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August 12, 2008

Family

We don’t try too awfully hard to hide our kinky sides or our poly sides from vanilla friends and family, but neither do we tell them about it.

We therefore must assume what they know. We assume that they don’t know any of the details, but we also assume that they have some idea that strange things are going on in the bedroom.

I guess that this weekend some of that will necessarily change because we are traveling in our Airstream, being followed by relatives in their own RV. Our Airstream is fairly good sized, but it was designed for two people, and while can sleep more it just doesn’t really have separate sleeping areas. Alas, there will be more than two of us within, and we will not be making some kind of superhuman efforts to deceive anyone about where people might be sleeping.

Whatever our relatives might think they know about our private lives now, I think it quite safe to assume that their understanding will shoot up a large notch or two by the time our weekend is over.

If all that isn’t enough, this fall we will be doing it all again, only this time with even more relatives, and by a very good stroke of fortune, more of us in the Airstream.

Sometimes I think it just about perfect that all of our relatives seem to have adopted their own don’t ask, don’t tell policies. It seems much easier than the heartache that would follow if they decided that they wanted to know more than whatever they have figured out on their own.

May 4, 2008

The Wine Shop

Eagle loves fine wine. Sometimes we think that if his obsession continues his house will eventually sink from the weight of the collection in his basement. Hence on a recent trip to a pretty little bay town called La Conner we were doing some tasting in the local wine shop.

To enjoy this little story, you need to know that Eagle is quite a lot older than myself, Milliscent, and Roxanne; around 20 years separates us.

We were all standing at the bar, sampling the wines (none of them very good I must add) when Eagle wandered into a back room to look at the higher value offerings. Apparently trying to engage us in conversation the owner of the shop leans over to Roxanne and says “It sure is nice of you to be taking your father out on an outing today.”

One must assume that the fellow hasn’t been trying to make a living in a retail business for very long, or surely he would have learned that there are just some things best not said to ones customers.

Roxanne however has never been shy, and she thought that his rude comment deserved a striking reply. Without hesitation she countered with “Oh, you don’t understand. Cam here is married to Milliscent [pointing at us respectively] but the ‘old guy’ is Milliscent’s boyfriend, and I fuck Cam. It’s great because I get to fuck him but I don’t have to do his laundry.”

A wonderful reply to a questionable comment and perhaps the proprietor will use more care in his conversation openers in the future.

La Conner Washington

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