Mistress and Slave have been enjoying the first week of the rest of our life. We've long wanted to spend more time at our SW hideaway. Now we can. Though slave is still getting used to the fact that he no longer must obsessively monitor his email on work days. in case of a client "emergency". Poor Mistress is the one having to deal with work calls from the slopes.It certainly has given us more time for naughty things. Morning cock riding and afternoon worship have been featured so far on the menu, along with skiing in between.
"The crop is coming out this weekend, slave....."
"Oops....."
But today's blog is not son much about this week, as it is a week back in the misty past of the early 1990's. It's a flashback induced by the sad and also odd coincidence that both Carrie Fisher and her mother Debbie Reynolds passing away earlier this week. The news of "Princess Lea's" demise came as we drove across Kansas on Monday, accompanied by extensive coverage on BBC radio and NPR. Then yesterday, the apparently linked death of Carrie's Mom from "heartbreak".Slave cynically commented that "Debbie couldn't stand all the attention that her daughter was getting....she had to do something to upstage her....."
This observation came from my recollection of stories Mistress has told over the years about the three days Mistress spent with Debbie. This was back when we were engaged in our steamy "covert" relationship. Mistress was about 27, a young corporate executive. Slave was 40 something. And we were both cheating on our spouses, with a secret love nest to accommodate our mutual lust. It's something you could never get away with now, in the age of I-phones, text messages, emails and social media. Too many ways to get caught.
Debbie was coming to River City to help launch a new cable channel. Mistress was assigned to shepard her around town, and, implicitly, make sure she had a "good time" but didn't get into trouble. It sounds easier than it turned out to be.
Oddly, slave was part of this strange sequence of events. I was invited by Mistress to a big reception to celebrate the cable launch, and took my father and his wife to meet the "star" who was more my parents' generation than mine. We still have a photo of Mistress, Debbie, and my Dad tucked away, all of them smiling. For some reason I cannot recall, both of our spouses were not there!
(How did we get away with that shit?)
"So what was she like, Mistress?"
"A real piece of work. She kept a Hollywood diva schedule. Sleep until noon. Then stay up "entertaining" until 4 am. "
"How do you know she was up that late?"
"Because I had to be there....she made me stay....We had booked her into this suite at [the classiest hotel in town] and she would invite people up to hang out with her. Room service kept bringing drinks... She flirted with all the men, and was kind of nasty to me and all the women....I remember just wanting to go home to bed, but she insisted I stay.... she was dancing with the Mayor ( my old college buddy), and sharing all her Hollywood stories....."
"Did you ask her about Carrie?", who was an actress and writer with some notoriety of her own at the time.
"Sure.... I told her I liked her daughter. She said "You would like her. You're just like her. All dark and brooding. The two of you will never be happy....."
"Ouch...."
I recalled that one of the pictures we had of her and Debbie included a tall blonde executive that Mistress had one her her rare f/f flings with. The image shows the blonde with a bit of a leer, eyeing Mistress in a very predatory way. Their affair was fuel for our own mutual sexual stylings at the time. A precursor to cuckolding, but with nicer legs and more curves?
"Wasn't your old friend Liz there too that week, Mistress....."
"She was slave, it was when all that was going on. And another woman, Sharon .... you remember her.... who was coming onto me with these very suggestive notes....she was later linked in rumors about an affair with Martha Stewart."
Ah..... the 90's.
"Sounds like your 3 days with Debbie was a bit of a nightmare, Mistress."
"It was slave.... but she did say I had 'great tits'."
"And you still do....."
