By now you may have figured out where - exactly - the meeting of PK and Nick, Grace and Bossman, CeeCi and Jim along with Adam and myself took place but in case you haven't figured it out we were in the wonderful fantastic amazing city of Los Angeles, California. I'd never been to California in my life so I was a bit nervous about it all. I mean I've heard how horrible the traffic is there and I was certain that everyone spoke Californian and would be making fun of me behind my back.
What I found instead was a class of people like none other. They were polite and cooperative on the freeways - even during rush hour. They took time to speak in the stores. They welcomed us to their area instead of making us feel like an inconvenience in their way.
The weather was perfect. PERFECT. The restaurants were amazing. We had a blast.
And then the fun really began. Things got even MORE perfect and fun when the gang arrived.
We went to the airport to pick up Nick and PK. While there, Grace and Bossman arrived at the hotel. As we checked in the southern folk, the elevator door opened and there stood a squealing Grace and a smiling Bossman. No kidding, she never quit squealing and he never quit smiling.
The six of us went to lunch and after that Adam and I took off back to LAX for CeeCi and Jim. When she and I laid eyes on each other we ran and hugged. It was just so much fun to meet everyone.
We have so much to tell you so CeeCi has created a new blog where the four of us can post our tails... er... I mean tales. It's called (how perfect is this) LA Kink.
How perfect is that for a blog title? There's not much there yet but be watching. We'll be posting stories and having some fun there. Be sure to check it out frequently when you get the chance.
Adam and I left the hotel around 8 Monday evening. Everything went smoothly however we got no night. By the time we were in the air long enough for me to relax enough to sleep a bit we'd gone so far east that the sun was rising. There's nothing more beautiful than a sunrise at 30,000 feet in the air.
When we got home, we left everything in the car and went straight to bed for about three hours. I got up only because I needed to use the bathroom. When I went back to bed I found out Adam had other plans.
He began rubbing something and low and behold the darn thing (the something he was rubbing) started to get all - as CeeCi would say - dewy. But then he did something he's not done much of in the past: He got a tad aggressive.
He pressed his lips against my ear and said softly but firmly, "Don't move. I'm hard as a rock and I'm going to fuck you. Don't make a sound. Don't try to fight me."
Wowza. Now ladies, talk to me here. Are words like that not thoroughly amazing to the libido?
The best part is that we have the house to ourselves for the next 72 hours. Adam has to work long hard hours but I know we'll find some time to play. After all, we have a few new toys to break in. Oh, the toys? Don't worry.. there will be a post complete with pictures at LA Kink very soon. I promise!!!
You maybe already read from the other ladies that we found some wonderful adult stores in LA. To start you off, the other three girls allowed me to take a picture of ONE of each of their new items so that I could do a guessing game post. Be watching for it at LA Kink. I'll post it there very soon.
In the meantime, just know that we had a blast and we all can't wait to tell you all about it!!! Oh, and by the way... Adam and I left 12 hours before the earthquake but the rest of them were lucky enough to experience it. I wish I'd still been there!!!
I don't have a lot of time but just wanted to post a quick one.
This weekend with PK, Grace, and C.c is already fantastic!!! I knew it would be. Like them I was nervous.
I knew things would be fine with Nick and PK. After all, this is the 6th time in about a year that we've been together. It's old hat.
As for Grace and C.c.....
I knew Grace and I were gonna get along just fine the minute the elevator door carrying her and Bossman opened and I laid eyes on her. We both squealed like little girls on Christmas morning and haven't shut our mouths since.
As for C.c.... guys, listen. For one thing she is just beautiful all the way to the bone but I knew things would be great with her when she grabbed my hand and we walked through the airport holding hands like little school kids on the playground.
And the men? They are yacking away almost as much as us women. I gotta tell you, all of us girls have excellent taste in men.
Sigh.
Life is good. Do I really have to go home? Can't I just stay here?
