Oh. My. God.I know I sound like a teenager saying that, but who cares? You know I was getting a tattoo the other day. Well, I did. I’ll post a picture of it, but what happened at the tattoo parlor is far more interesting than the ink.
I DID IT! The artist, Errol, was a HOT- YOUNG -STUD. Can you say muscle bound and bald? While he was putting on my tat, I looked over to the side a saw a picture of him wearing leather and holding two floggers. Uh-huh. Floggers. I got so turned on. He noticed and before you know it we were talking about sex. Ladies… he owns a private BDSM club. You know-- like in that book we were taking about at RomantiCon?
He invited me. ME! Yes, Monica, I went. And then I went back. The first night he introduced me to the furniture and the toys. I returned the next night to play with some other members of the club, a sexy dominatrix and her slave boy. Don’t every body faint. I met the Cougar Challenge. I will be seeing lots more of Errol in the future. He actually likes me. Can you believe it?
So, there you have it. I had two younger men and one younger woman…or rather, they had me. LOL
