Since Saturday we've talked about our weekend several times, and I realize how erotic the memories are in hindsight. Even though I had a hard time (well actually a soft time) in the moment, the memories are sexy as hell. I love the fact that *A* is willing to take full ownership of her pleasure and I am fully willing to be dragged along on this journey. Now I have some work to do. I need to figure out how to disable my analytical mind and just enjoy the sights and sensations in the moment.

This coming Friday is our last night of freedom and we've scheduled another trip to X. We will be arriving early for their monthly open house and are hoping to chat with other newbies, swap stories and hear about any experiences other folks might have had. *A* has already picked out and modelled the outfit she will be wearing, and I've got a utilikilt I've been dying to wear in public (*A* is excited by the easy access it will grant her). *A* is also into hooping (google it) and we are thinking about asking if she can hoop on the dance floor before the DJ starts spinning. We are also thinking about heading to the back a little earlier and staking out a good location with a prime view of all of the rest of the action.

The following weekend is the Toronto Burlesque festival and we are looking forward to getting a baby sitter for that and the after party to be held at the Oasis Aqualounge. That will be a great excuse to check out that club too.

We are taking baby steps and though there was an initial rough start, we are now having an exquisite time.

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