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![]() Marty wrote: Well here's my attempt to share with the group. Please edit this. This is just the ramblings of the old man. Having a cup of coffee in hand, I drove iinto the hoosier state on a crisp sunny morning. The traffic was light---this was presidents day and yes the reason I'm off from work. As the bright sun glitened off the snow, I thought my butt would soon reflect light too. Arriving at Bill's place, I unload my arsenal of tools "variety is the spice of life" from my car. We chit chat to loosen the air and set out the toys of both our bags. A variety is right from belts, to straps, brushes to paddles, even a couple of rattan canes. We shuffle the cards and begin our usual games---I like the games to trade licks. The cause with a purpose. We rub the toy on the ass as we prepare to swat the butt, Keeping the guy in suspense, will it be hard, where will it make contact, will it be rapid or slow and meticulous. The barage begins. At first after the initial few, I think I can take these, then it hits home--this one smarted but good. We continued to play trying to get the best on each other. We even had some side bets, on will you draw a card hight or lower--- double licks if lose. After what seems like only 45 minutes, 3 hours had elapsed. Another great time, each still leaving with a smile on our faces and bright red shiney butts too. And one time again: Last Friday met Rick from this group for a first time quick exchange. Already reported here if you're keeping up with the posts. ![]() But over the weekend got messages from Marty and Vinnie. Both old timers to paddling games here. Vinnie is 22, lives down the Interstate a ways and a week or so ago, said he was interested in taking me up on my one swat a mile deal and 50 cents for return swats. Stood me up, but now writes me back saying he's lost his driver's license, but would like to come over for some paddling on Monday evening. Sure Vinnie, come on over. How does this guy without a license get over here? Then Marty who is at the other end of the age spectrum and distance spectrum, says he's off of work on Monday, how about he stop by on Monday morning for an exchannge. Have already told the group about all the paddles he's collected. It's always entertainment just to see them all laid out. So I've just got my ass whupped on Friday, and Monday I've got appointments to get it whupped two more times, morning and night. Is that an addiction? Marty shows up. On time, actually a little early, I got one shoe on and one shoe off. Gonna take 'em off anyway, along with everything else. He has his sack of toys. Does a good job on my butt. Think it was still a little sore from Friday. I'm sure he thinks he got more than his share. He's in this group. He can let you know. So my butt is pretty red, Marty leaves, and I'm waiting for Vinnie. Kind of guessed he'd stand me up, and true to form he did. Kind of releaved. Of course, he's such a bad boy, wanted to punish his butt. Will send him a copy of this. See what kind of excuse he has. *************************** You've heard about Marty. He's becoming one of my regulars. Let's me know the last minute he wants to stop by for a therapy session. Lots of chat with paddle swats inbetween. He's good humored and takes it easy on my old butt, and I'm nice back. We get down to bare butt just to see the results of our handiwork. Marty is also the buddy who has the great collection of tools. All do quite a good job. One strap that really can't be gentle. Of course, what do we do this for? I'm sure Marty will give you his interpretation. **************************** Well it was the last minute again and Bill accommodated me. I always seem to be running two steps behind for every step I'm taking. Arrive at Bills place, and his first question is "Where is your bag of toys?" I told him they were in the car. He insisted that I get them. I guess he like the variety of sensations to his butt. We spent the next 2+ hours chatting----I like to talk, I have so much to share---, and exchanging licks. At the beginning I was on the short end of the sticks, but when we finished, it all balanced out. Bill told me he had two more guys coming over in the next few days, so I took it easy on Bill, but every now and then I did smart him to keep him honest. Can't wait until our next meeting, but that won't happen until sometime in June,
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