I'm off to a fetish club tonight. I've never actually been to a fetish club, but I have been curious about it. I've been to fetish fairs and it's not that I think I'll be intimidated. What's really kept me from such things is that I'm not that into the whole clothing thing, and I'm also not sure I'll generally like it. Of course I expect it to be extremely interesting. And I can hypothesize that if I were going with a large gang of people I knew well, then it could be a different sort of experience. But even though I'm going with a friend who has gone a bunch before, I know that I will feel a bit of an outsider, and like I don't really belong. But that's okay. Because no one else will care and I will get to observe everything.
This follows on the heels of my Friday off work where I went to a spa. Who knew a spa could be so good. It was really, really good. And this is coming from the girl who hates hot things. In fact, the first steam room I tried to go into, I had to go right back out of because I thought I was suffocating and couldn't breath. But I managed to work through it to end up relaxing into the misty purple lavender infused room. And then oh so much more. I am so going back.
And while we're on updates, check out the new article:
The Diverse Sexual Expression of Raphael Perez
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The Art of Love
01 December 2007
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