Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Touching a star

Ever have one of those moments in the scene where you get to touch a star?  What I mean is when you get an inkling or an indication that one of the most beautiful and popular people just might want to play with you?  That wonderfully buzzy, instantly wet, heart pounding moment when you realize that you're going to get to touch and torment and spank and bite someone who is so absolutely yummy that you get drenched just at the thought?  I had one of those last camp.  And I did get to touch her although not nearly as much or as privately as I wanted to.  It's kind of strange because I was so looking forward to it that I was nervous as hell so I didn't do nearly as much to her as I wanted to.  I wonder if I can get up the guts to ask to play with her again...  

Good day

And the winner for the best birthday present ever?  A new digital camera, except that now M can use it to take pics of me with things like rosy red ass cheeks from my birthday spanking.  The runners up were a pair of sock monkey socks, complete with toes, and a pair of brilliant rainbow fuzzy socks.  Socks are a win in my world :D  I have simple tastes.