So, I’m back in the session room at Elite Retreat. I’m rarely what one would call “comfortable” in these situations, but I’d have to say this was as close as it would get: the place itself is familiar; it’s really nice to see Ms. Jade again, and the anticipation… oh, the anticipation.
Ms. Kendra struts into the room. She’s a stunning young woman, to be sure… tall, lithe, radiant. As pretty as they come. I think she looks better than I’ve ever seen her… and she isn’t even nekkid yet. Predictably, I get instantly excited…
Rabbit: “Come. Come. Let you do that! Yyy…..”
Ms. Kendra: “Aren’t you fidgety today.”
Rabbit: “…yyyou dooo that!”
Ms. Kendra: “And here I was worried that Ms. Lilith would have worn you out by now…”.
Rabbit: (*sigh*) “No… I’m on a ‘time out’.”
Ms. Kendra: “Time out?”
Rabbit (*stating to shuffle uncomfortably*): “Yeah. She caught me.”
Ms. Kendra: “Caught you?”
Rabbit: “Making out with a pillow.”
Ms. Kendra: “A… a pillow?”
Rabbit: “A pillow that… ummm… well, that looked a little bit like her.”
Ms. Kendra: “A pillow that looked like her?”
Rabbit: “Thursdays are crafts day.”
Ms. Kendra: “You made… and then made out with… a pillow that looked like her?”
Rabbit: “And rubbed the pillow against her.”
Ms. Kendra: “Uhh…. Huh?”
Rabbit: (*crinkles nose*) “Rabbit. High olfactory capture.”
Ms. Kendra: “Ahhh. So she gave you a ‘time out’ for rubbing her with a pillow?”
Rabbit: “That, or trying to sneak Pillith into a three-way tickle with us. Apparently I have to learn about ‘manners’”.
Ms. Kendra (letting her turquoise dress fall to the floor – in very close proximity to my jaw, as it turned out – and mischievously pushing up against me): “Do you think that’s something I can help with? Manners?”
Rabbit: (*now gratuitously rubbing against the poor girl*) “Sure doesn’t look like it….”
Not much talking after that – at least not for a little while. She became very “givey”, and I was plenty “takey”, and it was all very (very) yummy.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
In the aftertime, and while we sorted out the mess we made, Ms. Kendra also reminds me of the less obvious things that make her Special. She’s wonderfully cheery, accommodating, and patient with me… things that one would think might be inconsistent with her manic schedule, (well deserved) popularity, and youth. She really does it all – and does it very well.
Happy place. Incomparable lady. Ecstatic bunny.
Happy thumping, All!
Ms. Kendra struts into the room. She’s a stunning young woman, to be sure… tall, lithe, radiant. As pretty as they come. I think she looks better than I’ve ever seen her… and she isn’t even nekkid yet. Predictably, I get instantly excited…
Rabbit: “Come. Come. Let you do that! Yyy…..”
Ms. Kendra: “Aren’t you fidgety today.”
Rabbit: “…yyyou dooo that!”
Ms. Kendra: “And here I was worried that Ms. Lilith would have worn you out by now…”.
Rabbit: (*sigh*) “No… I’m on a ‘time out’.”
Ms. Kendra: “Time out?”
Rabbit (*stating to shuffle uncomfortably*): “Yeah. She caught me.”
Ms. Kendra: “Caught you?”
Rabbit: “Making out with a pillow.”
Ms. Kendra: “A… a pillow?”
Rabbit: “A pillow that… ummm… well, that looked a little bit like her.”
Ms. Kendra: “A pillow that looked like her?”
Rabbit: “Thursdays are crafts day.”
Ms. Kendra: “You made… and then made out with… a pillow that looked like her?”
Rabbit: “And rubbed the pillow against her.”
Ms. Kendra: “Uhh…. Huh?”
Rabbit: (*crinkles nose*) “Rabbit. High olfactory capture.”
Ms. Kendra: “Ahhh. So she gave you a ‘time out’ for rubbing her with a pillow?”
Rabbit: “That, or trying to sneak Pillith into a three-way tickle with us. Apparently I have to learn about ‘manners’”.
Ms. Kendra (letting her turquoise dress fall to the floor – in very close proximity to my jaw, as it turned out – and mischievously pushing up against me): “Do you think that’s something I can help with? Manners?”
Rabbit: (*now gratuitously rubbing against the poor girl*) “Sure doesn’t look like it….”
Not much talking after that – at least not for a little while. She became very “givey”, and I was plenty “takey”, and it was all very (very) yummy.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
In the aftertime, and while we sorted out the mess we made, Ms. Kendra also reminds me of the less obvious things that make her Special. She’s wonderfully cheery, accommodating, and patient with me… things that one would think might be inconsistent with her manic schedule, (well deserved) popularity, and youth. She really does it all – and does it very well.
Happy place. Incomparable lady. Ecstatic bunny.
Happy thumping, All!
