We consider each other, and our friends to be family, our chosen-family. Alas though there is also the family one was born into, ones bio-family.

When it comes to our chosen-family, life is indeed mostly fun, games, passion, and intense excitement. Life however can’t always be like that as this upcoming weekend so clearly points out.

We are expecting family for an overnight visit this weekend. Genuine 100% born and raised bio-family. The fun and games shall have to temporarily cease. The passion shall have to fade into black, the excitement done without.

Last night we discussed what we have to do to get ready for this visit:

Roxanne’s bondage toys will have to disappear from open view in my bedroom. The entrance to the dungeon will have to be locked so that while the family enjoys our guesthouse they will remain clueless to the fact that they are sleeping directly under at least $95,000.00 worth of the finest fetish equipment, space, and clothing money can buy. Notes, greeting cards, expressions of love and tenderness will have to disappear.

Tammy will be visiting, Eagle will be staying here, and Roxanne might be as well. We will have to guard our words, hide our passions. As our house is filled with glass we shall have to get up very early to ensure that no one notices our bedfellows are not as expected.

The bright spot in all of this is that family, much like everyone else, goes to bed. Pent up passion shall be running wild as the visitors sleep.

Luckily it’s to be a brief visit.