The French Shadow

Today was a good day full of way too much walking and an equal amount of laughter.

I had just finished getting ready and I looked at my phone to see it was 2:59. Not a second later my shadow said he was at the corner. Now Sir, as if you could find him even more indearing, I look and he is getting off a bike! My first thought is to have him give me a quick lesson, until I get closer and see that he has a very expensive complicated bike and he rode many miles to meet me. I will add him to the list of possible teachers, but not on that bike. We changed it up and went for a stroll.

The one thing I really like about my neighborhood is that they will close down the avenues and have street fares, but not the city type. It’s the local businesses and restaurants that will flow into the street.

We walked and had some idle chit chat….about the party and different people that live in the neighborhood is has heard of and met. Turns out he lives right on the same block as Bow tie man and BB.

At the end of the fare we went a couple of blocks over to a bar. We were walking and he had asked if we could stop as he had done a 5k recently and his feet hurt. I asked what he would like and he said, no the least I owe you is a drink for the set up.

Sir had found him the most perfect girl, or at least in a profile kind of way. They messaged and were both in the city near each other. He said they met for a drink and she was cute and little…now from this point insert the most adorable french accent to all quotes. “she bated her little 18 year old eyes at me and I melted”. The girl had mentioned that she wanted to go to a swingers club. He has no interest in that, but he felt they had a connection and she had mentioned that she was going to go alone. “I am a nice guy, not everyone is” so he decided to try yet another new thing. This is a place Sir and I have been and it has way too many aggressive men. “the people are not friendly, not like the parties you go to” “no one talking, just trying to get their cocks into something” That’s pretty dead on. So she wants to be an exhibitionist. They start kissing on a bed and an uninvited man starts to rub her leg, He says to stop as she is freaking out. So they left.

Outside she asks him if they can go back to her place. “She left a very happy girl” I knew he wouldn’t give details. That’s just not him, or at least not him to another woman. He than stated “a month ago I would have thought, yes 18, I can do 18, but now I know, she is just starting in life, no experience, not what I want. So from now on 20, that’s the youngest, maybe 22, at least they have those college years behind them” I asked what’s his oldest and he said, there is none.

He has and will keep in contact with her, in part because he fears for her safety. She is young and taking many risks, all of this and she only lost her virginity a year ago.

On the way back we talked about rope and he couldn’t understand what the party riggers get out of it. He wants to learn rope because he like bondage and it’s very interesting and pretty, but he can’t fathom not having sex with the girl once she is tied. I told him he needs to watch a scene with people that have been together a long time and he will see how the connection is different, plus in private play they most often do have sex, just not at the club.

I told him one of the reasons I’ve been working out so much is that I would like to do suspension and I would like to hit my goal by August. He laughed that I have timelines on the kinky things I would like. Then something came up about my bucket list, so I told him the story of O. He got a really good chuckle at that one.

We also spoke of the difference between D/s and M/s. I tried as best as I could to explain Sir and I’s dynamic and that its much different from TPE. Then I had to explain what that is and the easiest thing to tell him is I don’t have to ask permission to pee…..stating the truth that I’d often pee myself as I go way to much to get permission.

He said he really wasn’t sure what to expect when he met Sir but he was impressed at how laid back he was. “You were bouncing around saying Hi to this one and that one and he was just watching and smiling” I told him, Sir is happy I have so many friends and I know it adds to his knowledge that when I go out without him I’m safe. He was amazed at Sir’s control, but…..and I really don’t know how he phrased it but, he was dominate without being overbearing.

He invited me to a concert, but by this time, I needed both food and to sit and the rain was coming. So next time, my shadow.

When I got in I had realized I left a plant I purchased at the bar, So another 12 blocks there and back to retrieve it…….Almost 10 miles. I’m tired, but happy.

Poor Sir is sick, so I’m trying not to bother him. I told him what meds to take, playing his doctor and I wish I was there to make him tea. Sending you a big hug and a bowl of pastina.

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