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Home At Last! Again! I feel like the only time I post to my blog these days are when I leave town, or arrive home! And you know what? I can here what you are saying – Where is the dirt! Where are the naughty stories! It’s just not fair!

Business first though. I had several people say that they had a hard time accessing the blog with all the fancy stuff, so, I’m back to simple – with a special XXXmas banner for this month. I always think about having a new banner each month but never have the time to create it. I know there are a bunch of artsy people out there, so if you would like to see your handy work as my header, contact me and I’ll give you the Dimensions should be 190px by 730px. Subject matter should of course feature sissification, bondage, fetish and of course, ME!

Now on to my LA notes. I was NOT able to go to Disneyland. I was trying to find someone to go with on Tuesday, and no one was able to take time off, and finally I made other plans. First of which was to sleep the fuck in. When I finally got up I found out that I had slept through a msg from Miss Penny Barber asking me to come to … Disney.. land.. with her…..

I was sooo very sad. As you can see, I tend to have a lot of fun with Miss Penny. We FINALLY did our first real double together the week before Thanksgiving and had a blast spanking, teasing and tormenting her. She is yummy! I can only imagine what naughtiness we would get into together at Disneyland!

I also spent a lovely Thanksgiving with family and friends and WAY too much food, as well as perhaps a bit too much wine….

Big deal, I know. Where is the dirt you ask?! Well my dear reader, here goes. The real reason I spent so long in LA was not simply to visit with friends and family, there was also a kinky reason for my visit. Last summer I started talking to a toy down in southern california and we have the last several months putting together a deliciously subversive scene. A bit of a tribute to the barfly girls of days gone by. Not the cheap tramps slutting around looking for trouble, but the innocent upscale girl who doesn’t quit realize her hobby has become a problem.

We arrived dressed to party in a gold 50′s party dress and my hair piled high on my head. I arranged the barstools at one end of the bar and the snacks at the other. I arranged the cocktails makings and made sure we had everything for my favorite – cosmos. Then, off to the bedroom to make sure we had everything for the important part – dressing my favorite barfly! Padded hips, breast forms, special panties to hide any unsightly… bumps. Then dressing her for the party.

There were several outfits to choose from, but my favorite was a slinky white and silver number with matching gloves – and a matching outfit for myself. We looked stellar sitting at the private swanky bar having cocktails in our matching dresses!

I will keep most of the details private, but will say that I truly enjoyed dressing to match my little drunken toy, making her drink after drink and watching her slowly lose control in a completely new and different way so I could use her as my little ragdoll Barbie, changing her outfits as I wished, watching her try to balance on her heels. First slurring, then giggling, then nearly losing her ability to balance on her barstool. It was a very interesting way to spend an evening.

Alcohol is NOT something I would every use in 99% of my sessions, but every once in a while, it can be a fun additive. I have used wine enema’s to aid sandra in relaxation before hypnosis, but not to the point where she was so drunk she passed out. Although… there was an adventure during a phone session a couple weeks ago during which I had her drink until she was pliable enough to go to a gay bar by herself, and, well, she did end up sleeping in her cloths that night.

This was completely different. This was more about girl bonding in that sorority girl sense. There was nothing really mean, or sadistic involved in our play together, but more the playful fun of seeing how drunk I could get her and laugh at her as she lost her ability to speak and talk.

It was very subtle play, but powerful none the less.