Oh, and be sure to ask PK to post someday about her vanilla friend who now knows she's a spanko whore. ROFLMAO
More later.... but for now we're off for some fun with these wonderful friends.
Adam and I are leaving home today. Tomorrow we fly to the west coast at the very early hour of 7 a.m. Since the airport is about an hour and a half from home we thought we'd get a room and stay nearby tonight so we can sleep a bit longer in the morning. We'll be attending a conference for a couple days and then finally the fun will begin.
PK will fly in from the right. C.c will fly in from straight ahead while Grace drives in from straight ahead. That's if I'm facing north.
I can't wait till afterwards to tell you all about it. Grace claims that she'll have the truth, but seriously have I ever lied to you? And PK? You certainly can't trust her. She only tells half truths leaving someone else holding the bag and looking bad... usually me!!! LOL I think I'm all packed but I've got to go over the list one more time and then verify some things with Adam.
PK said something about packing or not packing toys... hmmmm... they only go through your carry on stuff, right? We can pretty much put what we want in the suitcase, yes?
Anyhow, I think you all ought to have a party over at PK's while she's gone. Go ahead, mess the place up. I promise you she won't notice and even if she does, she won't care.
I haven't flown in 10 years. Heck I've only had to for 5 trips in my life. Twice my luggage has been lost. 40% is not that great. And once my ear drum popped because we were in the back of the plane by an engine so loud we couldn't even talk to each other. No kidding, I couldn't hear Adam and he was shouting. It was a nightmare flight. I called the airline. I told them what happened and how I have plenty of friends and a really big mouth. The next day they delivered an apology fruit basket and four airline vouchers for $150 each. That was sweet. Our kids used them eventually. And I've forgiven them. We're using them again tomorrow. One of our 4 flights is in the back of the plane. Adam is going to try today to have our seats moved. Wish him luck. I kind of value my eardrum. It was about 2 months before I could hear in that ear again and there was a constant low pitched ringing that whole time. I do NOT want to experience that again.
So did you notice my ticker? I bought new jeans yesterday. SIX.. freakin' size SIX. Honestly, it's perfect. It can't get any better than what it is right now. For over 30 years I've wondered what a 12 or 14 might feel like. This is beyond my wildest dreams. You know what does NOT have me stressed? Fitting into a seat on the airplane. No problem!!!!!!
Well hey, I'll be around reading and checking my email. I'm not sure how much I'll post but I do promise a picture or two eventually.
It's a special day weekend... Join me in wishing Mthc a wonderfully happy 49th Birthday!! Drop her an email at Mthcmom@aol.com and wish her the best one ever!!!! or better yet..
there's a party goin' on right here Pop in and have some fun!!!!
The following post is the questions you asked and my responses to them...
From PK in email:
- Are you happy?
What do you think??? Hehehehe.... Adam is feeling so much better these days. My tube is gone. Life is gooooooood. Dang!!!!
From Mthc (in email) and Debbie:
- Was it good...??
Again, what do you think? It was the first time in 3 1/2 months. Even if it had been the worst ever it would have been awesome!!!!!
From Mthc in email:
- Did you find that libido??
No. It found me!!!!
From mthc in comments:
- What position?
At the risk of giving TMI, because it was THAT freakin' stinkin' miserable time of the month it was in the shower. He was behind me. His arm reaches all the way around my waist now which is very very very cool. Nice secure feeling.
- Hot and nasty or soft and gentle..
Mostly soft and gentle. Give me a break. It's been a while. I'm fragile!!!!
- wood or leather or something else.
It was kind of unplanned and since we were in the shower which is on an entirely different floor from where the toys are stashed he just used the things God gave him. IOW, his hand.
- How does it feel with less padding?
Surprisingly it feels GOOD. He went easy on me though since we have to work our way back into this. We've already had a second round where he got a bit more intense and used a new toy. It's a flyswatter. Hand made. Leather. NICE and stingy. And yummy. From my twin:
- Are we talking sex, spanking or both?
