Teppy, words fail. Not only me, apparently, but nevermind. Words fail, time for weapons and implements--no, not the fun kind, the hurty, pointy, edgy kind. Idjit non-communicator person.

imagine me, three bottles of wine, my bemused friend Tom, his two old-queeny roommates, and an apparently very enthusiastic and detailed conversation

Aww, now I really really want Toddy as a roommate.

S decided our life wasn't complicated enough, and that she should fall and fuck up her knee.

That was a poor decision on her part.

So. Knee surgery.

Would you like some ass-weasels with that, Sean? Because it doesn't look like you've had a vicious weasel eating a hole through your ass yet on my list of possible plagues. How about some genital warts and a case of salmonella? Maybe some car trouble and a computer meltdown? Has anybody sued you recently? What could make your year complete?

One of the important things that "deviant" groups always have to remember -- especially in a place as conservative as Cincy -- is to not be all up in people's faces with our kink. So "run the vanillas out"??? Yeah, that's going to work.

So, the whole notion that "consensual" means also not forcing your personal kinks on people that aren't interested, especially in public places, just sort of ... what? Flew right over their heads?

And not all bunnies have access to Clovis' mind-control rays.

With good reason!

Sean, I too think you should encase S. in bubble wrap.

And unless this is a restaurant where married couples are having missionary-style sex on the tables, what does it even mean?

If it IS that kind of restaurant, then Cincy has loosened up considerably.

Sorry to hear about S Sean. Vibing knee-ma westward.

{{{S & Sean}}}

Would you like some ass-weasels with that, Sean?

Yes please.

And now I've just called the hospital we were at last night to see if they can fill the prescription for morphine, and they do not have an outpatient pharmacy. So, I have no fucking clue where she's going to get this prescription filled.

Much health~ma for S.

If it IS that kind of restaurant, then Cincy has loosened up considerably.

True - it occured to me upon posting that that public table-sex might not exactly count as "vanilla" either...

(But my overall point, which I think still stands, is that unless your specific kink is exhibitionism, the only thing you need to do in order to not be all up in people's faces with WHATEVER kind of sex life you enjoy is NOT HAVE SEX IN FRONT OF THEM.)

So, I have no fucking clue where she's going to get this prescription filled.

Do they have any suggestions? Since they are the ones prescribing it, one would think (although I know that is silly of me to assume) that they would know pharmacies that carry it.

Do they have any suggestions? Since they are the ones prescribing it, one would think (although I know that is silly of me to assume) that they would know pharmacies that carry it.

This - they can't prescribe a painkiller with no way for the patient to GET it! That's just ricockulous.