That munch yesterday was a big ol’ bust. The people there weren’t super chill, kind of were a little up their own asses. Some girl tried to accuse me of being a confused bottom when I tried to express that I am not super service-oriented as a submissive. Which like, okay, girlie.
So Pup and I booked it when we could to go home, have a Sunday afternoon beer and watch some Grace & Frankie. Because it’s an endless relief to have an amazing companion in this kind of stuff. (And now that we’ve broken the seal on going to munches in our new city, the next few will be easier!)