It’s Always the Innocent Ones …

Have you ever noticed that it is always the innocent ones …. ?

Meet Lola May – one of my best gal pals! Finally she comes out to play and as her first post says she is the seemingly innocent one of the three of us gals. Settled down with two kids, a dog, a cat, a fellow – the white picket fence – no joke – there is a white picket fence. She even has an innocent job – a librarian of all things – the stereotypic “good girl”. They’re the ones you have to watch!

Enter Lola May’s birthday party. What year was it Lola?

I must say I haven’t been to a birthday quite like it since my 28th, which might have been worse (or better depending on how you look at at), but I digress we were talking about Lola’s party.

Not sure what was in the air that night, but it was definitely a different night. Started with a call from Kittyn, telling me to grab the camera and come downtown. There I meet Tanja Diamond the tantra teacher – I have mentioned that my life is rarely dull, haven’t I? Apparently I was to be taught the secret to unleashing the orgasm. Don’t worry -I got it all on tape and will post it in the next few days.

So the night gets off to a steamy start, but Kittyn and I are still two of the first to arrive at Lola’s birthday. Always a flash back to my hippie days in university with a mellow crowd of librarians, teachers, professors and engineers. I grab a glass of sangria and wander to enjoy myself by the fire with another librarian friend of mine – the Cherry Blossom. I’m there 2 seconds and the librarian loudly proclaims that she’d like lap dancing classes at her stagette and she looks at me expectingly. Apparently I am the expert in such things!?! How am I supposed to know where one finds such things? The librarians, so sweet and innocent looking, yet obviously the wolf in lamb’s clothing – no wonder she has captured the attention of the Spanish Stallion.

To my greater shock – I am told to sit in a chair in the center of the room and would I mind slightly spreading my legs. Before I knew it a rather sultry feline was demonstrating for the bride-to-be how to give a lap dance on innocent little me!!! Not quite sure what was in the sangria, but this didn’t seem to happen to anyone else that sat in that chair that night. Despite a few hopeful looking men that kept eagerly-looking around the room with their legs straddled open nicely as they sat.

Now the scandal had only just begun. I merely turn my head to catch a glimpse of Tiny Tim. A soft spoken, gentle giant that was give pole and floor dancing demonstrations for the room! No joke! He pushed out his chest and strutted through the room to find a wall, upon which we were shown just how well he could wiggle his bottom and gyrate his hips. Before we knew it, he was on his knees, tossing his head about and gently pushing his bottom backwards. My words clearly cannot do this performance justice – you had to be there!

What madness filled the air this past Valentines weekend!?! Had the holiday unleashed the scent of mammalian pheromones in the breeze or was this just a typical evening out in the home of Lola the (not so seemingly innocent) Librarian!?!