I first see her across the parking lot… I’m skipping my way towards an appointment I’d been anxiously waiting for; she’s by the doorway, taking in a few moments of the lovely afternoon. She doesn’t seem to recognise me, and that is very… uncommon. She later tells me that’s because proper etiquette requires one to avert their eyes in that situation. And if that’s true, then I am indeed a very ill mannered rodent. ‘Cause I f#cking STARED. Long, dark hair… lovely curves… beautiful face… yeah, that kind of “fine” is supposed to be looked at.
She slips inside the door (and apparently up the stairs) before I get that close, and by the time I get there, some burly chap on his way out is blocking the stairwell and dialoguing her. Understandable, I guess. I would think she has that effect on a lot of fellas. But at this particular moment, THIS fella is in between me and my “happy time”.
Oh, I try to be patient. Start out with an “excuse me”. A “pardon me sir, but may I get past?” Then an “ok buddy – I need to get by.” Which then somehow leads to “I WILL F#CKING SHANK YOU WITH YOUR OWN F#CKING MOPED KEYS IF YOU DON’T F#CKING MOVE!”
I don’t know if he actually had a moped, but it did get him to move. And I got a little closer to my treat.
Still, by the time I get to the top of the stairs, the young lady has slipped away yet again. And I’m stuck in the waiting room. And I wait. And wait. And wait. Until I see the sign saying “ring bell”.
Really? How… Pavlovian. *ding, ding*
A nice (but different) young lady comes and collects me. I tell her who I’m there to see. She says “You must be ‘Puckhead’”. I’m amused that they even misspell their comments in the reservation book.
She leads me to the dungeon room, and tosses me in the shower. The room has changed some (bed moved, cage is gone… thankfully), but it still triggers many happy memories for me to wallow in while I wait.
Enter a corseted, seriously-booted Ms. Eden. And she is no more than a step into the room before she stops dead in her tracks… her eyes pop wide open… and she says: “Fuuuuuuuuuu…”.
Ah – ok, NOW we have recognition. This is more familiar.
Ms. Eden tosses aside the juice box she had brought for me, marches straight to the edge of the bed where I was sitting, and lays a big ol’ kiss on me. A BIG ol’ kiss. Not what usually follows the “Fuuuuuuuuuu…” revelation, in my experience… but it’s a very pleasant variation.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
Greeting passed, Ms. Eden seems genuinely surprised to see me, and I don’t think she ever really recovers from that. And of course I’m awkward at the best of times, so it makes for an interesting session that is hard to describe. Despite Ms. Eden being a very accomplished companion, it feels… it feels “younglusty”. Whimsical. Organic. Even clumsy. But VERY affectionate, with lots of kissing, and snuggling, and petting, and tickling, and….
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
Now, I’m pretty sure that’s the way it was supposed to feel for me – the way she wanted it to feel for me. Because Ms. Eden really is a very accomplished companion. And even though I don’t make her list of “better friends”, she never lets that affect her attentions; and sessions with her always seem to be simply among the best that can be found.
Which is precisely why Ms. Eden very deservedly makes a rabbit’s “best friends” list.
Happy thumping, all!
She slips inside the door (and apparently up the stairs) before I get that close, and by the time I get there, some burly chap on his way out is blocking the stairwell and dialoguing her. Understandable, I guess. I would think she has that effect on a lot of fellas. But at this particular moment, THIS fella is in between me and my “happy time”.
Oh, I try to be patient. Start out with an “excuse me”. A “pardon me sir, but may I get past?” Then an “ok buddy – I need to get by.” Which then somehow leads to “I WILL F#CKING SHANK YOU WITH YOUR OWN F#CKING MOPED KEYS IF YOU DON’T F#CKING MOVE!”
I don’t know if he actually had a moped, but it did get him to move. And I got a little closer to my treat.
Still, by the time I get to the top of the stairs, the young lady has slipped away yet again. And I’m stuck in the waiting room. And I wait. And wait. And wait. Until I see the sign saying “ring bell”.
Really? How… Pavlovian. *ding, ding*
A nice (but different) young lady comes and collects me. I tell her who I’m there to see. She says “You must be ‘Puckhead’”. I’m amused that they even misspell their comments in the reservation book.
She leads me to the dungeon room, and tosses me in the shower. The room has changed some (bed moved, cage is gone… thankfully), but it still triggers many happy memories for me to wallow in while I wait.
Enter a corseted, seriously-booted Ms. Eden. And she is no more than a step into the room before she stops dead in her tracks… her eyes pop wide open… and she says: “Fuuuuuuuuuu…”.
Ah – ok, NOW we have recognition. This is more familiar.
Ms. Eden tosses aside the juice box she had brought for me, marches straight to the edge of the bed where I was sitting, and lays a big ol’ kiss on me. A BIG ol’ kiss. Not what usually follows the “Fuuuuuuuuuu…” revelation, in my experience… but it’s a very pleasant variation.
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
Greeting passed, Ms. Eden seems genuinely surprised to see me, and I don’t think she ever really recovers from that. And of course I’m awkward at the best of times, so it makes for an interesting session that is hard to describe. Despite Ms. Eden being a very accomplished companion, it feels… it feels “younglusty”. Whimsical. Organic. Even clumsy. But VERY affectionate, with lots of kissing, and snuggling, and petting, and tickling, and….
*thumpthumpthumpthumpthump*
Now, I’m pretty sure that’s the way it was supposed to feel for me – the way she wanted it to feel for me. Because Ms. Eden really is a very accomplished companion. And even though I don’t make her list of “better friends”, she never lets that affect her attentions; and sessions with her always seem to be simply among the best that can be found.
Which is precisely why Ms. Eden very deservedly makes a rabbit’s “best friends” list.
Happy thumping, all!
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