The Corset Affair

I'm not sure if I've shared this story before, but I'm staying in the same hotel that this happened in, so I figured it worth sharing again.

While working The Finals a few years ago, there were many, many interesting things going on. Ok, not really. One team kicked another teams butt in 4 games and we were all left asking the question, why are we here? Being in Cleveland this year, it did give me the opportunity to be close to Pittsburgh. C and I decided to get together for dinner on the Friday night. We made that plan early, before we knew it would end on Thursday. As things went, we had to work on Friday anyway to get everything out, so our dinner plans were still good. We agree that she'll come out to Cleveland and we'd go out for dinner. In the days leading up, she tells me that she is going to this wedding that she doesn't really want to go to, and that she has to wear this dress, and all the things I'm used to hearing from her. Keep in mind that when we were together, we went to 20 weddings in 18 months. No one, and I mean no one should have to go through that. She was in a lot of the weddings. I know she really doesn't want to have to wear the dress the whole time. She then called later in the week and said she had a really big favor to ask, and I was the only one she knew who could possibly help her with it. Interesting I thought. Without hesitating, I said sure. That's the kind of guy I am. I didn't know what I was in for.

She said I needed to tie her into a corset so she could unhook it from the front and put it back on when she needed to actually put it on. I figured that this had something to do with the dress she needed to wear for the wedding. I recall at least one bridesmaid dress that she wore that this was a requirement for. I did think this was rather odd though. I knew that she wasn't dating anyone serious, but surely she had someone else she could ask to do this.

Being modest, I wasn't allowed to watch as she took her shirt and bra off, despite I'd see her in that state many times before. She placed the corset loosely on and walked back to me so I could lace it up and tie her in it. She looked damn good wearing the corset and jeans. It was a good look for her. Then I notice that she's wearing basically a G-string as underwear and call her out on it. She would wear thongs if she was wearing a skirt or something that would show panty lines. A g-string with jeans was definitely odd for her. She was a little embarrassed and said that one of the guys she was seeing at the time liked her in it. Then came the truth about the need for the corset. It was for the wedding, it was for him. He liked the sight of a woman in a corset, over him.

We had an uneventful dinner that night and parted ways. While she was on the way home, we were texting back and forth, and I told her that all she needed was a riding crop. She responded she wasn't submissive, and I told her I know, but I was. It apparently was the first time that she heard that from me. I know that I had told her earlier on, and she was interested. Or at least that's what I thought. We continued to talk about it for a few days via email and texting. We both learned a lot about each other that we didn't know. It was probably a conversation we should have had years earlier while we were together. I told her about the photo shoots that I had done.

Her birthday wasn't too far away, so being friends I got her a few presents- A new corset, a riding crop, leather gloves and liquid latex. The sad thing is it was probably the best birthday present I ever got her. I hope she got some use out of the gift. It was shortly after then that she met her now husband.

On a side note, something I've been told before is really hitting home right now- I'm a much better friend than boyfriend. Apparently I suck at being a boyfriend.

Plagiarism

I inadvertently stole the title of my last blog from another blog I read. I didn't even realize that I did it, and it was fitting.

My back is still bothering me. I had to drive 350 miles to help my dad get a new computer setup. Sitting in the car for that long sure did a number on my back. Also, driving all over the state didn't afford time for me to take either the Skelaxin or Vicodin. Once I got home, I did and was able to sleep comfortably.

This morning, my back was sore in a different area- the low back. I didn't let this stop me from doing my back stretches. My back was sore later this evening when the drugs wore off. As I'm typing this, I'm noticing that I'm getting dumber. I'm typing phonetically, and not correctly. (I'm fixing this, but it's taking a lot of concentration.

As for my A1C, it was 5.3 again. That's great news. I'm to finish the medication that I currently have in my possesion- about 2 more weeks worth. After that, I'm to stay off it, although continue testing myself. I'll go back to the Doctor for an A1C, and if that comes back well, I'm off for good, but I'll continue to be monitored. One can only hope.

My love life is complicated as always. I'm at the point in my life where I need to make some real tough decisions of what I want to do.

All Hopped Up

I'd been traveling for three weeks straight with a bad back. The first thing I did when I got home on Friday was go to the Doctor. Ok, the first thing I did was nap, then I went to the doctor for my back. I was slightly worried that it might be related to the Metformin, but the doctor quickly allayed those fears. I managed to sprain every ligament on the left side of my back. Officially a thoracic sprain.

He was amazed that I could tolerate the pain considering the amount of swelling and apparent bruising that there was. He prescribed muscle relaxers and Vicodin to loosen the back and relive the pain. He thinks I should be pain free in 2-3 days, and on the road to recovery within 5-10 days. My back was really bothering me, but it was weird. I couldn't keep my feet flat on the ground sitting or standing without pain. I didn't have a problem lifting things, only reaching. I definitely was cranky because of the back pain. Two days in, most of the constant pain is gone, so things are looking up.

Of course, with the back pain I haven't been exercising as much as I should have been. My numbers are still good, and he took blood to do an A1C. If the number comes back where we think it's going to, I'll be off the medicine for good (hopefully) this week. We'll still have to check by blood sugar to make sure I don't fall back into being a diabetic.