Well, today I DID get to the office by 7AM and was back home by a few minutes ago...yippee.
Update on Marlene, the pontoon boat lady from Austin.
Coincidence; Yesterday I have the day off (remember that fiasco from y'day's post?...Lot of pastry left!) and she calls my cell, thinking I'm at work. When I tell her I've got the day off she suggests meeting in San Marcos for shopping(?) and lunch(?). She states that she has some news re the guy that was on that boat the day we met...the one that got all excited at the sight of Barry's empty baggie.
Sooooo...I drive up IH35 and meet her. She has news, alright, and plans for me too.
After lunch and a "raid" on some shops, she says "It's so humid! I would love a shower and some airconditioned privacy." I said that sounded good and she then tells me she's already gotten a motel room! I respond that I hadn't brought along my arsenal of special soaps, 'poo, rinse, and other essentials. She tells me she made a list of the stuff I like when she visited us and that she's got it all in her car, including some fresh panties in MY size!
Talk about premeditation!
We'll draw the curtain on the tender moments at the motel, but I will reveal what she told me about that guy.
She invited him over to her place last Saturday. She brought up that day on the lake when he got all gaga at the sight of Barry sans garments...and sans ballsies. She told him she had visited me in SA and learned a LOT about "The Topic".
According to her account he became all "hot and bothered" and so off to her bedroom they went.
They engaged in castration play and discussion. Then, she said, she led him to the kitchen and told him to lie on the "island" in the center of the room. Then she pretended to castrate him. As to technique used, she just pretended to sever the entire baggie, she said. He just stared at the ceiling and moaned.
She seems convinced that, with very little effort, he might be recruited into the ranks of the eunuchs. Well, I'll believe it when I see it.
Speaking of "seeing it", she says he got very excited when she said that his for-real castration would be attended by one Miss Yolanda (and others.) OMG! Could it really happen? Could I watch without passing out?
One never knows just how serious someone is about something like this. Still, if both of them do proceed down the path I hope I'm included in the ceremony...or at least the pre-game show, LOL!
I give it no more than a 10% chance, to be honest, but things have a tendency to grow once a seed is planted.
IF it does happen I hope he fully understands the ramifications, present and future, of losing his ballsies.
She wants to bring him to a meeting of the KKK (NO! It means "Kinky Kastration Koven"!) and have him "inspected" by the other ladies and (maybe) Barry.
For some reason, I'm a little frightened by all this. Maybe it's time to apply the brakes. I really don't know the real Marlene so well as I know her body. For all I know she might drug him and...Ruh Roh!
I need to make certain that they BOTH understand that this is NOT something to do on a kitchen table (unless a licensed MD makes a house call and that isn't likely, especially to snip someone.)
IF they can find a doctor willing to do the job then the problem arises of "no witnesses" save for nurses, etc. Barry was allowed to bring someone along when he was cut but that was in Mexico and things are different there (He brought his mom!) His eunuch buddy from Houston was also snipped in Mexico and DID have a cheering section present, consisting of his ex-wife, a boyfriend, and some other lady who had offered to pay all expenses in exchange for the experience of witnessing a castration. I'd love to chat with her sometime. First question from Yoli will be "Didja' faint?" Then "Was it hot?!?!?!", followed by, "Didja' get damp?", LOL!
Yoli (Who wuvs 'oo!)
A little worried in SA
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