Monument

It’s a curtain rod to a window midway up the stairs. We’re looking down a flight of steep older stairs. The mattress is lit by the window that is (mostly) under the rod, and by an open door at the bottom of the stairs.

Kinda N/A.

I haven’t really participated in any scenes where partners have focused on someone other than me.

Not because I’m greedy or weird or anything - I just have had an odd series of fails.
I had a play partner ignore the rules of the scene before fucking happened, so the scene ended. In another, someone drank too much, so we all cuddled and made a nice breakfast the next day. In one, a normie learned a planned play partner was kinky at the bar and his version of flirting traumatized her - because I guess he thought that because she was up for fun with some people, she was up for fun with anyone. (He kept trying to grab her phone when she was showing others photos she didn’t want him to see. She was pretty subby/didn’t want to speak up, and he was using the table as cover to put his hands on her legs until she got triggered and literally ran crying to the bathroom. He was a friend of a friend, and was very clearly instructed not to speak to another person and leave immediately as soon as we figured out what was happening/that she just wanted it to stop/didn’t want to press charges.)

Consent. Gotta make sure people are willing participants in whatever fantasy you have in your head.

A gentleman of the streets.

(Which is an exaggeration for effect, I like my comfortable indoor life. I would do what it took to maintain it.)

Yeah, but I’m polyamorous and kinky.

I’ve been a part of group sex where I was taking a breather or just at a play party.

Sadly, I don’t have that ability, but I would gladly cheer on whoever does have that ability.

$37.50 an hour to talk to a minimum of 6 strangers that want something from me and think I can deliver it for them?

I’d rather be an urban outdoorsman.

My shitpost response is that I personally plan to be sluttier.

My serious response is that social media needs to be more social.
I hate Facebook because it’s just an advertising platform, but I don’t know what is going on if I avoid it. I wish there was a way to just share social calendars with all my friends. Like - I want a group tracker that one-click adds stuff that I find interesting. I want to only see stuff certain folks have added to their tracker, and have the ability to share with folks what stuff I’m sharing to share, vs what I’m sharing because I’m actually going to attend something. Make it easy to connect with folks, not advertisers.

I have dogs. (And a cat that hisses at the mailman, so - a dog.)

We all sleep naked. Not under the same blanket.

All I see are under-evolved crabs.

There’s a guy on our dog walking route that put up several Trump flags last year. My wife and I actually wound up having an interaction with him because he was spying on us through his cameras and got mad that we referred to the flags as embarrassing and said that Trumpism was a cult.

By mid-April, he’d pulled down all the flagpoles and didn’t even take the flags off them, just laid the poles with flags wrapped around them in the dirt by his driveway.

In May I actually talked with him. Initially I had no intention of trying to be nice to him - he just had done something sort of shitty a few days before (encouraging his dog to bark at our dogs). I was going to be like “Look, if you wanna call me gay slurs over your ring camera, that’s fine, but don’t encourage your dog to be hostile to mine.”
But somehow he tied his dog to military service, and while I was fully prepared to connect the lack of a veteran license plate to his statement to call him a liar and a Reddit ninja, he fielded the license plate question and said that he’d suffered a TBI that resulted in an appreciable percentage of brain dying, and that made him unable to be rational when he felt any sort of threat or insult. So he didn’t use the military plates, because he’d had negative experiences with motorists while using them.
I don’t know if I believe that - it seems dumb on the part of the other motorists. But I’m not willing to keep pressing for the sake of picking a fight. I’ll throw a barb, but not over-extend myself. It’s just not worth it.
So I listened, and we chatted - for like an hour and a half. My wife left after a few minutes with the dogs. We talked about politics, the world, our community, and how fucked everything is. He supported Trump because of the 2016 (Obama) economy. He believes in women’s rights. He is conservative, anti-immigrant, and believes in stronger policing. I told him I believe in increased social support, so folks like him can get out of the VA benefits trap. I told him I think the way to stronger communities is through stronger schools and increased civic engagement - more pride, less punishment. He even asked if we’d be willing to help train his dog better, because he notices that ours don’t bark at other dogs, and don’t pull on their leads. I told him I’d have to think about it, and ask my wife, since she’s the one who really had the patience to get our dogs where they are.

We parted - not as friends - but certainly not as enemies. Just - neighbors with a better understanding of each other.

Tell us when you figure it out, because we’re all equally fucked.