Leaving Las Vegas

[okay, let's see how typing with my thumbs in the moving car goes.] I'm going to try and do a more organized party report once we get home. Pablo and I are headed home from what is, I think anyway, my 14th Shadow Lane party. Since there's been 29 total. I'm catching up to 50%. There's just no way to claim newbie status anymore. Who'd have guessed? Before every party I'm nervous enough to wonder why we're going, even though I have never regretted attending a single party and have always been sorry when we've had to skip / miss one. it's not about the play (though some of the most amazing scenes I've ever been part of have been at SL parties) -- I'm fortunate to have married someone happy to spank me as much as I can stand. it's the chance to spend a weekend away from real life stress and surrounded by and celebrating spanking and how damned much fun it is that makes the parties such great events for me. The economy in the past 18 months has made it difficult for some of our friends to travel for pleasure. This made it all the more wonderful that so many were able to make it this time around. I especially enjoyed the sadly too-rare chance to hang out with some of the folks from FL Moonshine and SSNY. it'll likely be a while until we can do it again. Meantime the friendships continue on and offline. The afterglow feeds Pab and my feelings toward each other. My most heartfelt thanks to Butch, Eve and Tony for working so hard so their guests can play so much. And with that, we're almost to Baker and lunch. NV is behind us for now. -- This entry was sent from my iPhone.