Well, I survived the vanilla weekend, just about, though I had to bite my tongue on at least a couple of occasions.
The first was on the Friday evening - we usually end up with some sort of revelation, or announcement: "I'm pregnant", "I'm getting divorced", "I've got a new job". There were no new revelations this time, much to people's disappointment, and there were several comments along the lines of "there must be SOME sort of revelation!!" I was so, so tempted to give in and just say "yes, actually, I *do* have a revelation, and this one really will shock you!" I resisted though.
The next night we were talking about objectives. For some reason at the last get together one particularly efficient friend made us all make objectives to be completed before the next get together. She was trying to get a new set out of us for the coming year. I could only think of one: "to get spanked more". Needless to say, I didn't share it. Wasn't I restrained?!
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