That, my friends, is a traditional pagan greeting. We hope to reconnect with those that we have a kindred spirit with. That’s no truer than in this part of life, the “dark side”, the BDSM realm.
And after meeting (and parting) with some D/s friends, I’ve had the opportunity to “merry met again” with none other than the lovely Jz. Now, originally I had been hoping to hook up when greengirl was in the big city, but my back was too bad to allow me to travel that far, so I sadly had to opt out of that. But Jz and I had a back up plan (pun intended!) and I WAS able to drive to visit with her this past weekend.
We met at a sweet cafe in the mall, and talked. And talked. And talked. There is much ground to cover, really. We both have similar views on several things, and there is a curious thing when one has a “common link” of “friends” … though neither of us has met many of them. We spoke of so much that was an interweaving of D/s…and that’s such a freeing thing, to weave the kinky with the vanilla.
After our meal we stretched our legs, walking in the comfortable confines of the mall, talking, laughing, window shopping. It’s SO lovely to be with someone who affirms “no, that would NOT look good on you, nilla” rather than saying “oh, sure that’s gorgeous”. I LOVE that about her. It only affirms what I’ve known all along, that she may be a reluctant bitch, but she’s an honest one. Like me, she calls a spade a spade. If it’s gonna make your butt look big, I’m gonna say so…and she did, too! (not in those terms but you get my metaphor, I’m sure.)
It was a lovely break, a much-needed connection. We’ve mutually promised to make this more than an annual event (we’ll see how out mutually busy lives do with that one!) and I know I’ll give it my best shot to make it so.
Thanks Jz. For the blessing of your friendship, and for being exactly who and what you are…you may indeed self ascribe to being a reluctant bitch, but to me you are a loyal, caring, true friend.
With the perfect amount of “bitch” for spice.