Back to the Drawing Board....

Here in River City, Mistress and slave have been slowly adjusting to the 6 hr. time shift and the notion that our nation will soon be under the thumb of a narcissistic blowhard with an itchy trigger finer and a penchant for locking up folks he disagrees with.

So at least one distraction has been dabbling in the quest for a new (or additional) side-dish to amuse Mistress and cuckold her slave.  There was a prospect- an outdoorsy type about Mistress's age who lives up the road a bit.  We had exchanged emails while we were overseas, and Mistress set up a lunch "date" with him yesterday.  But the report was not so good....

"He's nice enough slave....but a little dorkier than I would have expected...."

"Any spark?" (i.e. that de rigeur spark of attraction that must accompany any suitable side-dish).

"Not really slave....he clearly liked me... said I looked hotter than my pictures....but I must say there was no spark on my side of the table for him...."

"How did you leave it with him?"

"Told him that I'd have to 'think about it'".

Not what one wants to hear from the Ashley Madision hotty he's been courting, is it?

Ah well.....  there were a few "Plan B" suitors we may need to consider.  Then there was some 37 yr. old who got in touch via our "Slave on the Lam" twitter account... He asked if we wanted to "hang out" some time, and aspires to be a cuckolder. I politely responded to him that we were probably too old for him....But he was non-plused:

"Age is a number to me. I love older folks".

Why does that sound like he enjoys visiting the elderly at his local nursing home to sing Christmas carols?

In the meantime, Jay has made up with his Trump voting Mom and apparently has arranged for child care on Sunday evening.

"He asked if he could come over for dinner Sunday evening. Sounds like he wants to stay over...."

I guess slave has some menu planning to do.