By Jaybird

It was almost dusk as I pulled into the long driveway. Once past the line of trees, I saw the classic farmhouse with a porch was on my left, to the right there were a couple of working metal barns. Once again I was on a business trip, and had found him on Recon, sent a cruise, got one back, and started a conversation. I immediately liked his easy going, no posturing, attitude, we could both laugh at our kinks. He offered up that he had what he called a “horse,” one of those now pretty popular pieces of bondage gear built from plywood, with a flat padded top, supports on the sides for forearms and shins, and straps – lots of straps. I told him it would be totally hot just to be strapped into that for three hours or so. He seemed to like that idea.

The fact that he insisted on talking on the phone increased my comfort level. We had a good conversation, though I remember feeling kind of awkward just because small talk isn’t something I do well. But he understood, asked a lot of good questions, and reinforced my impression that I was dealing with a basically kind, good natured guy with some compatible interests.

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