BOTH!!!
- When did this happen?
In the shower Sunday afternoon.
- Exactly what led up to it?
I asked him to join me when I got my shower... hoping....
- What does it feel like to be spanked when you have a size 6 butt?
Nice!!! Of course like I said, he went easier on me cuz we're new at this. Well, not new but you know what I mean. It was wonderful. Didn't hurt a lot. It just felt good. And during sex, he had me so the water was trickling down my face and onto other things. Nice. Hot. Amazing. Fun.
- Implements?
Just his hand... but like I said we've since tried out a nice new toy!!!
- HMW?
We were in the shower!! You trying to get me frizzled?
- Did you smoke afterwards? Did Adam? (I don’t mean cigarettes)
Just a little.
- Do skinny people like sex?
I don't know. Do they? Oh. Wait. You're talking to me? Well ummmm... if I qualify as skinny then yes, yes, HELLLLL yes.
- Are you going to do it again?
Already have!!! I seriously hope and pray that our dry spell is over and that things get back to "normal" whatever that might be.
- Does the pup mind when Dad spanks Mom?
Only when it happens in the kitchen. He jumps up and tries to bite my butt or his hand (not sure which). He left us alone while we were in the shower. And then Tuesday morning while we were playing in bed, he left us alone. Looks like our little boy is growing up.
- Why did you make your Twin have to ask questions here?
I dunno. Guess I just wanted to share our conversation with the rest of the world for a change. Saves me from having to type it all twice.
From David
- Was it just one or multiple orgasms?
Just one. We'll get it all back though... it's coming along nicely this week.
- Did you moan or scream?
I'm honestly not a screamer. Is Mthc? Moaning seems to happen though.
- Is your butt good and red?
It's definitely good!!! Tuesday morning Adam said it was red but he didn't say anything about the shower episode.
From Paul:
- Eva, did this spanking really turn you on?
Most definitely which means (skipping and dancing) my libido is back in action!!!
- and was Adam able to satisfy you afterwards.
Before during and after!! Adam is always satisfying!!!
From Grace: (sigh)
- How much wood does a wood chuck, chuck, if a wood chuck could chuck wood?
Are you kidding? Everybody knows a woodchuck would chuck as much wood as a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood. Next you'll be wanting to know why she sells seashells by the seashore. But seriously, you are about to be made sorry you asked....(answer found here)
This is difficult to answer. The amount of wood that woodchucks would chuck on a given day varies greatly with the individual woodchuck. According to a Wall Street Journal article, New York State wildlife expert Richard Thomas found that a woodchuck could chuck around 35 cubic feet of dirt in the course of digging a burrow. Thomas reasoned that if a woodchuck could chuck wood, he would chuck an amount equal to 700 pounds.
Some say it depends on three factors:
The woodchuck's desire to chuck said wood.
The woodchuck's need to chuck the aforementioned wood.
The woodchuck's ability to chuck the wood.
Others say:
He would chuck, he would, as much as he could, if a woodchuck could chuck wood.
If he could chuck wood, the woodchuck would chuck as much as he could!
A woodchuck would chuck as much wood as a woodchuck could chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood.
A woodchuck would chuck all the wood that the woodchuck would chuck if a woodchuck could chuck wood.
If a woodchuck could chuck wood, he would and should chuck wood. But if woodchucks can't chuck wood, they shouldn't and wouldn't chuck wood. Though were I a woodchuck, and I chucked wood, I would chuck wood with the best woodchucks that chucked wood.
If a woodchuck could chuck wood, then s/he'd chuck all the wood, s/he'd chuck and chuck and chuck and chuck, if a woodchuck could chuck wood.
It would chuck the amount of wood that she sells seashells on the seashore divided by how many pickles Peter Piper picks.
One quarter of a sycamore if you give him a quarter for every quarter of the sycamore he cut.
