Answer: I do now!

I was chatting to my flat mate John a few weeks back about whether we should hold another private house party at Bishy Towers before Christmas. I said that nobody would come to our part of the world in the cold weather, or book hotels to stay over with the expense of Christmas on the horizon, and also it’s super busy time for everyone. He said to email them anyone, because even if a small handful of local friends showed up it would still be fun to have early Christmas social drinks and snacks anyway.

As it happened, it was a sunny during the day on Saturday 13th December and very warm, more like late Spring. By the time everyone arrived in the early evening it was still mild enough to have a few chairs on the balcony again, but just about cold enough to leave the white wines and beers outside to chill as it got colder later.

The busiest party I had here was 22 people but that was in the warmer weather, so I imagined maybe 7 or 8 this time at the most. Surprisingly, 22 people again accepted my RSVP, and amazingly 17 turned up! There was the usual wonderful food that John fantastically arranged, while I just sorted out getting the drinks, and Spotify playlists that might accompany the sound of spanks. There were no vanillas, just some of my spanking performer friends and those who have also been in films before or attend events, so there had to be some indulgence in the thing that brought us together for anyone who wanted to.

There were two rooms to disappear to if anyone wanted a more private scene, but generally a lot of people mucked in and spanked each other in the lounge while others chatted and ate. I did promise last time to be spanked by someone, so I ended up having just an OTK spanking from him to warm up my bottom to match the hot food and Bacardi and Cokes in my tummy! It was great fun and I enjoyed the heat!

At the end one of the guests broke out into song, and asked if I had a guitar. I can sort of play a bit musically (tee hee!) but wasn’t prepared or awake enough to go on ‘stage’ so to speak so I just handed him a guitar anyway, whilst he warbled a few bars from a semi familiar Bob Dylan song. He admitted he was struggling with some of the chords, so I found them on my tiny cellphone and between us we struggled through scrolling a few lines at a time! Long story short, it was hugely funny and a musical mess, but people joined in and it made the ending to the party so much more memorable. If it ever happens again I will have my iPad ready, a list of karaoke songs with all the chords, and make sure I am fresh enough to see through my blurry 11pm contact lenses too, although it wouldn’t have been half as funny if I was all gig ready!

So, the next time I ask someone if I should have a party, I will quickly self-answer with that famous line from the movie “build it and they will come!”.