Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Nips and snippets

Anyway back to breakfast...
While He was getting up one of us scampered into the shower... yes not the safest place, but one does so love a hot shower... and he loomed in the doorway. It was at that moment one realised that all that was needed to make the shower much safer was a small L shaped plate... it was also the moment when one wondered why no one has actually made a lock for shower doors. Sharing the thought with Him he pointed out that one would have to come out eventually.
Nope... don't think so
You sure about that He asked?
Yep pretty much...
It was then that He stalked over to the sink and turned on the hot tap, causing icy water to blast from the shower head
Bastard!

So off we toddled for breakfast and grocery shopping, with just enough time to get back for a routine dental appointment. We did pause in our grocery shopping to visit a bottle shop for some supplies. It was where we found this... well how could you resist a bottle to try? As it turned out it was like a trip back to one's childhood as it tasted remarkably similar to the Lion Bitter one grew up with. Of course being British the family served it at room temperature... mind you in New Zealand it is hardly warm... and here we serve all beer icy cold.

It is worth noting at this point that it has been raining for a couple of days now... the heavy torrential kind that you get in a sub-tropical climate. By the time we left the dental appointment a storm front had moved in and one got a chance to take a quick snap of something very rare...
That people is surf. Well what passes for it round here, which is why having a Surf Life Saving Club is a bit of a giggle. The reason for the odd state is the island off the coast... the one you can't see due to the rain coming down so heavily that it is completely obscured.
And this is why the rest of the evening went a little cock eyed...

See it was roleplaying night so off we dutifully scampered in the storm to go to our friends, not realising that they were closing roads all over the place due to flooding. So we had no sooner got there, nibbled snacks and settled in than the phone rang. It was her mother to say the roads were being closed. And there we were...
Needless to say we hit the road pretty damn fast for a very hairy drive home.

And that was how we found ourselves home on a Tuesday night with a bored and restless Him.

So we are snuggled on the couch and His restless hands find those damn paddles from Histora... yeah one does so owe you two for those...
And that is how one found oneself being experimented on with "just a playful swat... to see what they feel like".
Here to tell you exactly how they feel...
Fucking painful is how they feel

Now if you will excuse one small slave there is some housework that needs to be done... homes found for things and all that...

2 comments:

Vixen B-Ab said...

Don't you know that the 5 year rule applies to toys too?

Master's piece said...

What pray tell is the five year rule?