We learned how to make rope harnesses and the general principal of the thing so that you can just improvise for as long as the rope holds out. I need to get some longer ropes. I also learned a faboulous way to store rope to keep it tangle-free, easily unwindable, and always know where the center point is.

Chance, who's the chick I've known since she was a kid, also gave me a good recommendation on a guy who gives private single-tail whip instruction. For free. So I'm checking into that. I have a whip (as seen in the Badsnake logo above) that's about 4.5 feet long, and it feels great to throw it, but I taught myself how to do it, and I have no idea, even if I got my targeting down perfectly, how it feels to be hit with one of those. So I'm hoping this guy can give me some good instruction, and also show me what it feels like so I'll know if I really want to put in the effort to incorporate it into my repertoire.

The only bad thing about tonight was that the dungeon was hot as fucking hell. Deb was stripped down to her panties for the harness making, but I took my shirt off just to get cooler. So did all the other tops. I happened to be wearing a sports bra. And yeah I did look fucking hot.

And speaking of fucking hot, Deb made a stunning model for that rope harness. The dominatrix teaching the class even admired her dolphin tattoo, and I imagine she's seen a million tattoos.

We would've stayed to play more, but Deb was pretty wiped out from working all day and then standing on a concrete floor being tied up for another couple hours, so we went out to the Brake Pad and had some dinner. I'm sure that blew my Weight Watchers points out the window, but I stopped eating when I got full, and that's one of the main things I'm concentrating on right now anyway.

Oh, and I found the queer WW people. Yay. I knew there had to be a pack of 'em somewhere. Quite a few live in Atlanta. And they were all out in the park at Pride today. And it was a bleedin' hot, muggy day today, let me tell you. A miserable day to be out in the sun for hours. Tonight's temps should be much more moderate and enjoyable.

I may go to the park tomorrow if I'm not having a date with Sara. Today is the first night of her graveyard shift, so we're not sure if she's going to be wiped out all day tomorrow or not.