? uhhhh... ok) She then added, "He came home grinning like the Cheshire Cat, so thank you."

Damn, I thought. I think I'm really going to like this woman. And I did, the minute I met her in person, in May. When I went to shake her hand and she gave me a great big hug.

So, I'm a little early 'cause it's not quite October 18 yet, but,

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, DANA!!

Wishing you lots of love and special attention and cake and presents and anything else your heart desires, you gorgeous woman. :-)

Glad you all enjoyed the "Hollywood insider" post. I'll try to come up with a few more of those.