I'm Going Home
Oct. 29th, 2017 10:38 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thepnutgalleryTalked with Matthew a bit about the weekend - he'd been more than a little depressed over the course of it, which is why he rarely went with me to any events. I feel bad, but quite grateful he still stayed so I could enjoy the weekend.
Canyon Club was having another pool party. Maybe it was just my anxiety, but I felt like people would be rolling their eyes if I was the center of attention again. I could not for the life of me find any information on traffic patterns. On a desktop, Google Maps lets you modify your anticipated start/arrival time and will tell you predicted traffic. This is an amazing feature, so of course they don't have it on mobile, where it would be most useful. I got cleaned up, fueled up, then got on the road. Or I would have, if one of the gents I'd been talking to hadn't lived so close. He bent me over his massage table, put me in his sling, introduced me to his blind dog. I wish I hadn't cum for him, or had at least gotten it on video, but I'm glad I went. He wants to get together again next weekend, and we'll see.
It wasn't until I was halfway home that I remembered that Ben was still in town. I let him know my ETA, but he was busy with other things for a while. It gave me time to clean up the place a bit and spend time with Lady Miss Friday before he got there, so it all worked out. He's been taking a lot of trips lately, and doing quite well. I didn't have any Bourbon (bad host, bad!), but he enjoyed the last of the whiskey I'd bought for Mitch.
Tim joined us, and we went to #1 on Fifth. It was crowded and loud outside, so we headed inside instead. Met a very very drunk couple who I don't think will be a couple for much longer. The drunker of the two literally ripped his boyfriend's button down shirt open after being told not to. Not that you should need to ask a boyfriend not to destroy your clothing. They ended up leaving it there, so who knows. We headed over to Martini's next, since Tim is klassy like that. On the way, I ran into Millow and friends, and ended up rimming one of the guys on the street corner, but just briefly. We traded numbers so we can do it for real later.
Martini's gets very fuzzy for me. I remember flirting with the server and talking with a few other people there, but not much after. I'm glad I came home when I did, I'm glad I didn't drink much in PS, and glad I got to have fun Sunday night. And really really glad I took Monday off.
Canyon Club was having another pool party. Maybe it was just my anxiety, but I felt like people would be rolling their eyes if I was the center of attention again. I could not for the life of me find any information on traffic patterns. On a desktop, Google Maps lets you modify your anticipated start/arrival time and will tell you predicted traffic. This is an amazing feature, so of course they don't have it on mobile, where it would be most useful. I got cleaned up, fueled up, then got on the road. Or I would have, if one of the gents I'd been talking to hadn't lived so close. He bent me over his massage table, put me in his sling, introduced me to his blind dog. I wish I hadn't cum for him, or had at least gotten it on video, but I'm glad I went. He wants to get together again next weekend, and we'll see.
It wasn't until I was halfway home that I remembered that Ben was still in town. I let him know my ETA, but he was busy with other things for a while. It gave me time to clean up the place a bit and spend time with Lady Miss Friday before he got there, so it all worked out. He's been taking a lot of trips lately, and doing quite well. I didn't have any Bourbon (bad host, bad!), but he enjoyed the last of the whiskey I'd bought for Mitch.
Tim joined us, and we went to #1 on Fifth. It was crowded and loud outside, so we headed inside instead. Met a very very drunk couple who I don't think will be a couple for much longer. The drunker of the two literally ripped his boyfriend's button down shirt open after being told not to. Not that you should need to ask a boyfriend not to destroy your clothing. They ended up leaving it there, so who knows. We headed over to Martini's next, since Tim is klassy like that. On the way, I ran into Millow and friends, and ended up rimming one of the guys on the street corner, but just briefly. We traded numbers so we can do it for real later.
Martini's gets very fuzzy for me. I remember flirting with the server and talking with a few other people there, but not much after. I'm glad I came home when I did, I'm glad I didn't drink much in PS, and glad I got to have fun Sunday night. And really really glad I took Monday off.
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