The first scene of the weekend had been partially spontaneous. This one was completely spontaneous.
Anon has a small alcove in his room, where his bed fits perfectly, with just enough room on each side for lube, my hitachi, a book, all that good stuff.  And at the bottom corners of the alcove, as well as [...]

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And amazingly, it was not the weekend of Winter Fire!
Despite being at a kink event and floating in and out of  D/s head space, the boy and I were more boyfriend/girlfriend during WF, rather than Mistress/boy. This is not a bad thing, of course. Head spaces change. But the next weekend, in Philly, we played [...]

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We were in a little outdoor nook near the pool when one of the most amazing things I’ve seen at camp happened. Anon had a towel tossed around his neck, and while we were talking, a butterfly landed on it, right on his shoulder.
I was actually struck stupid for a few second, because I’d never [...]

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Pick up scenes are what I call those lovely little scenes at summer camp that just sort of happen. They tend to organically grow out of the situations, because it is such a free environment.
For example, while hanging out on the porch of my cabin, Horns (Anon’s other girlfriend) and I were talking about slapping, [...]

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One of the other wonderful things that I experienced at this years DO Summer Camp were some revelations, or rather, rediscoveries about parts of my spiritual self and the path that I’m on. This entire year, from last year’s camp to this years, has been full of discoveries and decisions and transformations for me.
After 2008’s [...]

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