It might depend on how many female woodchucks were present. Or, it could depend on whether the woodchuck's mother-in-law was around or not. If she was, he'd be chucking all day. If not, he'd be watching the football game.
Some maintain that woodchucks could not and would not chuck wood at all.
It depends on how good his dentures are!
A woodchuck, would chuck, as much wood, as a woodchuck, could chuck, If a woodchuck could chuck wood. But unfortunately, woodchucks do not chuck wood.
About 5.72 fluid litres of wood
About as many boards as the Mongol hoards would hoard if the Mongol hordes did hoard boards.
Um....... 23????
Tons. More than you can count. Honestly. No one can chuck more wood than a woodchuck.
If the woodchucks name was Maurice, then it could chuck all the wood that it wants to. However, if its name is Frank, no chucking would be for it.
Due to the average size of a wood chuck and the general density of wood (not including cork) if a wood chuck could chuck wood it would probably get through about 6.573 pounds per day, assuming the wood chuck is functioning correctly. (found here)
Transmitted light (from the sun, light bulbs, fire, etc) is made up of a spectrum of colors. The longest wavelengths of light are on the red end of the spectrum and the shortest wavelengths are on the blue/violet end of the spectrum.
When transmitted light such as sunlight enters our atmosphere it collides with the oxygen and nitrogen atoms. The color with the shorter wavelength is scattered more by this collision. Because violet and blue are the shortest wavelengths the sky appears to be violet / blue. But because our eyes are more sensitive to blue light than they are violet light, we perceive the sky as blue.
Our eyes contain thousand of rods and cones, which are the receptors for light. Whenever one of the 3 Stooges pokes you in the eye you see a giant blue spot. This is because the blue receptors have been activated. Blue is one of the primary colors and thus more easily activated and seen by our eyes.
Blue is also how I feel when my baby leaves and my hound dog dies. Also, how I feel when the cops pull me over and I see their blue lights flashing in my rear view mirror. Then, again, blue is the color of the K-mart special, so this color isn't all bad.
I'm interrupting this blog to bring you a public service announcement....
Hey y'all..... Friggin' guess what?? Yeah. You know it. IT has finally happened in our house. What, with my drain gone, offspring 3 out of the house for a few days AND Adam feeling better....
I'm not going to give you any details yet and here's why.You are gonna ask what you want to know.... Ask me anything. Go ahead. Don't be shy.
When 48 hours are up or I have 10 questions (whichever comes LAST) I will make a question and answer post out of your questions.So ask... what do you want to know? Check back in a day or two for my post answering all your questions. If you want to ask anonymously just email me your question and I'll be sure to include it without identifying you. (evadry3@yahoo.com)
Eva has shot herself!!! Last night she and Adam were tired so nothing happened. Her hopes, however, were high as she realized her libido is/was returning and that the two of them were about to embark on a week of much wanted and welcomed aloneness.
This morning however all that changed. As she raised the gun to her head Adam heard her muttering something about PK having all the fun and 107 days being too damn long and that she SAID she was going to do it. She told him she loved him but that this really should not come as a surprise. She had threatened such suicide just two days ago.
As much as she will be missed it's quite understandable why this has happened.
This post has a picture update. Scroll wayyyy down to see it and to read the update in GREEN.
In case you missed it, the three word phrase I googled which produced the pictures in my previous post were "Ouch, Damn it." This - of course was in honor of an email I received from my twin describing the three implements she got nailed with which I got to choose.
Okay so I was a bit evil in my choices. Hehehehe.
I'm sure she will get me back one of these days.
So have you heard the news? A few of us are getting together one day soon. I can't believe I'm gonna meet some of the west coast gals!!!
Here's how it all happened....
Adam has to take a business trip to the west. His company is graciously paying for me to go also. Way back in the winter I emailed Grace saying "I'm not saying I'm coming to your area but I'm not saying that I'm not. IF by chance I do, would you want to get together?"
Her response was too sweet. She threatened to stalk me or hunt me down or something of the sort.
