Bitch Buffet
2006-07-31 @ 5:03 p.m.

The weather was good, not great. Rained off and on Saturday and Sunday. The rest of the week was fine and sunny for the most part. There were some sprinkles here and there and a few very windy nights.

Traffic was actually quite good. It only took an hour and a half to get there Saturday morning. It took about the same to get back. Not bad. I have a few good stories for you, so bare with me. It turned out to be a 'swingers' weekend. Lots of sex and booze.

Speaking of booze. I'm not much of a drinker but Kit brought along a case of assorted Mike's Hard Lemonade, Limeade, etc....I really like that stuff and it went down easy. Way too easy.

Steve and I arrived around 11:00AM and just relaxed. I actually took a nap when I got there. It was humid and looked like rain off and on all day. Kit and Luke came in the afternoon. Lea is home for a few weeks and she came with them. Lea's my babe. One of the few females I've slept with, one on one. We go way back and consummated a long lust a few years back. Unfortunately, distance has prevented us from seeing each other too much. Or maybe that's a good thing.

After we opened up the booze, Luke referred to us as a 'Bitch Buffet'. See, I'm brunette, Kit's blond and Lea's a redhead. So we were his 'Bitch Buffet.' Three flavors, all you can eat. Yes, he's just oh, so clever. Although, I must admit, I did find his immaturity, and presumptions, amusing.
One fun thing: I basically spent the week in various bikini's, a few of them new purchases. I love taking new things, especially clothes, for test spins. I am very comfortable around these guys so I didn't mind prancing around half naked most days. With strangers, or with people I do not know well, I'm much more self-conscious and tend to cover up much more.

The guys spent the week bare-chested, in their shorts or swim suits. That's a funny thing. Maybe most guys don't know (or maybe they just don't care) but a bare-chested guy is a tricky thing. Steve looked great after his weight loss and all that gym time. Luke has actually gained a few pounds and was sporting love handles. Never saw those on him before. Anyway, I just have to be in the mood for guys walking around without shirts. Even well-built guys. Sometimes it's sexy and other times I just want to say, "put a damn shirt on." And shirts should stay on if there's excess back hair. That just grosses me out. Don't know why, but that's just how I feel.

Chad arrived, with his cousin Jason, on Sunday. A few more people came during the week. I'll get to all that in the next few posts.

Jason. I met him a few years ago, briefly. He was just a kid then and I hardly gave him the time of day. Damn! He's all of twenty now and looks like a surfer-god straight out of central casting. Tall, lean, muscular, curly blond hair, bronze skin. Generally not my type at all but last week I was drooling. Funny, how your tastes can temporarily change.

Like I said, I have a few good tales to tell. Just like the old days. Old School Piper stuff. I've gotten a bit boring lately but last week will kick things into high gear for a few posts. That's it for now. I'm tired.