Good to hear from a friend and a few subbies in NYC, that they are okay in this huge inconvience of no electricity. I still hope to hear from my other friends and subs in that part of the Country and in Canada.

In just a short bit of time I will have the joy and fun of doing a scrotal infusion. It will be Jacque-oh’s first so she will get to know the procedure. That is a big step. I have not shown her catheters and all yet. She has more gotten used to consensual negotiations, reading people a bit more, electro play, meditations, strap ons, enemas, cock and ball torture, safety. She is far further along than many seasoned players I know. Many people spend decades playing and still haven’t ventured past flogging, simple bondage and verbal humiliation. When opne is in a professional/lifestyle situation they encounter more fetishes, require wider knowledge, and have to tune their intuition to be able to work with someone they just met, wher in a lifestyle situation you can take time to develope the relationship as long as needed before your first scene.

Many in a pro situation have to return to work or their friends and family so they can’t spend too much more time than what they have scheduled. That can put a lot of pressure on some would be pro-dommes.

The would be dominatrixes often find conflicting feelings about what they are doing. I have met many that quit shortly after they started because they didn’t understand the intimacy that often takes place, the energy used, the psychological commitment you have to make to the scene, the work you do other than playing in session. Many never considered that you are taking a person and letting them very close to you when a scene is really really good. There can be really strong bonds made in BDSM scenes, and that can be a very weird feeling for some, to build that type of closeness with a stranger that answered an ad.

Batty just left. We spent the last couple of hours playing trivia at the bulldog, coming home and watching House of 1000 Corpses, eating at Semolinas. Now it is time to play again.

I am probably going to see Rock City Morgue after session, meeting up with batty and Kelly there. She said they may just check out of the hotel tonight and stay her so we can leave for Houston easier in the morning.

We might go see the monkeyboy dance tomorrow night, surpise him and heckle him. He deserves it. I still love my monkeyboy, even though he is insane. If any of you girls wanna go to La Bare with us Saturday night, give me or Batty a call, or email us. We are also probably going to Panasonic at Numbers too. I have to call my Dez and see if she wants to go. And I also have to go to Dare Ware and get some posters and flyers for the Fetish Ball.

A lot to do in so little time this trip, and next trip will be extremely short too. I’m so excited to visit Home!

I have a few sessions today. I have one in minutes from now, and a couple through out the day, and then my final session of the day will be late at night. I get to do a saline scrotal infusion today. FUN! The slow drip.

I hope this first session wakes me up, I am also supossed to meet up with Todd today for “coffee”…(more like chi tea in my case, I hate coffee, coffee is for the bum).

Houston gets closer and closer as hours pass. I can’t wait. La Jaliscience here I come. A burrito the size of my arm, dripping in queso. Oh, shopping in stores that actually cary latex that was never in a box, and comes in colors other than black! Stores that know that not all sexy shoes are made in china! The Montrose/Westhiemer shopping strip! Buffalo Exchange, Dare Ware, Erotic Cabaret! A city that actually has a “loop”! You know, the freeway that encircles a land bound city! In loop=good, out loop=bum fuck nowhere. Clubs that make you go home, lol. People I have known for 10-20 years! Big Texas attitude! You know, the “fuck you, I’m from Texas, I can do what I want” attitude.

The Galleria, I haven’t been there in almost a decade! Asshole World, I mean Astroworld (can’t do that, because I am flying back asap). Big Hair! Texas Big Hair!

Oh god, do I get home sick for you people. I can never fit all I miss of Houston in on my trips back, not even in a week. And soon I need to go to Tyler, Texas to see family. And Port Arthur, Texas.

I will be in H-town for one night and one night only. I will ride in with Batty and Kelly tomorrow, see all you beautiful people Saturday night (please email me with the new Saturday hang out), and I will fly back Sunday morning. That way I don’t miss a beat.

I called my monkey boy and was shocked to find out that my former lover is now a male stripper at La Bare. Well he always did have a hot body, tight ass and hugh like…well. He looked like a Calvin Klien model. I hope it didn’t go to his head, because if his head gets any bigger it’s gonna burst. I hated fighting him for mirror time. We were both in love with the mirror.

I gotta call his parents, they love me, and have been calling me asking when I am going to visit. I miss them more than I miss him. He will probably remind me why I moved away, just like he did last September when I saw him, but I will allow him to show me any maturity that may have accidentally developed in my absence.

Oh, I hope you have some grand plans for a Saturday night! If not we are all going to the old Jeff Davis hospital and roaming in the dark in the, if it hasn’t been turned into codos yet. I love that spooky old sanitarium. Too bad my camera died when Lara Paine and I were there last year. Maybe we will do out cemetary run in the middle of the night in fetish clothes again. I miss Lara and Micheal. I miss everybody.