obi_have (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} obi_have) wrote,@ 2007-05-29 15:45:00 |
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Back from BayCon
Ahhhha, By the Goddess,
Oh yeah I'm paying for it now, I hurt all over now from the bottom of my feet, my legs, also my lower back and up to my shoulders. An operatic choir of complaints from muscles, having to endure all that stress of standing so long on concrete also the lack of sleep contributes to this sad morning. In truth I can honestly say, “at the time it was really worth it” enjoying all that non-stop fun at Bay-Con. But right now, I’m paying for it Big Time…….
Tis’ a rousing tale of carousing with worthy friends and all collectively contributing to my delinquency, not that I was trying to be an alter boy. However, I think there is a spot for me in that “Theological Realm of Eternal Punishment” I’ll save you a spot close by.
I reveled and caroused shamelessly with Klingons, Rogues, Heroes and every beautiful Winch that was about. I danced at the Regency, boogied down at the Rocky Horror, and shook my booty at the post masquerade dance or any other location that had dancing.
Lounged and hung out at any intersection that afforded me a place to see and be seen in me New Pirates Coat, Wizards Robe or Gentleman’s Frock Coat and my BF-SPG officers leather flight jacket. Damn I hate to admit it but I looked good, even if I do say so myself.
I liked the hotel even though it was a bit small/cramped; it had all the amenities conveniently located to keep me appeased. Also if you took the time to walk about, you could work your way threw the maze and find short cuts to every floor and location. Couldn’t complain when I found that I had a suite to lounge in, complete with two flat screen TV’s and I was truly amazed that some people had lofts to their rooms.
Wasn’t able to see the Masquerade, Trailer Park or a few other events due to the lack of appropriate size to handle the venue. The convention handled this by having people stand in line for hours to get a ticket/wrist bands to view these events. I found this solution as a little too taxing to my legendary patience and opted to forgo the pleasure.
Most people where aware of me actively recruiting ladies for the Klingon Slave Auction for Saturday night. I was in charge of the Auction (how I love my job) and I worked hard to make it a success, of course with the some help. I wrote the “copy” for the release to the server list, and the Klingons (Dave) made the fliers to be strategically posted threw-out the convention.
Although the hotel was small and a little cramped, efforts were made to accommodate the event. Sadly we had to set up outside by the swimming pool area, a far distance from the Klingon Bar “The Black Hole”. Where best and nothing less is served, the finest intoxicants and liquors this side of the galaxy, are at this establishment.
My thanks to the grand Admiral, for sending an elite squad of Klingons to maintain the peace as security guards. The Admiral himself arrived to personally inspect and approve of this years freshly assembled product for sale. Even though we had to compete with the Masquerade event, the few ladies that did arrive where of top quality “Eye Candy” and none went for nothing less then one hundred dollars.
And ladies, we did have male product for sale although they where usually, late entries. Except for one Heroic Highlander who thrilled the ladies that had assembled to view the sale. My worthy assistant Bon-bon (an honored Black Fleet member) was the designated slave handler this year and with a well practiced hand. She was able to display this year’s product to full effect. She caressed his abdominals, pinched his nipples, turned him around and smacked his behind. Then lifted the back of his kilt to reveal to the delight of the ladies that he was indeed, (his butt cheeks) where regimental and a credit to his gender.
Last but not least I need to mention at this point, that Bon-bon herself took the opportunity to jump onto the Slave Block. She was eager to see how much she would bring in. She was dressed if you could call it that in her Zatanna outfit, of High heel sneakers, Fishnets, Black Corset and crowned with a Top Hat & Long tails.
A true femme fatal, deluxe version.
(See Adam Hughes) http://www.justsayah.com/pages/AHpg4.ht
She posed, preened, tuned, twisted and smiled to best effect to achieve a good price for the Eye Candy. She was not disappointed and in her own words “she was gift wrapped”
I hope you all had a good weekend
Hugs to All
Ahhhha, By the Goddess,
Oh yeah I'm paying for it now, I hurt all over now from the bottom of my feet, my legs, also my lower back and up to my shoulders. An operatic choir of complaints from muscles, having to endure all that stress of standing so long on concrete also the lack of sleep contributes to this sad morning. In truth I can honestly say, “at the time it was really worth it” enjoying all that non-stop fun at Bay-Con. But right now, I’m paying for it Big Time…….
Tis’ a rousing tale of carousing with worthy friends and all collectively contributing to my delinquency, not that I was trying to be an alter boy. However, I think there is a spot for me in that “Theological Realm of Eternal Punishment” I’ll save you a spot close by.
I reveled and caroused shamelessly with Klingons, Rogues, Heroes and every beautiful Winch that was about. I danced at the Regency, boogied down at the Rocky Horror, and shook my booty at the post masquerade dance or any other location that had dancing.
Lounged and hung out at any intersection that afforded me a place to see and be seen in me New Pirates Coat, Wizards Robe or Gentleman’s Frock Coat and my BF-SPG officers leather flight jacket. Damn I hate to admit it but I looked good, even if I do say so myself.
I liked the hotel even though it was a bit small/cramped; it had all the amenities conveniently located to keep me appeased. Also if you took the time to walk about, you could work your way threw the maze and find short cuts to every floor and location. Couldn’t complain when I found that I had a suite to lounge in, complete with two flat screen TV’s and I was truly amazed that some people had lofts to their rooms.
Wasn’t able to see the Masquerade, Trailer Park or a few other events due to the lack of appropriate size to handle the venue. The convention handled this by having people stand in line for hours to get a ticket/wrist bands to view these events. I found this solution as a little too taxing to my legendary patience and opted to forgo the pleasure.
Most people where aware of me actively recruiting ladies for the Klingon Slave Auction for Saturday night. I was in charge of the Auction (how I love my job) and I worked hard to make it a success, of course with the some help. I wrote the “copy” for the release to the server list, and the Klingons (Dave) made the fliers to be strategically posted threw-out the convention.
Although the hotel was small and a little cramped, efforts were made to accommodate the event. Sadly we had to set up outside by the swimming pool area, a far distance from the Klingon Bar “The Black Hole”. Where best and nothing less is served, the finest intoxicants and liquors this side of the galaxy, are at this establishment.
My thanks to the grand Admiral, for sending an elite squad of Klingons to maintain the peace as security guards. The Admiral himself arrived to personally inspect and approve of this years freshly assembled product for sale. Even though we had to compete with the Masquerade event, the few ladies that did arrive where of top quality “Eye Candy” and none went for nothing less then one hundred dollars.
And ladies, we did have male product for sale although they where usually, late entries. Except for one Heroic Highlander who thrilled the ladies that had assembled to view the sale. My worthy assistant Bon-bon (an honored Black Fleet member) was the designated slave handler this year and with a well practiced hand. She was able to display this year’s product to full effect. She caressed his abdominals, pinched his nipples, turned him around and smacked his behind. Then lifted the back of his kilt to reveal to the delight of the ladies that he was indeed, (his butt cheeks) where regimental and a credit to his gender.
Last but not least I need to mention at this point, that Bon-bon herself took the opportunity to jump onto the Slave Block. She was eager to see how much she would bring in. She was dressed if you could call it that in her Zatanna outfit, of High heel sneakers, Fishnets, Black Corset and crowned with a Top Hat & Long tails.
A true femme fatal, deluxe version.
(See Adam Hughes) http://www.justsayah.com/pages/AHpg4.ht
She posed, preened, tuned, twisted and smiled to best effect to achieve a good price for the Eye Candy. She was not disappointed and in her own words “she was gift wrapped”
I hope you all had a good weekend
Hugs to All
