Here for me this time around

 

 

                                 😋

 

I’m gonna sit my ass right here and just see what comes to me.  😋

So I got a polite email from a, new to this site, Dom.  His first few messages were brief and he asked me to tell him all about myself.    That is a VERY broad subject, where does one begin?  I asked him what he wanted to know and he asked about my experiences in the lifestyle.    I gave a brief and shallow summary and asked him to tell me about his.   He made sure to tell me that he “lives” the lifestyle and that it’s more than just kinky sex.   I told him that I agreed.  

His very next message was requesting if he could be forward and ask how sexual I am.   I responded quickly and informed him that I prefer to keep things vanilla and don’t tell just anyone about my personal information.  His very next message was to tell me that until I am ready to tell him about how sexual I am, I didn’t need to contact him again.  

Wait….what?   I thought we agreed that the lifestyle is more than just about kinky sex.  Did I miss something? When I told him that, he stated that obviously we are not compatible.

   As IF!   

Even Panda knows it’s time for a much needed vacation!  Cancun here I come!   😋

My giggle for the day…..my new car seems to be BDSM friendly.  I can choose my Dynamic with the push of a button.  🤣

She'll let you into the parts of herself
That'll bring you down
She'll let you in her heart
If you got a hammer and a vise
But into her secret garden, don't think twice

You've gone a million miles
How far d'you get?
To that place where you can't remember
And you can't forget

She'll lead you down a path
There'll be tenderness in the air
She'll let you come just far enough
So, you know she's really there

She'll look at you and smile
And her eyes'll say
She's got a secret garden
Where everything you want
Where everything you need
Will always stay
A million miles away

   Bruce Springsteen 

 

I was looking for things to do to stay busy and to stay out of the way of a very pissed off surgeon, while I waited for my patient to be ready to head back to the OR suite. The patient was a total train wreck and the anesthesia team was having a difficult time in deciding exactly what they were going to do with her, but that is a different story for a different day.

 

 I walked to the next set of bays over and asked a fellow nurse if she needed any help. She said that I could start her patient’s IV for her while she asked the medical questions. I walked into his bay and introduced myself. He had a quiet, calm air about him. I briefly explained what I was going to do so that I wouldn’t disturb my coworker as she did the talking. 

 

I always pump the cart up when I start an IV. I want the area close to eye level as I sit on the stool so that I don’t have to bend over and strain my back. I had pumped the cart up and was basically kneeling at this man’s side as I was holding his hand and looking for a good vein.  This was when I began to notice the pattern of the sleeve tattoo that he had.

 

The pattern was quite detailed and ornate. Right at eye level to me was a line of small BDSM symbols hidden in the pattern! Now that I had seen them, they popped right out of the sleeve like they were the main focus. I was mesmerized and before I could stop myself, I reached up and traced a finger down the line of the symbols. I could feel his eyes on me and looked up.  He knew!   I could see it in his eyes, he knew that I knew what they were and what I was.   

 

I continued on with my job and put the IV in. As I was finishing up, he looked at me and said, “Thank you, little one.” It was quiet and no one else heard it but me.   I didn’t know how to respond other than to lower my eyes and back out of his room.    

I have thought of that all day. I was surprised by the whole experience, by how it made me feel, by how I am still thinking of it. It was a brief connection, but a connection nonetheless. 

 

 

 

Hard need at my back

Hot breath promises in my ear 

Strong claim wrapped around me

Will relinquished 

Softness offered up

Home at last