"Simone" and "Sam" have been forced to go on the Lam, after some sloppy security work exposed them to their potential "enemies". Fortunately, they've found help through the SBPP.
("Sex Bloggers Protection Program"). Follow their adventures here until its safe for them to resume their prior alter-egos.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

A Surprise Visitor

All that fresh mountain air, and possibly the seductive smell of the dried yak dung burning in our open fire, caught up with Slave last night, and I slept in a little later than planned. I need to head off soon to my new undercover job in the local "Court" system.

But before I let Mistress close up my cock cage and don my special barrister's costume, I wanted to share a few interesting developments. from yesterday.

First, while the locals may have a reputation for arbitrary violence, they can show an occasional welcoming sign. Last night, as we were feeding our post dinner scraps to the camels, we were surprised by the local "welcome wagon" who serenaded us with a bit of local music.

I wasn't sure what they were playing, but it was vaguely reminiscent of the old Allman Brothers' tune "Whipping Post", but with a more lugubrious beat.

Then just as we were tidying up and getting ready for some post-concert worship and sex, there was a "knock" on the Yurt flap.

"So, D's directions were right, I've found you...."

Both Simone and Sam did a double take... the voice was vaguely familiar, particularly to Mistress after all those sessions of over the phone sex... but, could it really be?

"Yeah, it's me, the WC."

Holy shit. After all those months of avoiding a personal encounter, he had finally overcome whatever hesitation he had to make a personal appearance.  And what an appearance. He was not exactly the guy we had envisioned, though, truth be told, most of the photos he had sent to Simone were of only a certain special occasion accessory, and not his full body.

You can imagine our surprise, then when this is the guy who pops through the Yurt flap.

Apparently he had taken Suzanne's suggestion to blend in with the locals a little more effectively.

But what was more interesting was what was on display below the waist.  It seemed that the WC was willing to conform to local custom and provide a little coverage for the SOC while on the road.

Very impressive, WC. And it's obvious you've been working out.

So what explains the WC's sudden in person appearance after all these years?  It had something to do with the fact that his prior employer had left him with an un-reimbursed Amex bill, due to a sudden and unexpected shutdown. And some bills for electrical work on the installation of a new hot tub at the former employer's western ski-in, ski-out  "office".

We decided to discuss the matter in the morning, since it was getting kind of late.  We found WC some sleeping room out in the Yak shed.  Let's hope they all got along well.


sin said...

So... ummm... yeah... ok.

I'm finding it kind of hard to read between the lines on this one. I know it's not all about me. I'm just sayin.

Donna said...

So glad my directions worked out well. I was beginning to get concerned when I didn't hear from the WC yesterday, but can see now that he was putting the finishing touches on his...appearance. And isn't it special?

So did we surprise Simone? Surely with your attentions as well as those of the chef and the WC, you can work together to keep Simone well cared for.

Your SBPP Logistics Specialist,

WC said...

Well Sam and Simone,

You left for the "office" before I woke up.

I had a little yak lag and was very sleepy.

Unfortuatly, I was squished between two sleeping yaks when I awoke.

Have you noticed that they don't smell very good?

I would appreciate some other sleeping arangements tonight

The reason for my visit is to track down Mick and Molly.

Donna feels certain that you two have information about their whereabouts.

She wants me to track down Mick to discuss some unpaid bills and paychecks,

And I want to find our Beloved and Benificent CEO

As I have promised her a heathy dose of the SOC as soon as I can track her down.

Donna has informed me that she believes they will be in another high mounain hideway in January.

I won't leave until I have the information

Ever if I am forced to hire some local "interogators"

We can do this the easy way or the hard way

Your choice.

Anyway we can discuss the matter over dinner tonight

I am looking forward to dining with you two famous rouges,

The didn't like sleeping in the yak shack

And much prefers the cozy little ski shack that Mick built


WC said...


And sleeping in the yak shack reminded me of a saying we have around here about Wyoming men

"Wyoming where the men are men,

And the sheep are nervous"

The looking forward to dinner


Anonymous said...

Great you are close, can you loan me the $500 you said you would like real friends do ?

I will give you a lead abotuthem...

Francois aka EuroTrash

WC said...

Sorry Francois,

Between missed paychecks due the the disaperance of Mick Collins and our B&BCEO

The latter of whom I do not blame at all

And the very expensive plane ticket to the something a stan

I am tapped out

But I will give you some advise instead

You know, teach a man to fish and all that

Get your chef's salery in advance

The happy to offer Francois advise anytime,


Anonymous said...

WC aka as "the head"

thank you for sharing your horrible financial status.

The $500 was only meant to cement the proposed friendship.

In regards to the sheep, that brought back memories of the Falkland crisis. where there were leaflets handed out among the troops titled "the 20 uses of sheep, besides the obvious one"

I am a tad confused about the salary, you know we socialist are appalled by terms like that .

Francois aka EuroTrash

D said...

WC, you and I both know it was the financial resources of the Sex Blogger's Protection Program that paid for that rather expensive ticket to Where-ever-the-heck-it-is-istan!

And did you also forget the agreement you signed to be the chief yak mucker and groomer in exchange for the opportunity to get closer to She Who Will Not Be Named? The aroma of yak is coveted by some.

Say ET (Euro-Trash), I am leaning toward the socialist mindset more and more each day. When you have time for a glass of wine and conversation, let's talk.

The ever efficient SBPP Logistics Specialist,

Mistress and Slave on the Lam said...

It appears we have created quite a "legend" here for the WC and the rest of the team.

I may have to hide the sheep tonight.


nilla said...

ya'll give a whole new meaning to Baaaaaa humbugger, eh?


who doesn't like the smell of yaks, sheep, camels or fart (by whatever "animal").

Anonymous said...



Really, that's all i can say...


Anonymous said...

Ok, no, i have to leave another comment just to share the word verification, which is ~~


Yep. So happy buttswats to you all.