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Have a Sexy, Loving Christmas

We got to Mischief's, and it was dark. Several people were there ahead of us, and several more after. I got to meet Wolv's girlfriend, who is just delightful. Kojiro and Alora were there, too, and some other folks I knew, and a couple others I was just meeting. They'd gotten a bit of a head start with the wine. I needed to rid myself of a headache before indulging, so I ate and ate, which was a good thing, because I've been going too long between meals lately, and that's horrible for my blood sugar. Eventually I hit the wine too.

It was a lot of low-key, relaxed fun, heavily laden with innuendo. We looked at the unpacked portions of Mischief's book collection, and made sounds of awe at her bathtub. No kidding, I think that sucker can seat four comfortably. She extended the invitation for any of us to borrow it, as long as we give her advance warning so she can be sure to go somewhere else. We played with several conversation-starting toys and got out her "Dirty Minds" game, with the intention of playing it, but we wound up just reading and guessing the clues. Several took some very silly pictures, too. Wolv himself showed up eventually, but he wasn't there long before he and his lovely were saying goodnight.

Must have been something in the air. I think everyone was frisky.

When the party broke up, I had a hard time keeping my hands off Napalm in the car. The number of clothing items being worn was shrinking rapidly, and the chances of an accident growing, so he found a parking garage next to an office building to park on, on the uppermost level. There we got pretty hot and wicked and exhausted ourselves. So hot was I that I got out of the car and shucked my skirts, which, along with shoes and socks, was all I was wearing at this point.

"Are you streaking??!!" he asked me.

"Why, uh, yes!" I stretched my arms and my back and walked languidly all around the concrete wall we'd parked near. This being Florida, it probably wasn't any colder than 55 or 60 Farenheit, but the air sure felt good. I was way overheated.

The view was wonderful. Stars were peeking out of wispy cloud bits. The Interstate hummed busily not far away. Some of the offices in the adjacent building had lights on, but no people in them. I could see right into the offices. I stretched more and spun around, enjoying the feel of the air, enjoying all of it.

Then I realized something. "Wait," I said. "If I am streaking, aren't I supposed to be running?" Napalm said yes, so I took off for a lap around the top of the garage. Now I was completely exhausted and sat on the edge of a concrete railing with Napalm, holding his hand, kissing lovingly.

I didn't bother to get dressed again. It was after 3 in the morning when we got back to Condo Napalm, and not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse, so I didn't care about walking naked to the front door.

After way too brief a sleep, I was up again to take care of Killer. She greeted me like her favorite person in all the world. I was not perky enough to run with her, as she wished. Ah well. I crashed at Merry Sunshine's place, then took Killer out again at midday. Then back to Condo Napalm for my postponed big hot date.

I'd been dreaming about this date for two days straight. I miss Wlofie something fierce, and cybersex isn't as good as the real thing, everybody knows that. But what we make is so hot, so deep, so loving, so awesome, that it gets us through the times we are apart. We spent three glorious hours delighting in each other, reveling in each other. His smoky hot beautiful eyes reached my soul through the webcam. I rearranged mine so that he could see all of me. It was really truly powerful and beautiful.

Last night Mischief said something like, "Polyamory is wonderful." Several of us murmured assent. She's right, and I'm blessed, more blessed than I ever deserved. 

 

 

 

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