Okay, I guess I tend to live on the edge. I like my adrenaline flowing. I like to be scared shitless. I trust my Master, and yet wish to have just an iota of doubt cursing through my veins.
We have a beautiful vacation home in the mountains. There is a log cabin which ain't too shabby on the inside. The house sits on about 14 acres we bought before real estate went through the roof. There is great hiking and a beautiful pristine small lake.
The inside of our house has a lot of beams and rafters - just great for hanging "things". There is a super loft - but I think all this is for another story.
We were getting ready to put in a hottub and porch one weekend, and Master invited 3 friends to join us. The plan was to work hard for 2 days, rest and play for 2 days. All sounded good for me. I was ready for the guys - that is, I bought food and drink for the 4 days and knew I'd be running around getting them things they needed.
No problems getting everything together...
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