Meanwhile, as you can tell from WC's lengthy comment yesterday, his power is still out back in the Rockies. Poor B is left to take what satisfaction she can from his SOC, without power for her Hitachi. Sounds like they could use the solar array we've come to rely on out here in the wild. Even worse....kids without internet or video games. No wonder WC took the opportunity to head to his office where he could stay in touch with the sex blogs.
But apparently there are some limits on the largesse of the SBPP, as D explained in her note yesterday:
What a beautiful place we have created for you and Simone.
That being said, there are some limitations to what we can do there.
Your request for a hot tub was denied by the home office.
While it looks and sounds appealing, it requires a great deal of muscle to move all the accumulated snow and ice off the top of a hot tub in the climate where you are, and without the WC on the premises to do the shoveling, it was decided those funds could be better spent.
If you are absolutely convinced you want a hot tub, the suggestion was made that you borrow the "Party King Chili Cooker" that Francois ordered for your January Superbowl party. Fill it with water, crank it up and you have a hot tub for two.
The other suggestion was that you use one of the wine casks left over from Francois' latest visit to see Mistress Simone, cut it in half, attach a heating element and enjoy.
While I try to be helpful, management seems firm on this one.
Actually both of those suggestions sound pretty appealing D. We really don't mind roughing it! Now I better head back to bed, to make sure Mistress gets her first orgasm of the day before its time to milk the yaks. Francois is stopping over to whip up some sort of confection and the recipe require whipped yak cream.