Back to the Grind

Mistress and slave are back in River City, where this morning we woke to a thick, cold fog. It makes an ugly contrast to the glory of Ghost Ranch, where we spent last Saturday, hiking to the top of a mesa once painted by Georgia O'Keefe.

Of course, we have had the solace of our daily sexual rituals here. And Mistress slept last night in her black tights, which is always a delightful tease for her slave.

At least for the holiday season, we've given up the search for another lover for Mistress. The four guys Mistress "interviewed" were all washouts for one reason or another.

Two were simply not macho enough for her taste.  One we met for drinks seemed to have some potential, but his "back story" did not seem to hold up, making us wonder if he really was who he claimed to be.  Another just seemed to vanish after a first meeting.

But then there still is Jay.  He and Mistress have had a bit of a renaissance in recent weeks. And he'll be joining us here tonight.

"Jay's coming at around 6:30 tonight slave....."

It will be another one of those three-way dates.  We will share some beverages. Go to dinner, then the two lovebirds will be left to their own sexy devices.

I promise to provide a full update over the weekend for those of you with a prurient interest in all of this. For those of you who don't, maybe we need another weather report?