An Almost Tale Of Two Michelles
Another night at Sin City. Previous to it I was faced with a choice of two women to hang with. Not a regular state of my existence. So, I made the fatal error of choosing the friend over a possible friend with benefits. One, a girl who likes to dance with me. But was seeing a guy at the time, who was a friend, when we were dancing up a storm. So, that time it was all just platonic fun which I do well. But, at the time it had this edge to it. One that, when we traded phone numbers all that time ago I felt something extra. Well, that Michelle was in town for a short while. (And she's a tattoo artist to boot... I could have gotten a starter Tattoo as well. )
But, I was working for most of her visit. I had one evening that we might have met up on. But, I'd made time already with another Michelle ( my friend who I last took to Sin City - Fetish night - who was sort of com ca, com ca about the last time we went. )
This time however, immediately out on the dance floor some guy in a rubber skirt asked her to cane him. And, jesus christ...!!!! Michelle was of to the races. She disappeared with this guy, into the dungeon for what seemed like half the night. And came back with wild tales of whipping a bunch of eager guys who then kissed the sole's of her shoes after the experience. While, she collected a crowd of various voyeurs that evening - looking on and applauding. She's quite cute, in that hot for teacher way. Imagine an early 90's Meg Ryan type girl. ( we dated 8 years back... ) so I could understand why she was the night's little rubber fetish star girl.
The regular dungeon masters there tend to be a sorry lot. ( Honestly, I don't get the attraction to being spanked / whipped or spanking or whipping with someone I don't find attractive. - I guess it's the act that makes the moment people who are into that. The idea of meeting a woman I find attractive and spanking her in that arena. I get that... but that never happens. More due to the fact that I'm too shy at a place like Sin City to help make that happen. )
It's was odd and even a bit disconcerting to me to watch my friend turn into a one night, star domatrix. She really, really enjoyed the experience. Texting her Girl friends, and a friend on Second Life about the whippings. And, she felt compelled to relate it all to me. In minute detail, back in the other dance room. Describing it as one of the hottest moments of her life. Which was funny because when we dated, all those years ago, she was so very super submissive. And, now she's with this really nice Jock guy who's very much the pant wearer in the relationship. As I've been trying to get her to come to thease Sin City nights on and off for about a year. With him often veto - ing her solo participation.
With that, she just kept disappearing off with guys into the dungeon room. And the Vibrator guy ( this guy who wears a Vibrating suit and saddles up to cuddle with girls... ) became one of her new friends. And other really young guys were regularly buying her drinks, flirting and trying to get her number.
But, was she returning the favour?
Of course not... ( women... they never do... I have to complain before female friends ever bother to introduce me to anyone. ) I introduced her both nights to all the people, male and female, that I even remotely knew at the club , In hopes to help her relax. YES......Not wing manning me in return, in the slightest.
I started to get really envious. I even felt jealous. Which is a trait I really loath in myself when it happens. Especially when it's over a person I consider a friend. Because it's such an ugly, bitter, dead end. Which can ruin things. Or, make things sort of un-discussable, with women friends ( because it's awkward and weird to feel thease feelings about a friend. - And can get in the way of a friendship. ) So, when she once again disappeared with the last young, buff, whipping boy of the evening. Who wouldn't leave her alone. I made my leave of the place....
Wishing I'd phoned the other Michelle....
I came back as I realised she needed help to get out of Zombie town, where the club is. To an area where there's regular taxi service. I think she realized my own personal distain for my side of the night. As she kind of kept apologizing. But, it was only my feelings and not her fault. I just get so envious some times as to how easy sex ( or sexy moments ) just happen with the opposite sex. Because it really makes my glaring lack of ability, in making anything happen like that. So bitterly obvious on my side of the moon, where I always find myself alone.
Another night at Sin City. Previous to it I was faced with a choice of two women to hang with. Not a regular state of my existence. So, I made the fatal error of choosing the friend over a possible friend with benefits. One, a girl who likes to dance with me. But was seeing a guy at the time, who was a friend, when we were dancing up a storm. So, that time it was all just platonic fun which I do well. But, at the time it had this edge to it. One that, when we traded phone numbers all that time ago I felt something extra. Well, that Michelle was in town for a short while. (And she's a tattoo artist to boot... I could have gotten a starter Tattoo as well. )
But, I was working for most of her visit. I had one evening that we might have met up on. But, I'd made time already with another Michelle ( my friend who I last took to Sin City - Fetish night - who was sort of com ca, com ca about the last time we went. )
This time however, immediately out on the dance floor some guy in a rubber skirt asked her to cane him. And, jesus christ...!!!! Michelle was of to the races. She disappeared with this guy, into the dungeon for what seemed like half the night. And came back with wild tales of whipping a bunch of eager guys who then kissed the sole's of her shoes after the experience. While, she collected a crowd of various voyeurs that evening - looking on and applauding. She's quite cute, in that hot for teacher way. Imagine an early 90's Meg Ryan type girl. ( we dated 8 years back... ) so I could understand why she was the night's little rubber fetish star girl.
The regular dungeon masters there tend to be a sorry lot. ( Honestly, I don't get the attraction to being spanked / whipped or spanking or whipping with someone I don't find attractive. - I guess it's the act that makes the moment people who are into that. The idea of meeting a woman I find attractive and spanking her in that arena. I get that... but that never happens. More due to the fact that I'm too shy at a place like Sin City to help make that happen. )
It's was odd and even a bit disconcerting to me to watch my friend turn into a one night, star domatrix. She really, really enjoyed the experience. Texting her Girl friends, and a friend on Second Life about the whippings. And, she felt compelled to relate it all to me. In minute detail, back in the other dance room. Describing it as one of the hottest moments of her life. Which was funny because when we dated, all those years ago, she was so very super submissive. And, now she's with this really nice Jock guy who's very much the pant wearer in the relationship. As I've been trying to get her to come to thease Sin City nights on and off for about a year. With him often veto - ing her solo participation.
With that, she just kept disappearing off with guys into the dungeon room. And the Vibrator guy ( this guy who wears a Vibrating suit and saddles up to cuddle with girls... ) became one of her new friends. And other really young guys were regularly buying her drinks, flirting and trying to get her number.
But, was she returning the favour?
Of course not... ( women... they never do... I have to complain before female friends ever bother to introduce me to anyone. ) I introduced her both nights to all the people, male and female, that I even remotely knew at the club , In hopes to help her relax. YES......Not wing manning me in return, in the slightest.
I started to get really envious. I even felt jealous. Which is a trait I really loath in myself when it happens. Especially when it's over a person I consider a friend. Because it's such an ugly, bitter, dead end. Which can ruin things. Or, make things sort of un-discussable, with women friends ( because it's awkward and weird to feel thease feelings about a friend. - And can get in the way of a friendship. ) So, when she once again disappeared with the last young, buff, whipping boy of the evening. Who wouldn't leave her alone. I made my leave of the place....
Wishing I'd phoned the other Michelle....
I came back as I realised she needed help to get out of Zombie town, where the club is. To an area where there's regular taxi service. I think she realized my own personal distain for my side of the night. As she kind of kept apologizing. But, it was only my feelings and not her fault. I just get so envious some times as to how easy sex ( or sexy moments ) just happen with the opposite sex. Because it really makes my glaring lack of ability, in making anything happen like that. So bitterly obvious on my side of the moon, where I always find myself alone.
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Not returning the wing manning is plain rude on your friends part. Opposite sex friendships can be the most rewarding, but they're sure as hell the hardest.