I went to the Black Sheets party twice. I worked clothes check a few times for an hour or two to get in free. Always had a good time. Always loved the food spread. And that deck and hot tub. I used to stand in the cage in the middle of the room and let people suck me. : ) Actually I must be honest and admit that I've covered pretty much every inch of that dungeon. The funniest thing, embarassing at the time, that happened there was this one party host ( long curly hair, J___ ) was giving me a massage on that table hanging from chains. He was sitting on my legs / butt with his dick conveniently resting on my ass. ON not in. lol And he was squeezing and rubbing so hard. So hard I farted very loudly and uncontrollably. I was mortified and in shock. All these dudes look over and I look at them and a few just started laughing. ( With me not at me. ) J said "Don't worry about it. No big deal." A little later I was getting a beer out of the fridge and eating some meatballs and my friend came up and started making fart noises. Like ten of us in the kitchen just started busting up. I've had some seriously good times at that place. If M____ is having any shindigs I'd love to get in the loop. Or if the Bears are somewhere else. I have a couple of friends that know him. I suppose I should be more proactive. It just sucks cuz I'm thirty miles away. That's no big deal for some people. But I'm a fuckin' heart patient. lol I hate to play the HP card. But honestly it's what's kept me from going for a while now. I need to plan and prepare for these things as opposed to the typical last minute spur of the moment thang. I used to like the e-mail reminders.

Sorry to be so long winded. Just reminicing about many good times there. I miss it. And The Ben Dover party I didnt like as much as the Bear Party.