So that was settled. Once the plans were made for Adam and I to head west, Grace agreed to spend some time with us. And then PK... you know... our detail whore... she wasn't going to stand for any of this. I mean she is my best friend in the world after all. I didn't want to meet Grace without at least offering for my twin to be there, too. I knew in my mind that it would be perfect but was afraid that she wouldn't want to spend the $$$$$$$ to take such a long trip for such a short amount of time.
Next thing I know, she's made her reservations. YEAH!!!!!!
And then of course through the whole deal we kept saying "you know what would be the coolest? If C.c came too!!"
So there you have it. We all - with our significant spankers - are going to meet for a few days later on this month sometime.
BUT............
BUT...........................
Listen up....
None of us are swinger types. We're all quite happy with the relationships we have. In fact you would probably call us vanilla except for this one little secret of what we do behind closed doors with just one person. PK and I have been together on 5 occasions this past year. NOT ONCE would we consider swapping partners or playing orgy style. It's not gonna happen folks so I hope you're not disappointed.
I'm just saying...
I didn't want you comin' around and hopin' and watchin' and stuff.
Now if you're interested in hearing about our dinners out, trips to the beach, and other touristy things then I'm sure we'll have tales to tell.
Gosh, I can't wait.
PERSONAL SPANKING NOTE:
Still.
Nothing.
Sigh.
BUT....
Adam is feeling better and I'm hopeful that my tube will come out tomorrow. My output is almost to where they told me it would be in 3 to 4 weeks. It's been almost six weeks people!! I see my doc tomorrow. I'm hopeful that he'll go ahead and remove it. Fingers crossed.
And..............................
You know offspring 3 is living at home while looking for a job? She's had phone interviews all over the country. One of them is flying her in for a face to face interview and tryout while we're with the spanko folks in a few weeks. In the meantime, she's doing some volunteer work which will take her away from home next week!!!!!!
Do you know what that means???????????????????
Huh? Do you????
That means Adam and I will have the house to ourselves for an entire week!!!
He's feeling better....
With any luck my drain will be GONE!!!!!
And we'll be ...........................
alone.
All alone.
By ourselves.
But you know.... That freakin' time of the month.....
Hasn't been here since April. I've had issues with that the past 2 or 3 years.... I don't mind that it goes away for months and months at a time but when it does appear it's with a freakin' vengeance. Just hold out good thoughts for us that it WON'T happen next week. If it does, I do believe I'll have to shoot myself and if you're any kind of a friend you will help me steady the gun.
I mean really.... the last time we had any spanking or sexual action was...
Are you ready??
It was 105 days ago.... ONE HUNDRED FIVE!!!! (about 3 1/2 months)
Enough's enough already.
It's been a LONG year. Honestly I don't think we've had sex more than six times this past year. This nonsense has GOT to stop. We used to be so happy, healthy, and active.
I think we've got plenty of lost time to make up for!!!!
What I really wanna do is get out ALL our toys and pile them on the bed... just to look at them. I keep coming across lonely little items tucked in various drawers and places. I just sigh as I remember days gone by.....
I want Adam and I to dig through drawers and such and put everything together in one place like it used to be. I don't know how they all got so scattered but I don't like it. I want them together!!! With them scattered, my thoughts on it all have been scattered too and NOTHING has gotten accomplished.
Next week, folks... next week.
UPDATE: Per the suggestion or two of my "friends" I did it. I got a lot of them together from about 4 different locations! There might be more still but this is the bulk of them. And when I finished taking the picture I put them all back in one place... oh, except for the crop. It's too long to go in the bag where the rest are kept. Anyhow, here's the picture proof:
So bring it on PK... Pick a few. No, wait. Never mind. I gotta get my butt back in shape before you go doin' that!!!!
I swear if anything gets in the way of it, I WILL shoot myself and doggone it, I think I've got that right!!!!
