We go to a kinky film festival – short films, an arts centre out in the middle of nowhere. The ticket collector is a big man decked out head-to-toe in a pink frilly little girl’s outfit – from pink sequined shoes to pink ruffled bonnet. He is carrying a giant multi coloured lollipop. I love that. To my disappointment, he is the only one who has ‘dressed’ for the occasion.
I am wearing killer heels, jeans, a sparkly black top. My lips are, just for the event, a dark glossy red, an aggressive bold colour, a colour I never wear.
We watch the short films, a couple are interesting, some funny, most not even mildly erotic. We hold hands in the dark and I cross my leg over his, he pulls me against him. We are cocooned there together, sweetly wrapped up, we whisper in between each film, we don’t care about the movies so much.
Afterwards, they have interviews with some of the directors and actors in the films. We sit through quite a few, and ironically, just as I let my boy know that we are leaving, and we get up and move towards the door, the speaker starts talking about short attention spans… I pinch my boy’s arm and we stifle giggles like children.
We get out of the cinema, laughing. There are some people milling about. He helps me into my coat and I hear one of the men waiting in the foyer say something to my boy. He replies, matter of fact, “I know…”.
When we get outside, I ask what he wanted, the stranger. My boy shrugs, “He just wanted to tell me something.”
I roll my eyes, “Yeeesss… What?”
He looks at me and tilts his head.
“He said, ‘She’s beautiful’.”
I think of the way he responded, unhesitatingly matter of fact, and somehow it gets me just right, it is perfection. He gives me a crooked smile. I laugh. I take his hand and we head off to find a bar to talk about bad films.
What a lovely compliment! And what a way to end a rather uneventful outing up to that point. Reality IS so much better than fantasy (film). :)
ServingB: “What a lovely compliment!”
*smile* Yes it really was, enough to stick with me, and I love that he didn't say it *to* me, that it was not for me, really.
“Reality IS so much better than fantasy (film).”
If only it came with a 'happy ever after' and a riding off into the sunset!
Last time my bf and I walked out of a theater and a man came up to him and said something in his ear, he wanted to have a 3-some with him. If he had said I was beautiful, it might have happened!
That is the kind of perfect moment you won't find on Second Life either. Reality *is* so much better
permission to clean up drool after looking at the photo Ms?
have not had that compliment only had “Are you SURE she is older than you?” I look older for my age it was a tough paper round………….all down hill
Charlene: “…he wanted to have a 3-some with him. If he had said I was beautiful, it might have happened!”
*laugh* That's so great!
1. I am inordinately curious as to what sort of movie you were seeing that this would happen? Disney? Disney always attracts dirty little perves…
2. I am imagining the number of men right now who are plotting a “She is beautiful… so… how about a threesome?” approach based on reading this… It is amusing me greatly.
ID: “I look older for my age it was a tough paper round………….all down hill”
I wouldn't have said you were a day over 21…
slapshot: “That is the kind of perfect moment you won't find on Second Life either. Reality *is* so much better”
*smile* I can be touched in many ways, and can't at all dismiss the incredibly moving and sincere things that boys do and say online to compare. Oranges and gorillas!
These moments, though, the sum of *these* small things, all of them stacked up in a messy and wonderful pile, is what makes up the sweetness in a relationship.
Was this a local film festival?!
Mistress160: “Was this a local film festival?!”
Oh hell no (imagining it now down at the local RSL…)! *laugh* I wish! We were in New York.
They do have the same films at the local RSL, only they make you stand up at the start for the national anthem
Anonymous: “They do have the same films at the local RSL, only they make you stand up at the start for the national anthem”
*laugh That was hilarious! Plus they keep interrupting to sell raffle tickets for the meat tray…
RSL club's BDSM night.
(Ladies, please bring a plate.)
Anonymous: “(Ladies, please bring a plate.)”
Errmmm… it doesn't actually have to have anything on it, right? I expect the submissive boys to bring lovely treats and goodies…