But Ya Are, Squeak! Ya Are!
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thepnutgalleryWoke up at 6...habit, I suppose. Sent Peter a text, asking how his weekend was. He said he was probably going to have a short day, and wanted me to take some pics of him, or at least refer him to someone who would. I'm not a photographer, and I don't have a pro camera, so I gave him some referrals. He still wanted me to do it. He also wanted to talk to me about a favor; he needed a "lifeline," but wouldn't go into it. Tim came over, having dropped Mark off at the airport. He mentioned again that I have many symptoms of someone who's been abused. I'm afraid I can only own what has actually happened, not what might have happened.
Chip texted; he was in town, and wanted to get together. I didn't know when Peter was going to get off work, and once he was, there was some confusion about who was going where, and when, but we finally made it over to Chip's Point Loma residence around 3ish. On the way, he explained the lifeline thing; He's getting into the bondage community as a sub, which makes me feel better about us not working out. I'm vers/bottom by nature, and more than happy to flip. There is really no Dom in my dna; I'm a helpful creature. Chip had some snacks, showed us around, we talked in the back yard. Chip's mood took a hard left. I was worried it was something I or Peter had done, though nothing untoward had occurred in the conversation. Meh. Peter and I went back to my place with Chip's camera, and I took pics of Peter in various states of undress and dress-up. There was maybe a possibility for sex, but I didn't know how to make it happen. He left just as Nina was arriving, and Chip also joined us. We chatted in the living room until my roommate got home, at which point I offered to take us to Loving Hut. I know we both pay rent, so the common areas are common, but I don't like to take them up too much.
Loving Hut was PACKED. I felt kind of bad for the servers; it's not their fault the food is good, prices are cheap, and the hours are restrictive. Chip enjoyed himself, and wants to go back. Nina left for home after dinner, Chip and I went back to my place and fooled around. I got hit up by a visiting guy on Scruff after Chip left, but I was too tired from....nothing, really.
Chip texted; he was in town, and wanted to get together. I didn't know when Peter was going to get off work, and once he was, there was some confusion about who was going where, and when, but we finally made it over to Chip's Point Loma residence around 3ish. On the way, he explained the lifeline thing; He's getting into the bondage community as a sub, which makes me feel better about us not working out. I'm vers/bottom by nature, and more than happy to flip. There is really no Dom in my dna; I'm a helpful creature. Chip had some snacks, showed us around, we talked in the back yard. Chip's mood took a hard left. I was worried it was something I or Peter had done, though nothing untoward had occurred in the conversation. Meh. Peter and I went back to my place with Chip's camera, and I took pics of Peter in various states of undress and dress-up. There was maybe a possibility for sex, but I didn't know how to make it happen. He left just as Nina was arriving, and Chip also joined us. We chatted in the living room until my roommate got home, at which point I offered to take us to Loving Hut. I know we both pay rent, so the common areas are common, but I don't like to take them up too much.
Loving Hut was PACKED. I felt kind of bad for the servers; it's not their fault the food is good, prices are cheap, and the hours are restrictive. Chip enjoyed himself, and wants to go back. Nina left for home after dinner, Chip and I went back to my place and fooled around. I got hit up by a visiting guy on Scruff after Chip left, but I was too tired from....nothing, really.
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