I woke up this morning remembering “Ned Coral’s House”…then I searched it online…started to remember certain parts of the dream…it wasn’t “Ned Coral’s House” it was “Dean Coril’s House”.

When I was growing up My mother would remind Me of Dean Coril as a reason for why I shouldn’t go out, why I shouldn’t trust anyone…he was a real boogie man. Infact he worked for Houston Lighting and Power with My Uncle Jim.

I know it was him in the dream because it was a house in the Houston Hieghts with a graveyard in the back…and a little girl’s ghost in My dream…and in the dream Lara Paine had just got the house in front.
Some how my mind must have inverted the “Dean” dropped the “a” and came up with “Ned”.

In the real history of Houston, Dean Coril was a serial killer who killed 26 known victims.
He was found dead in his own home in Houston on August 7, 1973…he had been murdered by his accomplice in his murders. Teens and young adults all over Houston were thought to be runaways but infact were his victims. He and his accomplice would throw wild parties, at which they would select a victim drug, rape and kill them…till the night when Dean decided to try to kill his accomplice and victimize him in the same manner.
After his co-hort killed him he called the police to make a confession.

He seems to have been the topic of many conversations I had with My family when I was growing up. I remember My uncle saying that he and his co workers always thought Dean was a little strange and wondered what the the hooks were for in the back of his van.

If memory serves…the huge glass house that was torn down near the old Casa Mara Girl Scout sailing camp had some connection to him or some other serial killer.

I really have to thank My mother for such grim knowledge of man kind as a child. I even remember eating at La Jaliscience when I was only 8 or so, and having her tell Me that a class mate of mine’s aunt was murdered and hacked into pieces by her boyfriend in the apartment across the street…no wonder I always had nightmares…thanks mom!

I just have to wonder why he is popping up in My dreams lately.

Angela Ryan came to town last night (with Jamie Deadly), but both of us had plans to stay in and sleep. We just chatted on the phone, and with My busy schedule and her shooting schedule we hope to atleast go shopping down Hollywood (shoes glorious shoes).

Jail Bait Kate called and we discussed going out, but that wasn’t to be…I just stayed in bed with a thick blanket and the remote and watched the Life and Death of Peter Sellers…even wild girls have their lazy days and nights in.

Sunday is one of the rare days I am not at the Den of Iniquity…I love what I do so I rarely take a day away. In fact I offer to be here off schedule and usually stay hours after I am off schedule.

But Sunday I took My time off gladly. I had a great day with Mr. B…it was our first meeting after a couple of breif emails and phone calls. He is a close friend of many Mistresses and kinksters here in LA and he had taken Me up on My search for an escort for Midori’s workshop at Passive Arts.

The day started with much revealing conversations that lead Me to the awareness that this was perv of My favorite calliber…we shared a few of the same decadent activities, and he even introduced Me to a few ideas I probably would never have thought of on My own.

We lunched at Houstons on their devilish smoked salmon and I had sauteed broccoli and filet mignon…we were so well fed that he was a bit sleepy. We ran close on time with our conversation, and realized that we had been tempting the clock for seating at the lecture and paid the bill and left.

At Passive Arts I got the pleasure of seeing one of the subbies from Dominion who is now a switch at Passive Arts, Katrina, as well as bump into “negative ion”.

The work shop was a good 4 hours or so…but Midori has a way of keeping you entertained every second even when the chair is getting uncomfortable. She is very thurough and amusing and she gave Me even more devious ideas to warp to My own flavor and design where predicament bondage is concerned. being that she is famous for her skills with shibari, one would think (as I did) that there whould have been some shibari in the workshop, but their wasn’t. I just hope I can go to her workshop next weekend (women and trans only) at LARAWW next weekend. I think it falls on My Saturday shift, but I can always arange to come in late, or leave early.

Kyra Von Kropp is trying to get Me to go to Dragon’s Gate for their play party this weekend…Maybe. R. might be going as well. But doing so is going to be a little kitty fight with Vena because she felt neglected By Me not seeing her this weekend at Miss Kitty’s and Bar Sinister.

