This is my final Shadowlane party post. Feel free to click on any of the links below to catch up on prior posts:
We spread out in a circle around the room to play tops vs
bottoms catchphrase. Basically how it
works is for every point the ladies get, we get two minutes of personal
service. For every points the guys get,
we get six swats. We agreed early on
that the winning team must win by two points, and that ended up resulting in
one of the longest runs of catchphrase that we had ever played.
We are an extremely competitive group. As the rounds continued the tension rose as
we playfully fought for the title of, um, catchphrase champion! We managed to tie, and then flip back and
forth between one point before the ladies finally won. It is fun to watch everyone’s different
reactions. OS would grab the catchmaker
out of my hand practically ripping my fingers off, where Dirk would remain calm
and slowly sound out his clues as the gentlemen in the room would shout
desperately at him.
The giddy, tiredness started to hit us as silly
conversations arose. At one part we were
arguing about what part of the worm silk comes out. Laughing I said, “Are we really discussing
what comes out of a worm’s ass!?” The
game playing continued on until after 6am and the sunrise. I was having so much fun I didn't want the
weekend to end.
Unfortunately, good things eventually DO have to end. We gave out some hugs and headed back to our
room in an attempt to get a few hours of sleep.
Pubsie and I had to be heading out to the airport in a few hours to
catch our flight home. A brief nap, and
soon our alarm was going off for us to gather our supplies and get out of
dodge.
Not wanting to wake up everyone in the other suite, I was
able to give a few hugs out and fight back tears. Sometimes it is good to be the first person
leaving because I do not have to be a sobbing mess when the majority of my
friends were still sleeping. I gave my
wifey a huge hug, and then a few people in the other suite, before Pubsie
prodded me along. Kor-E and Maria were nice
enough to give us a ride to the airport, and I fought back tears as we said
goodbye. Pubsie gave me a big hug and
wiped a few of my tears as we headed into the airport.
Leaving parties are so hard for me. I do not have many close friends in the
vanilla world, and my spanko family means the world to me. I really wished that we didn't have to be
scattered all over the country, but it makes me happy that for people who truly
care for one another, ways will be found to be together. Until I find my place in this crazy world, I
will continue to buy lottery tickets in the hope of purchasing that spanko
commune for all of us to enjoy.
To my spanking family:
Thank you so much for your kindness, love, and company. I cannot wait for our next adventure!
