Last night I dreamed that Abel and I were invited to a very intense spanking party. There would be much heavy play involved. I was actually quite apprehensive about this, not at all sure I wanted to go and be spanked and caned that hard.
But my apprehension wasn’t as acute as Abel’s, when he realised that the party was going to happen in the woods, and we would all have to sleep in tents.
And that, my friends, was a complete deal-breaker.
Thanks for that early morning laugh, Haron. Trying not to imagine Abel as Mr Weasley, trying to put up a tent without magic.
So, in a way, you both had the same problem, right? You were reluctant to go because it would be intense. Abel didn’t want to go because it would be in tents.
*falls down laughing*
Please don’t ban me for bad punning. 😀
I’m sympathetic with dream Abel. Even though (or possibly because) I spent years as a Girl Guide, I detest camping. Give me a nice bed, indoors, without bugs, and with running water and a toilet, thank you very much.
I was a GG. Hell, I was a Queen’s Guide. I still have a camping permit – I can take up to ten GG’s camping.
But I bloody loathe camping. I’m with Eliane on this one!
I’m with you girls and Abel! I’m not a camper, unless it includes a camp trailer WITH a bathroom, running water, etc. That was the only way that J got me to go camping was to buy a camp trailer. Now, we can play games in the woods and then retreat to our nice, comfortable camp trailer after we are done.
I’ve never camped in my life, would like to give it a go though, just for one night… and especially if spanking was involved. Bargain!