On the weight loss front... I'm still at 154 give or take 2 pounds on any given day. I'm trying to not be greedy about this but it would be cool to lose just a teensy eensy tiny bit more. If I dont' though, I'm not complaining. Again, I am one of those people I used to hate.
I remember the urge to bitch slap anyone who said "My size 8's are too big" but that's exactly what I've been saying these days. I wonder what it feels like to have a size 6 butt spanked?
It's gotta hurt. Maybe someone needs to tell Adam to go easy on my not recently spanked rear. I doubt it can take much. My padded butt of days gone by could take a LOT once it was well broken in. I hope to return to that again!!!
It's just gotta happen. I'm too young to be closing up shop like this.
And the encouragement from all of you is helping enormously. That's why I've stuck around and tried to post at least periodically... just to keep the communication open. Keep commenting. I love hearing from you all!!!
Good grief!! Have you ever heard such whining about a good friend in all your life?? (click here)
Okay, granted.... I could have come to her rescue BUT this bet/challenge was her idea!!
And she lost....
sooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..... I did what any good friend would do and that was EXACTLY what my twin wanted me to do.Don't let her spanko self fool ya!!!
She's glad I picked those backscratchers!
I just know it.
She thinks Grace would be sympathetic but you know what I say? When Grace gets home from her camping trip and reads all this, she's just gonna be glad it wasn't here getting the BS.
So I emailed PK and asked her about those backscratchers.
Call me nosey. I just wanted to know if she'd received what she had coming to her yet.Apparently she has because her response to my question was "OWWWWW! Damn it!" Gee, did she have to swear like that?
Hehehehehehehehe.....
That's what she gets for challenging me!!!
You wanna know the truth? I mean I can laugh at my twin and all but I'm starting to get jealous.
There.
I said it. Adam's been so exhausted from whatever is going on with him and I'm still not drain-free. In fact my Doctor's office just called. Because I'm still draining so much, for sure it's going to be in over the weekend.
But once it comes out.....
And Adam is on a c-pap at night as of last night. I sure do hope this gives him some relief from the headaches. The neurologist said that sleep apnea is the most often missed diagnosis in normal weight people so I'm glad she has had him tested. He seems stronger each day so that's a good thing.
Maybe by the time my drain comes out and he's had a week on the c-pap (crap, as PK calls it) we'll be in the mood for something... anything....
Okay, okay.. I admit... I've had some time home alone lately and have managed to blow the dust off my HMW.
I'm happy to report that it still works just as good as ever - if not better.
So here in the United States we have a big holiday coming up. All the offspring will be here. We're going to do burgers and some of the typical picnic fixins that day. I found some interesting burgers at my grocery store... one is called BBQ burgers and the other is "dirty burgers."
The BBQ ones have hickory and bbq flavors added. I'm not sure about the dirty burgers but they looked interesting and my son in law who eats anything that's not nailed down, I'm sure, will love them.
Later that night I want to do a fire. Roast hot dogs, maybe and also make a repeat of a dessert I made while PK was here. We had grilled peaches over vanilla ice cream with crushed up short bread cookies on it. Yummmmm... this time though we're going to make some homemade ice cream. (Sorry PK... next time).
On Saturday I want to make some grilled pizzas. My absolute favorite is a white pizza with garlic and olive oil on it. Fresh mozzarella cheese. Baby spinach. Roasted sweet red peppers. Yummmmo...
Anyhow, yeah. I'm quite jealous of the activity in PK's house. Trust me, I'm not complaining. In fact I'm thrilled that my libido is back alive. I just wish.....
By now you may have figured out where - exactly - the meeting of PK and Nick, Grace and Bossman, CeeCi and Jim along with Adam and myself took place but in case you haven't figured it out we were in the wonderful fantastic amazing city of Los Angeles, California. I'd never been to California in my life so I was a bit nervous about it all. I mean I've heard how horrible the traffic is there and I was certain that everyone spoke Californian and would be making fun of me behind my back.
