Why I didn't go to the B&D Ball
The place: ManRay
The night: April 30, 2004
The hostess: Rubberella
The scene: The B&D Ball.
If you were a fly on the wall at Eros, over the last few weeks, you would have heard one of the following phrases uttered with panic, at least, 50 times:
"HEEEEELLLLLPPPP! I'm going to the B&D Ball and all I own are a pair of sneakers and a pink bowling shirt!"
"Do you sell rubber clothing? I'm going to ManRay for the B&D Ball"
"Do you think Rubberella would like this outfit?"
"WHERE ARE MY PANTS?!?!?!?!"
"Please, for the love of all I hold Holy, don't let me kill again!"
errr...that last quote was something I said over and over. Disregard that one. If any law enforcement agents are reading this, please don't look in the basement, either.
The B&D Ball is a guaranteed good time for anyone in the industry. People from all over come wearing their "fetish best." Hell, I provided the wardrobe, personally, for half of the attendees. I even had a date (a cute one at that) that was willing to arrive late so that he could pick me up after work. If you are like any of my friends, you are thinking to yourself:
"WHY DIDN'T THIS GIRL GO TO THE DAMNED B&D BALL?!?!?"
You want to know the truth?
Are you sure?
YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!!!
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Ah hell...
1. I was afraid that I would walk up to someone, in a drunken haze, and scream loudly "Aren't you the person that bought the jumbo cow speculum and a Rub My Duckie vibrator last week?"
2. They don't allow hamsters in ManRay. My hamster's name is Keyser Soze. If you've seen the movie, "The Usual Suspects," you would understand why I was afraid to invoke his cute, fluffy, little wrath.
3. Party in a Box just arrived at Eros and I couldn't wait to go home and try it out!
You see, it's wedding season. We just got a bunch of new goodies to make your bachelor (and bachelorette) parties more fun! We have games like UnVeiled and many fun little kits including Spice's Bondage 101 Kit. It almost makes me want to get married. ALMOST!
Back to my night, at home, with Party in a Box! I must confess that I had a few troubling questions on my mind as opened the box of party goodness:
"Is this going to be as fun as the Ball?"
"Do you use a penis straw with white or red wine?"
"Does this party streamer clash with my wallpaper?"
I will answer those questions now.
"No."
"White wine."
"Yes"
Even though the Party in a Box was not nearly as fun as the B&D Ball was, it was still a good time. My hamster's fury was sated when I gave him a party hat so I won't be in any police lineups for the time being. We both passed out after about 25 rounds of "Pin the Manhood on the Man" and some Neil Diamond Karaoke sessions.
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Needless to say, I will be attending the B&D Ball next year.
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Tomorrow night I will finally get Dirty in Detroit! You will see what I mean, then.
Smooches!
the Snerd
erosboutique.com
The night: April 30, 2004
The hostess: Rubberella
The scene: The B&D Ball.
If you were a fly on the wall at Eros, over the last few weeks, you would have heard one of the following phrases uttered with panic, at least, 50 times:
"HEEEEELLLLLPPPP! I'm going to the B&D Ball and all I own are a pair of sneakers and a pink bowling shirt!"
"Do you sell rubber clothing? I'm going to ManRay for the B&D Ball"
"Do you think Rubberella would like this outfit?"
"WHERE ARE MY PANTS?!?!?!?!"
"Please, for the love of all I hold Holy, don't let me kill again!"
errr...that last quote was something I said over and over. Disregard that one. If any law enforcement agents are reading this, please don't look in the basement, either.
The B&D Ball is a guaranteed good time for anyone in the industry. People from all over come wearing their "fetish best." Hell, I provided the wardrobe, personally, for half of the attendees. I even had a date (a cute one at that) that was willing to arrive late so that he could pick me up after work. If you are like any of my friends, you are thinking to yourself:
You want to know the truth?
Are you sure?
Ah hell...
1. I was afraid that I would walk up to someone, in a drunken haze, and scream loudly "Aren't you the person that bought the jumbo cow speculum and a Rub My Duckie vibrator last week?"
2. They don't allow hamsters in ManRay. My hamster's name is Keyser Soze. If you've seen the movie, "The Usual Suspects," you would understand why I was afraid to invoke his cute, fluffy, little wrath.
3. Party in a Box just arrived at Eros and I couldn't wait to go home and try it out!
You see, it's wedding season. We just got a bunch of new goodies to make your bachelor (and bachelorette) parties more fun! We have games like UnVeiled and many fun little kits including Spice's Bondage 101 Kit. It almost makes me want to get married. ALMOST!
Back to my night, at home, with Party in a Box! I must confess that I had a few troubling questions on my mind as opened the box of party goodness:
"Is this going to be as fun as the Ball?"
"Do you use a penis straw with white or red wine?"
"Does this party streamer clash with my wallpaper?"
I will answer those questions now.
"No."
"White wine."
"Yes"
Even though the Party in a Box was not nearly as fun as the B&D Ball was, it was still a good time. My hamster's fury was sated when I gave him a party hat so I won't be in any police lineups for the time being. We both passed out after about 25 rounds of "Pin the Manhood on the Man" and some Neil Diamond Karaoke sessions.
Needless to say, I will be attending the B&D Ball next year.
Tomorrow night I will finally get Dirty in Detroit! You will see what I mean, then.
Smooches!
the Snerd
erosboutique.com
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