Friday night is the monthly party at the Den of Iniquity, fun fun fun.

And who knows what fun and trouble I will find on Sunday.

It’s funny, a lot of the boys I have seen here in LA are members of My fan club or the one today actually had emailed Me 8 years ago.

So, life is fun, life is good, the cold is gone.

Last night I met someone from on-line, we had sushi and I got treated to chiropractic care. I went promptly to bed.

I got an email today saying that there was a problem with the code for My fed-exed stuff so it should all arrive soon. Purrr. That means I will have My toilet chair, inversion table, torture cube, cage and all My music! Joy Joy Joy! And not to mention, in that shipment is all My canes and crops and spreader bars.

Miss Veronica came over last night, originally to have Me answer questions with her for this film-school student’s film. This house turned into the infirmary…bundled up with 3 thick blankets and a bottle of NyQuil…too much tossing and turning and she went home.

She and the other ladies of the Dominion are the only thing I really miss. DOI seems more suited to Me, but it was always fun dashing out to get into to trouble with Drew, Edanya, Veronica, Morgan and Isobel…

I am such a stubborn brat when it comes to getting sick.

Lolita asked if I wanted to go home. I tend to down play getting sick, but the last 2 days I spent all day sleeping due to My allergies to cigarettes always setting in a small respritory infection, then couple it with cold and My OCD work-a-holic nature.

Just a year and a half ago this lead to Me not knowing that I had come down with pnuemonia for over 3 or 4 months.

I will get all wound up in wanting to do things and refuse to acknowledge My body trying to lay Me out.

I have this obscene stubborn nature and defiant need to prove that I can physically over come and over power not just My subbies but My own body and nature itself. I usually refuse even asprin because I insist I am tougher than the pain. I know it is silly, but I just don’t like feeling weak to anything.

Yes, that is right. My plans to go out to Threshold this Saturday have to be post-poned. My usual Saturday at Bar Sinister is not to happen as well.

I just got a message on Myspace today saying that the people from Dr. Suzy Block’s show have been trying to reach Me all day to come on the show this Saturday.

What an honor. I have seen her on HBO before. She is intelligent, campy and fun. I can just tell that this will be one for My memoirs.

I asked Mistress Lolita and Porche Lyn to accompany Me. Fun to be had by all.

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Suzanne Saunders and Eric Buchanan called Me today while I was at work. They are in LA and visiting from New Orleans. They are on the way over to take Me to Metal Skool. Suzanne was surprised to find out I am an old school butt rocker…oh yeah.

I am almost recovered from yesterday’s funk. I spent all day sleeping again so I am almost in the clear. My throat feels a lot better, no one smoked back in the room where I was.

I had a little phone fun today, but otherwise I didn’t play. That way I just farted about with no make-up, and still wearing My lazy slip dress. Infact, I am still in the lazy slipdress…hey, it looks nice enough for going out, without being any effort.

Porche Lyn was with us all day today. She own’s our sister dungeon in Phoenix, Arizona…maybe I will go guest out there for a change of pace every once in a while.

After I left DOI, our body building, wrestling Mistress Georgina took Me to sushi.

Well, I have just a little time to crawl under the covers for some TV before we head out.

Yesterday I hardly left My bed. I have felt so ill from being around tons of smokers. I had spent all day watching the filming of a porno by David Aaron Clark. Everyone seemed to smoke, and My throat is very raw.

After watching the filming I got to see the private premier of Julie Simone’s new bondage film. Julie has some really hot rope work, but that wasn’t the only form of bondage she used. I liked that it was kind of creepy.

I realized rather late that there was only an hour left of Bar Sinister, and was glad that it was only a block away.

When I got home there was an added suprise…My brand new latex green medical uniform had arrived, and was on My bed!

Now it is Monday morning and I am off to DOI pretty soon. My phone has been ringing from My ads like crazy, but I slept the whole day away instead. I left My walking shoes at DOI on Saturday so I have to wear the Transmuters since all My other shoes are stilettos…

If I actually feel like it I might got to Metal Skool tonight at the Roxy. Maybe I should get Jail Bate Kate to go with Me too.