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A threesome, two swingers and a bondage couple – under an evergreen tree.

Half the fun of writing is thinking up titles that are not only descriptive, but catchy.  Sometimes, I think of a good one.  Other times, not so much.  But I think the title of this one really sums it up well.

What do you get when you mix together more fetishes than are conceivable to think of, hundreds of people and a location so laid back and relaxing that even the stingiest of souls just might be encouraged to loosen their ties as well?

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Mightier Than Any Hurricane

A friend suggested I go to The Geeky Kink Event and I am eternally indebted to him.  The weekend put me in mind of past experiences that were memorable.

Last year, I attended FetFest 2011 and had my eyes opened to so much. (At certain moments, I quickly closed my eyes when I saw needles. )  But I walked away from FetFest knowing two things:  

  1. I would attend FetFest every year. 
  2. It was a weekend I would never forget.

FetFest 2012 expanded the experience and showed how effective it can be to hit the ground running and continue to pick up speed.

Earlier this spring, I attended CAPCon 2012 (a convention specific for niche) and I was once again blown away with an experience I couldn’t put to words.  I walked away from CAPCon knowing two things:

  1. I would attend CAPCon every year.  
  2. It was a weekend I wanted to last a whole week.

This past weekend, I drove to New Jersey, and on the way, got a closer perspective of what Hurricane Sandy had done.  But walking into the hotel, I saw nothing that made me believe the GKE would be destroyed by the storm.  And I was awe-struck by everything.  From the vendors (brilliantly located in each of the first floor hotel rooms – numbering 40 or 50 it seemed) to the classes (instructed by people who informed you and not by people who made you feel like they knew everything) to the dungeon, the aftercare room and so many other places to go,  there was more to do at this event than imaginable.  And if by chance you got bored or couldn’t find something to do, there were schedules all over the place and people directing you to “what was happening” at that moment.

From my own flavor of ice cream: the daycare room, the bouncy house, the ball pit room and how everyone related to seeing these yittle souls running all over the place told me that no matter who you are, no matter what your kink may be and no matter how shy or open you may be about it all – you have a place at the GKE and in the hearts of everyone who attends.

I saw my little girl, attending her first event ever, embraced by everyone for being who she was and watching the joy she showed when meeting people she knew from twitter and just simply online, told me two things before I left the GKE:  

  1. I will attend this event every year and can not encourage people enough to attend it as well.  
  2. It was a weekend that would remain in my heart and a memory I would relive for a lifetime.

The Geeky Kink Event doesn’t have everything.  There is no event that has everything, nor will there ever be an event that has everything.  But what GKE had was more than you could possibly imagine.  And that’s what made it mightier than any hurricane.

Memories from FetFest: When a Stranger Knows You and Camping which is just … Awesome. ;)

Labor Day Weekend 2011 did not include the usual gathering of friends and family on a back deck for a picnic and a backyard for volleyball. It included the gathering of hundreds of people in a backyard where the games were a little more involved than volleyball and a whole hell of a lot more fun.

These are my semi-clear remembrances of the 38 Guinnesses, the Events, the Chance Meetings, the opening of avenues I never knew existed and the weekend which was … FetFest 2011.

Her name was April and thank god she was wearing a nametag because if she hadn’t been wearing it, I would’ve known nothing about her other than that she was the perfect pheromone height for me, but I’ll explain that some other time.

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