Today and tonight are going to be very busy. We both got up later than I would have liked but as things turned out it really didn't make a difference. Tonight we have two parties to attend. The first is my company's holiday party and the second is The Jail and Bail party at The Eagle. This of course means I'm wearing leathers to the company formal function. This should be interesting. Tight leather pants and a dress shirt. I'll change my shirt prior to leaving for the The Eagle. But before we can conquer the night we need to tackle the tasks of the day. Our first outing was a trip to the bank. Actually it was two banks. This time out we needed to get documents out of the safety deposit box so slave barb could get her license renewed. This is no simple task in the state of NJ. After that was done we went to another bank to discuss getting a safety deposit box at a different branch that was closer to home. Once that was done I filled up my car with gas. In between the running around was also had a stop off at the gym for a hardcore Saturday workout. I must say that myself and slave barb had excellent workouts. Once we were home we had some lunch and then we got busy. I had slave barb take care of numerous chores around the house and I did the same. Of course all work and no play gets Master Larry irritated. So when some of the chores were done I had slave barb strip down and harness up. I so gladly hopped my naked ass in my sling and had slave barb do me quite well. Later on in the afternoon

while slave barb was taking a bath I played the role of the interrupter. I pissed on her, made her cum and then had her blow me. Soon it's time to get ready to attend multiple parties and being that we are both grade A all American perverts, slave barb will be packing at the company party and of course The Eagle too. Another bonus, in the course of the days activities I also wrote the introduction to another presentation that we are writing. This one is called The Journey of Our Titles. Now it's time to head off for what will be a very interesting bi-cultural evening. The hall that the company event was at was only 5-10 minutes from my house. We did the full cocktail ( what kind of tail?) hour. There were a few people that spoke to us at the beginning so that was ok, then later on during the cocktail hour some real work friends came down and sat with us. It was interesting to see us at the beginning of the cocktail hour. I introduced slave barb to the newer cast of characters that she never met. We both noticed that even though I did a lot of introductions we were not invited to to sit with anyone. By the way, slave barb was great, she played the role of perfect corporate wife. What was good was that I continued to make strong contact and connections with my GOM and AOM. That was very important. Slave barb could easily tell that they liked me and appreciated me. When the cocktail hour was over we went into the main room. I was able to sit at a table with friends and that rocked hard. The party was ok and the food was pretty damn good. The bad thing was that we somehow ended up in a conga line. I have never done that and I hope to never do that again. What did make me happy is I did get to see people that I really like have a good time and I'm glad the company was able to provide that for them. I couldn't help to think that I'm missing a fun gene. So many people love to do the Electric Slide, dance their booty off to Mony Mony, do the slow dance thing and of course there seems to be a ton of corp. party wedding “things” that people do. I don't have that gene. I was saying to slave barb that it seems like forced fun to me. Too many people trapped in their lives instead of living their lives. It seems that they become trapped into having the D J's version or society's version or pre-packaged fun certified by Big Brother and the under the thumb government keep it line company. I don't know, it's just not me. I don't believe it's slave barb either. We march to our own drummer. We make our own fun and we don't fit the mold. Eh, it's just an observation. By 9:50 we were done with dinner and by ten we were off and running to the Eagle for Mr. Eagle's Jail and Bail party. All funds going to Safer and Saner. That rocks. I was thrilled that the event hall was on the was to NYC. So I was never out of the way. I was even more thrilled that there was no traffic. We were parked by 10:40 and at The Eagle by 11:00. What sucked is that it was freezing out. Snot freezing temperatures. When we parked I had to take off my dress shirt in the freezing cold ( oh my poor nipples were so cold) and change in the parking lot. That also meant putting on my gifted bone, my flags and changing from my dress jacket to my leather jacket. Damn, there needs to be a heated phone booth in Chelsea to change into Super-leatherman. We both had a great time at The Eagle. At first I didn't want to go because I couldn't imagine going to the work party and then this event. I'm glad that slave barb showed me how much she wanted to go because in the end I really needed to go to this event. It was good for me and like I said we had a great time. I flirted, mingled and was with my leather brothers and sisters. What more can I say? Of yes, Myself and slave barb did get our pictures taken with a porn star. We left The Eagle around one ( ish). We made good time home and had a good nights sleep. There is one other important thing to mention. This evening was the first time I ventured out of the house wearing my earned Master Cap. It took a while for me to accept that I earned that cap. Then it took a while for me to feel comfortable to wear it at events and people would accept me in the cap. Today I ventured out, It felt right, I felt proud and I felt like me. It's another step in my journey. Me and my cap will see you at the next event.

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