Monday, March 08, 2010

Gifts from afar

A few weeks ago I sent Ronnie a dogging bat because she was having a hard time getting one in the UK. I was more than happy to do it. She and P seemed to like it fine and friend that Ronnie is she wanted to return the favor. She sent Mollie a truly lovely vanilla gift, her thoughtfulness really touched me. But she didn’t stop there and the next gift she sent not only touched me but left a substantial mark!!

Ronnie and I have often discussed spanking implements and somewhere along the way I mentioned that while I had never thought I would like the cane I had become fascinated with the idea. Ronnie felt that all spankos should have a real English cane in their repertoire. And before I could think ‘Wait, that might not be such a good idea!’ She had been in contact with CANE-IAC and a cane was headed my way.

Now when I sent the dogging bat I got it and mailed it myself. Evidently when you send things overseas you have to put on the outside of the box what it is. So I come into our little local post office where I know many of the workers and I get the form asking what’s in the box. Hmmmmm… Ok, I’m a mature woman, over 50, sending something perfectly legal to a friend. Why did I suddenly feel like a 14 year old trying to by condoms?

But taking a deep breath I let the mature woman float to the surface wrote down ‘dogging bat’ and handed the package over. The postal worker took the package and glancing at it. “Dogging Bat”? She asked in confusion. I just smiled – the rules said I had to put down what was in the box – it didn’t say anything about having to explain what it was or way I was sending it. LOL! They got no further explanation from me.

But as Ronnie and I were discussing the cane winging its way to me we wondered if what was in it would be on the outside. That possibility and the fact that Mollie would is soooo nosy when a package comes to the house led us to find somewhere else to send it. Certainly not my work or Nick’s – I finally told her to have it sent to my one vanilla friend who know all about my kink and is highly amused by it.

I called her and she said she would be delighted to receive it. I told her that there was a possibility that she would get on a mailing list that she night not want. She just laughed and said that could be fun – if her grow daughter saw anything she would tell her she was receiving it for a friend and she could watch her daughter drive herself nuts wondering who!

Tomorrow I'll tell you about what happened after it got here.

Written by PK at 12:05 AM

8 comments

8 Comments:

At 1:15 AM, Blogger AngelBrat said...

LOL, you may regret getting a cane - but I can tell you that cane-IAC is most discreet with their packaging! :)

 
At 6:39 AM, Blogger ronnie said...

Your more than welcome my friend and now I can't wait to hear what happened.

I want details :)

Love,
Ronnie
xx

 
At 6:43 AM, Blogger Paul said...

PK, interesting!!!
Love and warm hugs,
Paul.

 
At 9:22 AM, Blogger Florida Dom said...

PK: Loved the story at the post office. Only in this lifestyle would two friends from across the pond be exchanging gifts like that.

And, oh, you're such a tease making us wait to find out what happened after it arrived.

I hope hubby put it to good use.

FD

 
At 6:55 PM, Blogger Terpsichore said...

how fun...nothing like receiving a package...hope it is as fun once you open it and try it... :-)

 
At 10:01 PM, Blogger Complicated Kitten said...

It's always great to have a friend or 2 who can relate to your spanko genes :)

 
At 10:43 PM, Blogger PK said...

Tracy,
LOL, I'm sure I'll regret the cane but I do like Cane-IAC.

Ronnie,
I love having another detail whore in the mix.

Paul,
It got better!

FD,
Ronnie and I feel it's a great form of diplomatic bonding between countries.LOL!

Terps,
I would call it interesting anyway!

Kitten,
I love having friends here who understand and real life friends who may not understand but accept me anyway.

 
At 5:54 PM, Blogger Recidavist said...

We have on of those, its called "freddie" and I've had similar, but so far fortunately hypothetical, conversations with K about what she would say if our suitcases ever got searched at the airport - Freddie sometimes travels with us.

Unhelpfully her answer is "nothing" as Freddie always travels in my suitcase!

R

 

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