This story has a bit of a build-up to it. If you’d like to skip forward to the sex, hit CTRL-F and search for BUSINESS TIME.
Technically, this is a SoCalr4r success, even though things didn’t go as planned.
I was looking for someone to play with me and my good friend, Mr. Scarecrow – a nasty piece of wood, chain links, a dog collar and some wrist straps. When Mr. Scarecrow is strapped to you, you have only one choice: Keep your arms straight out and let me do whatever I want to you.
I was very clear in what I wanted from a play partner, and I was very honest about who I am (but not self-deprecating).
And then I got this one response from a redditor we’ll call Miss Kay. It really stood out, with the subject line, “Any chance you’re in LA longer?”
*Hi! I saw your post and it turns out I’ve read some of your stories before in the past. I’m definitely really interested, but am out of town right now unfortunately.*