There always seem to be those few little forgotten bits that you forget to write about. I’ve been a little out of it, and still am sleeping too many hours in the day trying to catch up for the moment. Oops. =^.~= There’s two memories from vacation that I wanted to go back and add in.
One of them was from the stun gun class. Master is a smart man, and he (for the most part) doesn’t like to do anything to me that he hasn’t had done to himself. There are exceptions, for example, he doesn’t want to be peed on, doesn’t want penetrative sex, etc… But, all in all he tries toys on himself before he uses them on me. In the stun gun class we were given the opportunity to try out the stun guns. I was sitting there trying not to have a heart attack (I was completely panicked and not happy one bit!), and Master decided he wanted to have the stun gun tried out on himself. I don’t remember if it was him or someone else who hit him with a reasonably low voltage stun gun to begin with, but he yelped somewhat, and decided to try something a little heavier. I could barely see straight at that point, but he told me he wanted me to hit him with it.
So, I wobble and get up, walk over and Master is standing there somewhat scared looking (but mostly, very brave looking). He showed me where he wanted me to briefly touch the stun gun to him and, shaky hands and all I started to inch forward.
“Are you sure you want me to do this?”
“Yes,” says Master.
“Absolutely positive?”
“YES,” says Master.
I inch forward, and touched his thigh. I was so nervous I actually wound up looking away right before I made contact with his leg. He jumped up slightly (mostly, his leg fidgeted a little bit), and he teasingly yelled at me that I hit him two inches above where he showed me. I felt soooo bad. I started apologizing so hard. People in the back of the class were laughing at me while I shook and told him how bad I felt and that I didn’t mean to hurt him and omgIamsosorryInevermeantit. He told me I did a good job and he was mostly kidding. But, it’s almost a week later and I still find myself apologizing here and there. I am ridiculous.
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I think it was our last night at the hotel, Master had given me $5 to put into a slot machine. He said that he was going to go buy water and he’d be right back. So, I’m sitting there gambling, and playing, and waiting, and worrying. He was gone for maybe fifteen minutes and the place to buy water was less than a one minute walk away. I was worried something happened to him, but he told me to stay so I stayed put. I continued gambling and I tried not to worry too much. Eventually, Master came back and he had a huuge bag.
Master put the bag in my lap and told me that it was a present for me. I opened the bag, and there was a fucking huge Hello Kitty ball inside it! I don’t even know how they managed to cram it in the bag. I mean, the thing squishes, but it was kind of like a magic trick! LOL! I was in total shock. I picked the Hello Kitty ball up and hugged it:
“IT’S SO FLUFFY!” I exclaimed!
Master was very happy that I was happy with my new plushie. (Like I need another plush, right? Master says that yes, yes I did. I NEEDED this one!) I love it lots though, so you won’t be seeing me complain. So far she seems to like to hang out with Mistress Panda, as they seem to be related on some level. I’m home alone right now, and the futon (where my luggage is) is covered in luggage vomit, so it’s hard to show how big she is. To give you an idea though, here’s a shot of her sitting next to Biggle Piggle. Biggle Piggle is 18″ tall though, so that aught to give you some idea. Hello Kitty ball is very, very round though. Lurve!!
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Lastly, I wasn’t going to mention it, but Master told me he wanted me to, so I am. He said I did very well medically over the trip. The stats were:
One collapse.
Two near fainting episodes.
One subluxed jaw.
That’s really a good week for me. I know a lot of people would be all “A SUBLUX AND A COLLAPSE ARE RILLY BAD!” But, that’s actually good. I didn’t have a lot of stairs to deal with, and I didn’t get too sick at any point. Thankfully when I was getting close to splatting, Master was there to help. Thank you Master! You’re the bestest ever.