While she was balancing too many meetings yesterday, Slave was sloughing off a bit, taking our not quite as sullen teen to the local team's "business person's special" with an old friend. We were giving up on the home team after 6 innings when they had fallen behind 6-0. But then - miracle of miracles - the local lads rallied for 3 and then 4 more runs in consecutive innings, for a dramatic 7-6 victory.
Of course, my daughter, who is not much of a baseball fan - and now disdains most things American after a year abroad - could not appreciate the rarity of such an extraordinary come from behind triumph.
Ironically, over at ALL Mine last night, Suzanne described attending a Red Sox game where her locals won on a 9th inning walk off home run. She claims the excitement was so profound it even got her "wet", promising a swift boat attack on her Jay's trophy cock as soon as she got home, with maybe a fantasy about the home run hitter to fuel her lust. Nothing like a little transferance!
Now I thought our game was exciting too, but rest assured I was not thinking of Brandon Phillips when I worshiped Mistress's clean shaven folds when she finally made it home from the office.
We actually had a relaxed evening after that. I whipped up some pasta, then we settled down to watch the latest episode of Newsroom, which we have been enjoying despite some lame reviews.
Tonight, we'll be having dinner with our two daughters to belatedly celebrate Mistress's birthday. And here's a little more irony: we'll be going to dinner at the restaurant where our long lost chef and IT consultant Francois is in charge. The same place where we had a rather exotic pre-orgy dinner with him and Didi back in the fall.
We've been in touch with him some over the last few months, and Mistress was texting with him to make the reservations.
"I reminded him that the girls don't know about our so called 'lifestyle', Slave...."
"Oh, I'm sure he'll know not to cross that line, while walking right up to it."
The only sad part is that we won't be including Mistress's J in the celebration tonight. We thought about it, but the consensus was it would just be a little too strange. The girls have met him, but having him for the family birthday dinner. It might raise more questions that can be easily answered.
But hopefully the two lovebirds will have some time to get together over the weekend.
It must have been sex bloggers' night at America's ballparks I guess. You know, sex isn't always directly on my mind, but it's never really far away either. I can understand you not getting as excited as I did over all the excitement in River City. You were probably in your cage :)
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