Vivian had Christmas eve and day off, so that was the first significant time during the trip that we could spend the together uninterrupted. That morning we took a leisurely couple hours playing before getting out of bed. It was nice not to have to rush or feel bad about making her late for work. Her hip was bothering her a bit but we managed to work around it pretty well.
A few days earlier, Vivian had asked me how I met Sharn. I told her that I was a blogger and shared a link to this blog. Afterwards, I asked her what she wanted to be called in future posts since I’d be writing about the visit. Christmas Eve morning she decided on Vivian as her nom de plume.
I forget how the topic came up, but that morning Vivian also threatened to turn me into her Christmas tree for the year. The previous Christmas Vivian had suspended B (who will come up a few times in these posts) upside down, wrapped her in Christmas lights, and inserted a lit candle into her. Vivian showed me a photo she took of the “Christmas tree”, it was both erotic and artistic. She threatened to buy a Santa hat and use me for her tree that year. I wasn’t entirely opposed to that idea. Continue reading