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Wednesday, August 13, 2008

Spanko’s are People too!

I'd like to welcome a guest poster to LA Kink! Please welcome my partner in crime, my one and only....

Bossman!


So here I am on my way to meet people who only my wife has talked to on the internet. Visions of perverted, weird, people who are uncomfortable to be around are lurking in my head. However I am somewhat reassured because I have been kept in the loop of all the conversations and planning that has been going on.

I can only give my impressions and memories of each person and maybe how it was different than I expected. One of the most complicated situations was trying to identify each person’s real name. Remembering whose spouse was whose and where everyone lived. I realize that everyone at this meeting is into blogging and domestic discipline which I am still trying to grasp. Now I am a salesman who is fairly comfortable in groups where I don’t know anyone, but still you hear bad stories of when people meet on the internet.

Ok enough of my insecurities. While we were waiting to meet our soon to be friends, my wife and I were very nervous. My wife’s legs were bouncing and her fingers nervously twitching. I suppose a good spanking would have calmed her down. The time finally arrived and we went downstairs to meet the reason why we were there. It was weird as the elevator door opened that there were screams and hands flinging in the air. Especially from people we had never met. The hotel clerk had a weird look on his face!

Eva was the first person that caught my attention. She was the loudest. She was very open and fun loving. It’s hard to imagine her not being the weight she is now. To me she looked like a normal healthy thin woman. After getting to know her struggles with weight it was interesting to hear what was going on inside her mind as we went from place to place. I remember asking her how she felt as she realized she could fit into the dresses on display in the windows on Rodeo drive. She seemed a little overwhelmed and speechless just thinking about it. I enjoyed talking with her throughout the weekend and was glad to have met her. Her husband Adam was tall like me and looked as he did in the pictures so he was easy to recognize. A genuinely nice guy from the start. He was very easy to talk to and easy to find something in common with. I remember him always wanting to be the last person through the door. It almost seemed too polite! I also remember when we were giving out the presents he kept hiding our gifts behind his back. That initially was kinda weird to me but after he showed us the leather hands I realized it was to make sure the presentation of the hands were not spoiled.

PK was fairly quiet when we initially met. However, over the days she proved to be anything but quiet and reserved. In fact in my opinion she was the most open about her interest in spanking and other great activities between 2 people. It was interesting to see her desire to spank each of the girls before we all left each other. Although that may sound kinda weird it was just playful and fun. I also enjoyed listening to her adventurous stories of when she was younger. Her husband Nick was also quiet in the beginning but was more purposeful in everything he said and did. The questionnaire he made up for the girls was well thought out and helped all the girls get to know each other better. He seems to be an analytical thinker type of person. I think this could be construed as shy but I did not find him shy at all. Nick seemed to really enjoy seeking out and visiting the “toy stores” To me however if I passed him in the street I would never ever think that he and his wife were into domestic discipline or spanking.

Although I am speaking about Ceeci last I think I will spend the most time talking about her and her man Mr. Smith aka Jim. It was unfortunate that the first day we did not spend much time with them because Jim had a nasty case of “Montezuma’s Revenge”. At least that’s the excuse they gave. In retrospect I’m guessing they were knocking the pictures off the walls that whole day. Throughout the weekend she continually surprised me with her wonderful suggestions and comments that were ultimately meant to help grace and my overall sex life. Ceeci had this great smile and a very warm personality which just made you feel comfortable talking to her. We had a common love of sports cars and shared a few stories which made me laugh. Jim however was the person I most found common ground with. He and I talked quite a bit about our love for baseball and coaching. He is the kind of guy that would be a daily friend of mine if he lived closer. I would ask him to coach with me or invite to a Dodger game.

After just a few hours together it became clear that there were no complete weirdo’s or crazies in the group. I kept thinking to myself that these were people who could be friends of ours if we all lived in the same town. It also made me realize that there are people we pass in the street or on the road that could be into spanking or domestic discipline. In reality even though “mainstream society” might view what brought us all together as weird or not normal, everyone I met was as normal as your friends at church, your co-worker, your neighbor. In reality, as you all already know, Spanko’s are people too!

P.S. I would like to publicly thank my wonderful wife of 19+ years for loving me with all her heart and giving me a window into her most intimate feelings regarding domestic discipline and spanking. It is nice knowing she will always be patient with my inability to “get it” and the trust she places in me to turn herself completely over to me.

*note from grace*

Bossman, I love you so much. Thanks for taking that trip with me. We had such a great time! Other than Jim getting sick, the trip couldn't have been more perfect! (well, that and the fact that it was too short!) Thank you for writing things from your perspective. Maybe you could write some more? Just a thought. Love you always! grace