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| The Oyster Bar in Grand Central Terminal |
Last night, I saw Mistress Alice for the first time in more than three weeks, following her European tour. We met in the Oyster Bar at Grand Central for a drink and a few oysters before taking the train to Connecticut for an evening of outdoor Shakespeare. She looked amazing, as always, in a black dress and her tall, handsome, somewhat intimidating (shaved head, generally quiet) friend PH was with her.
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| Used Condom in Plastic Baggie, Waiting to Be Drunk by Me |
The condom was tied off, so rather than trying to untie it in public, I bit off the tip and then squeezed the stranger's man juice directly into my eager mouth, like eating frosting directly from a plastic fast-food serving packet, pushing down the salty, viscous liquid in the condom until it hit my tongue. I was in a relatively exposed location in the Oyster Bar and I think a wholesome tourist family looking to be seated saw me, but I have no idea if they understood what was happening.
After that, another friend of mine joined us, and we all went up to Connecticut to see an outdoor Shakespeare event I had foolishly bid on in a charity auction and won tickets for. The exciting thing here is that my mom (73 and completely in the dark about my submissive life, AFAIK) joined us for the play and thus met Mistress Alice for the first time.
That happened, although because of the set up of the event (we were seated in chairs in a row), my mom didn't have too much direct conversation with Mistress Alice during the evening, but it all went off quite fine and it was a beautiful evening to be outdoors.
While waiting for the train to return to New York, I gave Mistress Alice her Father's Day presents, including a greeting card for a Daddy from her daughter and t-shirt saying "Daddy." Overall, a fun and wholesome night.
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