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Dispatches from the front
So, last weekend, I had the pleasure of being a booth babe at the Seattle Erotic Arts Festival. Actually, I was a "demo coordinator" at Sensation City wherein passersby could sample various "tastings" of the BDSM arts, and it was my task to sell these tastings to the people passing by, which of course, I excelled at! Actually, there was more standing and watching than there was passing by. Somehow I managed to wind up in the background of the photo accompanying this post.
So, there were lots and lots of bras, mostly worn by female-identified attendees, but not all. In a number of cases, that's all that was worn on top. I chose to be discreet, so I didn't observe too closely, but I'd say that most bras were worn more for effect than fit. Of course, there were lots of bras that were *not* worn, as well. Many, mostly female-identified, were corseted, as I was. All in all, it was an amazing display of the fashion arts.
To cap off this amazing weekend, and to end 10 years of unwanted celibacy, I had a touching and tender ... ohhh, ummm ... oooops ... had a lovely stroll through the park. *grin* Or was that a stroll on the beach in a light rain?
Prurient details upon request.
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8 comments
Sounds fantastic!
That's my Kristine-of-corsets! I trust that you kept your strolling through parks and walking beaches in a light rain safe, mostly sane, and of course consensual!
Glad you had some fun, you deserve it!
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