Rocky Waters, Steady Sail
Jun. 24th, 2021 04:39 pmIt turned out it was Tim who called last night, and when I called him back, he let me know that Tami is being barred from the marina. Since she's on Tim's lease, they terminated his lease too. That's so obviously pretextual it's laughable. Or would be, if it weren't so dire. He talked to them, they planned on just re-writing his lease. He's had trouble there too, of course, but he doesn't really have any place to go. He said he might need a place to crash, and while that would certainly be cozy, it could be done. I wasn't sure who's day it was for eservice, but they hadn't sent the email by 9:30, and from what I could see, hadn't been able to even start yet. I downloaded a couple more, then sent my email letting whoever know I'd given them a head start and delivered what was there. I worked through the bit of eservice that had come in for me & Din, was just about to work through any claims, and the VPN kicked me out. I started working through my home-home computer, but they rebooted it soon enough. I got all my and Din's work done, saved myself some time by getting all the eservice done for tomorrow, and entered all of mine and Din's, and got my journal updated.
Also fantastic, Scott, the nice poppers gent from PS with his wonderful pups, texted me. He's going to come down this Saturday, we're gonna get together, popper up, and get reacquainted. I'm very excited, and I honestly can't wait for Julian to join me on these trips. TBH, yeah, I've had some new clients hit me up, but I'm so very grateful that my two best sets of clients have clearly forgiven me. I do still need to check in on Norman. He's wonderful, but had a serious back injury.
There was a theme for the day of me giving early warning to Julian about various scheduling responsibilities, but just a few minutes too early. He'd set his own alarms, just a little more on the dot than my early warnings. He said thank you, though, instead of complaining. Progress. I trimmed my beard, though I couldn't tell if Julian wanted me to grow out a mountain man beard or not. Even though I'm Very Butch - I have a beard!, if he wants the Brawny man, he'll have to get himself a side boyfriend. He also told me that after I went to bed he was hanging out with Terry and Chuck, Chuck brought him inside and offered him G. I had some confusion with names at first, thinking for a second that Chuck was the cute guy who parks next to me, and he was going to tell me they fucked. Chuck is Terry's next door neighbor and while funny, a bit...off. Seems to mostly be talking to hear himself speak. Julian declined the GHB, citing my experience with it. While I don't want him to fall down the rabbit hole, I'm aware that GHB seems to only be exceptionally dangerous to some of us. Like a deadly cilantro or something. We talked about personal autonomy, but also about harm reduction. I have some guidelines to which drugs I need to stay away from. He should get to know himself and which drugs are on the No List. I think coke might be his thing, other than the obvious ones. He went out with Terry all day, they both drank, and when they came back from the dog park, they had a pretty cute guy with them. Julian had offered my living room for the night to the guy, which, sure. Only if for a night. Things spun out of control from there. I said yes, hopped back into Lady Miss Friday's room, but soon enough Terry called me. He was tipsy, he and Julian were fighting. Terry was upset with Julian's temper, Julian was upset that Terry seemed to be abusing the power catsitting as a last resort brings.
They separated, Julian and I spoke on the couch, and ended up flip fucking. It was honestly hot AF. I almost wondered if he planned it, since he bottomed first, and then wanted to top and DGAF if I was clean. I still made sure. Luck favors the prepared. Really, for our first time fucking after this past weekend, it was perfect. One small issue - he repeatedly requested I cum for him, then declined to do so himself. Some psych thing about sex not being over until someone cums. No. I was really quite upset, but I calmed myself down. The gent went for a walk, somehow ended up at Chuck's, and they dropped his stuff off there. I..guess? I think I need to get at least the basics of the social services in town. I was going to try to get today updated, but I just didn't have the energy to even sit at the computer. And for some reason, Swyping my journal into my phone wouldn't work either. Lady Miss Friday was happy, at least.
Also fantastic, Scott, the nice poppers gent from PS with his wonderful pups, texted me. He's going to come down this Saturday, we're gonna get together, popper up, and get reacquainted. I'm very excited, and I honestly can't wait for Julian to join me on these trips. TBH, yeah, I've had some new clients hit me up, but I'm so very grateful that my two best sets of clients have clearly forgiven me. I do still need to check in on Norman. He's wonderful, but had a serious back injury.
There was a theme for the day of me giving early warning to Julian about various scheduling responsibilities, but just a few minutes too early. He'd set his own alarms, just a little more on the dot than my early warnings. He said thank you, though, instead of complaining. Progress. I trimmed my beard, though I couldn't tell if Julian wanted me to grow out a mountain man beard or not. Even though I'm Very Butch - I have a beard!, if he wants the Brawny man, he'll have to get himself a side boyfriend. He also told me that after I went to bed he was hanging out with Terry and Chuck, Chuck brought him inside and offered him G. I had some confusion with names at first, thinking for a second that Chuck was the cute guy who parks next to me, and he was going to tell me they fucked. Chuck is Terry's next door neighbor and while funny, a bit...off. Seems to mostly be talking to hear himself speak. Julian declined the GHB, citing my experience with it. While I don't want him to fall down the rabbit hole, I'm aware that GHB seems to only be exceptionally dangerous to some of us. Like a deadly cilantro or something. We talked about personal autonomy, but also about harm reduction. I have some guidelines to which drugs I need to stay away from. He should get to know himself and which drugs are on the No List. I think coke might be his thing, other than the obvious ones. He went out with Terry all day, they both drank, and when they came back from the dog park, they had a pretty cute guy with them. Julian had offered my living room for the night to the guy, which, sure. Only if for a night. Things spun out of control from there. I said yes, hopped back into Lady Miss Friday's room, but soon enough Terry called me. He was tipsy, he and Julian were fighting. Terry was upset with Julian's temper, Julian was upset that Terry seemed to be abusing the power catsitting as a last resort brings.
They separated, Julian and I spoke on the couch, and ended up flip fucking. It was honestly hot AF. I almost wondered if he planned it, since he bottomed first, and then wanted to top and DGAF if I was clean. I still made sure. Luck favors the prepared. Really, for our first time fucking after this past weekend, it was perfect. One small issue - he repeatedly requested I cum for him, then declined to do so himself. Some psych thing about sex not being over until someone cums. No. I was really quite upset, but I calmed myself down. The gent went for a walk, somehow ended up at Chuck's, and they dropped his stuff off there. I..guess? I think I need to get at least the basics of the social services in town. I was going to try to get today updated, but I just didn't have the energy to even sit at the computer. And for some reason, Swyping my journal into my phone wouldn't work either. Lady Miss Friday was happy, at least.