the count down, when I wake we will dash to Houston with all haste possible.

When I get back to town I actually have an audition for a play.

I am going to miss the 3 kitties. My cute little kitten and Jacque’s kitten have totally melted Batty and Kelly’s hearts.

I wasn’t too interested in the events of this evening. I just went to Candice’s going away party, and to Rock City Morgue’s show. All my mind is really on is getting to see every body and do all my errands in the short amount of time.

Batty and Kelly already checked out of the hotel and decided to give up the last night they paid for at the hotel to be here. I can’t wait till they move here.

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.

I have one more session to do before I can run off to “da club”.

I think I may just make it out of town tomorrow. Crossing my fingers and jumping up and down to be in Numbers tomorrow night with all of my Houston peeps! Dancing, singing, runing around, smoozing, and having a ball. If finances permit I can just fly back Saturday night, and if not, I can ride the bus back. Less than hour on a plane to be back in my bed again…I used to do that sometimes when living in Houston and visiting New Orleans.

I’d even be able to drop in on my mother and give her her X-mas gift I forgot to mail, and duck out in time to avoid our long, drawn out, grumpy arguements. Family is not my strong point…I wish I were hatched, or just my own individual species unto myself.

Oh, how I look forward to tonight. And it’s Todd’s first night back, and I want to run their for Framboise! Yummy Yummy Yummy.

I forgot, there is wine in the kitchen, I still have a session then pop the cork. There are also beautiful sunflowers I was given today and cheese to go with the wine. These were from the screen writer. He may be joining me on my trip to Houston next month. He wants to see and interact with this lifestyle. Curiosity killed the cat. He wants to learn more about it so he can write with a more accurate view of the characters…but the thing is the lifestyle all around you, in people you least expect. Don’t judge a book by it’s cover. Some of the freakiest drest people aren’t into it at all. Sometimes a collar is just a necklace, and a bodage belt just a fashion accessory.

The one thing I dread about tonight is picking boots or shoes. That is the most difficult part of getting dressed.

So I have 30 more minutes till show time. Fun Fun Fun. For now I am sitting back to ICP. Laughing my ass off, and getting all sorts of excited about all the possibilities of the evening.

Do everything we can to not be so naughty that we get put in a cab till the next night. Sometimes they have to pull us off the dance floor for getting a little too frisky and fun with all our friends. lol. I love wild times…makes me miss Numbers, where “floor fucking” is the national pass time, the bathroom might as well be marked off as VIP because people that don’t hang out there think that every one is waiting in line, but were really just hanging out with our friends. I remember nights of people dancing on the bathroom counters, flipping the light switch so we could have the disco in the bathroom, and different couples doing different sexual and other naughty acts in each stall, often breaking off the doors in the wild process.

Oh and the nights Purple and I would trade clothes, I would be dressed as him and he in my dress. Great memories in that place. What ever happened top the game the played on the patio called “cone-off-all”? Where they stack a chair on a bench and a beer bottle on top, and try to run at it with a traffic cone and knock only the beer bottle off to the ground with out moving it till the cops would come and take our traffic cone away? It was usually Matt, Purple, Edgar, and Tommy. I love those boys. I love Houston. Oh Scumbers, how I love your filthy puddles of 25 cent beer all over the dance floor, making mud, while goth girls “floor fuck” in it. For those so under privledge or too young, the goth “floor fucking” is when they crawl all over the floor looking like various sexual positions but solo usually. You know, like strippers. Ah, I actually love showing my age. Someday I won’t.

Turn on your news channels…Part of Canada, all of NYC and plenty of other surrounding towns are with out power.
I remember about 7 years ago half the country lost power because one of the main computers went down, so the outages were every other block where I was.

I had a nice long nap (Kelly warned me that she won’t be letting me sleep while they are here), now I am waiting on a screen writer who is consulting with me on his next project, as well as I am having a session right after he leaves, and then off to da’ club.

It was so cute…the manager of where we fhang out said “Where the hell have you been?!” When Jacque and I dropped in. Yesterday morning I even had a concerned call from one of our bartender friends there asking if we were okay because we hadn’t been to the club in a week. How sweet.

I wish all my luck on those friends of mine stuck in the heat of New York with no power, and I hope none are stuck in elevators.

The slave has gone. I am thinking of a slave name for him…I think it should be “pickle” Jacque didn’t like it, but it is really my slave, and her’s by my sharing.

Batty and Kelly are coming, batty and Kelly are coming, whippeeee yahooo!

I miss them, they are supposed to move here soon. It’s on. I have a lot more play todo today. jacque has her first solo appointment. I have a session, and still have slave time.

The new slave is highly reactive to EVERYTHING. He squeals and hollers, and writhes uncontrolably…what fun. Not a safe word came from his lips.

He is intelligent, communicative, and fairly thurough in both speech and his duties.

It has been a long day, and long night.

Well, before I get any rest C. is going to visit for a bit. I already took 2 Valerian root, and 3 benadryl to help me sleep so he better hurry. He just called a bit ago to ask if he could see me.

I have worked my ass of today on line.

The new slave has arrived bearing gifts.
I just now have got the new cleansers for the dungeon. They are hospital cleansers. one is Envirocide, the other is Sporocidin. These kill more things than bleach. They are anti-fungal, anti-bacterial, anti-viral, and even kills tuburculosis, mildew, mold, and eliminates odor.
There are 11 foley catheters, suture staples and removers (for doing “manginas”), there are 3 bags of saline for infusions, and IV sets, anal scopes, rectal tubes. Boy, am I a happy girl. Scalples and blades. And cauterisers. I love that. Now I can do sterile brandings with the cauterisers.

There is a list of duties for him to carry out. We will play after his responsibilities are filled. How we play is determined by the work he produces. Punishments admisistered for lackings, and good work recieves rewards.