For the past three months I’ve been trying to get out and be social. Really I have! Admittedly I went into sort of a non-kink life frenzy shortly after missing Lewbaricon in St Louis this past spring. My travel routing which is a big part of my typically insane life changed leaving me less time with established frequent party and kink stops and more dammed business stops. In June the Chesty Blonde’s dad decided to show up from Florida with less than 12 hours notice

Foiled Again – I was so close to the Rope ...