Our kink-friendly dinner last night was delightful. I haven’t felt so comfortable in ages! Can’t say much here, as I’m putting much of it into the ErosZine.com article, but I met several sweet BDSM folk. The Frenchman tells me they are the hardcore, serious players in Paris. I’m glad to hear it. Safety and communication were the words of the evening. But we got home very late. I haven’t much time now for writing.

The Frenchman is sick again. He was sick over Noel with some kind of stomach flu. A cold now. Poor baby!

Despite the good evening, I had nightmares last night that left me soul-sick. I was going to talk about the main one here, but I’ve decided not to. It will make much too good of a story.
And now, more writing.