Back here in River City, Mistress and Slave decided to beat the crowds and have our romantic Valentine's Day dinner early. Mistress saw an invitation with a special 5 course meal and wine pairings at a restaurant within walking distance, so we signed up. After a brief but satisfying worship session here at the UCTMW World HQ, we put on our boots last night for a crunchy walk through the hard packed snow to indulge. A nearly full moon was rising.
Muy Romantico.
But when we arrived, we realized there had been a serious miscommunication. This "romantic dinner" was set up in a brightly lit room, at communal tables, and a very geeky and annoying crowd was already gathered. It was the sort of crowd that clearly did not want to celebrate Valentine's Day where you actually had to carry a one-on-one conversation with your true love through 5 courses and the accompanying wine.
We considered aborting our mission, but Mistress, ever resourceful quickly deployed her charm and considerable persuasion skills..... soon the owner's wife was sheparding us to the nearly empty regular dining room to a very private table. We had not only avoided the crowd of wine geeks, we had also scored a corner to ourselves where the staff brought us our 5 courses and paired wine through a very lovely evening.
(This being River City, the only other couple there all night included one of Mistress's high school class mates, on what looked like a Match.com first date, but fortunately they sat on the other side of the room).
By the end of the evening, Mistress and Slave were considerably tipsy, and grateful that we had walked rather than driven. It was a nicely saved V Day for us, and we hope all our readers get to share the day with their special someone.
But that may not include our dedicated Western Correspondent, who has resurfaced in Sochi after a few days off our radar. We were a little nervous that he had been subject to some cruel rendition by sadistic Caucasus Rebels, or former KGB dead enders, particularly after we saw how he was dressed for the Games:
Apparently he did not get the State Department memo about trying to blend in, and deemphasizing the red, white and blue. But it turns out he's just been simmering in the international melting pot, and soaking up the local spices, like any good sex blog sports reporter should do:
Well the poor old WC resurfaces .......
I took Vladi's ticket to the peep show at the woman's showers
They were great holes!!!!
Things were going great
Vladi was happily jerking off
I was watching the show with interest
When the Russian woman Hockey team caught us
OMG!!!!!!!!!!
Have you ever had a whole naked hockey team chasing you with big sticks
The poor old WC was scared to death.........
Well long story short
They caught us
I resurface two days latter and let me tell you
It was great!!!!!!!!!
Those Russia hockey players rock!!!!!! Particularly, Anna Prugova.
Well so much for my ordeal
On to the games
Bodie missed out
Too bad but he might still win metal
I am so over figure skating WTF!!!!!!!!
Shawn White is old too....
Mancuso rocks like a rock star
So what if she is the daughter of a drug kingpin
Love the different/backwards human interest story
Well got to go
I'm reporting on all the kinky sex going on around here
Have an invite to the Bulgarian woman curling party
tonight!
Word is they tie you down naked and tickle your balls with their brooms
Can't wait!!!!
Your man from Sochi
WC
Thanks, WC. Go easy on the vodka.
Wouldn't curling be a lot more interesting if they did it in bikinis, like beach volley ball. It couldn't hurt NBC's ratings!
