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KiandPhoenix -> RE: Making a Birthday special (8/14/2007 10:04:32 PM)
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Phoenix had a birthday on the 8th. I got her some new toys and such, and then did what she wanted to do (dinner and a movie). Because she works nights, she was at work when her birthday began, so I dropped off a cake for her and her co-workers along with a flower. (She is used to having her birthday forgotten) They spanked her on stage and did on stage dances for her. Then I picked her up from work and gave her an hour long spanking. My mother gave her money to Victoria's Secret, so she got to buy some nice things for herself. She loves that store. We also went to a book store and read the post secret books together. Nothing big this year as you can tell, but we are poor folk right now.
I have done some decent things in the past though.
For Valentines day I was broke, so I got a few colors of paper, cut out hearts, then snipped them in half. I then put one color with another color and taped them all back together. When I gave them to her I said that my heart had been broken before, and it wont look the same again, but it was starting to finally be repaired.
When I was 15 I walked all over the city, to something like six bookstores, in a foot of snow, to get her a series of books she wanted.
When I was 16 I was dating the same girl I had walked all over the city for, and we were living together (moved out when I was 15) Her parents were going through a divorce, and she thought it was going to be a real bad day. My roommates and I threw her a surprise party. Little did I know that her mother, knowing about the party, blew her off for the rest of the day, and her brother said he would be out of town. 15 minutes before the party started she was in tears in my car headed to the party because everyone had forgotten, or blew her off. Of course they were all in my house, so it turned out well.
I recently gave a baby food jar of dirt to a friend of ours. She had stayed a few weeks with us, and decided to move out of state. She told me that home had always been a foreign concept to her, but our place finally had felt like it. So I let her always have a piece of home with her.
My brother is a bit psychotic. One year for his birthday he asked for socks, and only socks. I got them, and wrapped them up in duct tape (there is a Wal-Mart here that sells more duct tape than any other in the US) I put them in a plastic sack and poured red food coloring on them. It didn't look right, but what was done was done. It dried sticky, so it turned out perfect. When he opened it I called out "It's a puppy!" My brother does not smile, but he did that day. He showed everyone he knew before he opened them. Incidentally our step sisters husband believed it was a puppy, asked what it really was, reached his hand in, felt the sticky, pulled out his hand, dropped the bag, and finally ran at full speed to the bathroom to wash his hands.
I write poetry on occasion, so that goes with my gifts at times.
On the adult side of things, Phoenix recently told me, that every man wants to be given a strange woman to play with for an evening on his birthday. Don't know if that is true or not, but worth mentioning.
I heard of an open couple once who's wife went out and video taped her fucking two strange men that morning, then coming straight home to play the tape for her husband. That was his fetish though.
A vanilla couple I know rented movies, the birthday girl got bathed in a candle lit room with soft music in bubble bath. He then took her to the bedroom where he had rose petals on the bed, and one of those sleds that is a big circle shield looking thing. He had filled the sled with fruits and fed her while she watched the movie.
I doubt that helped, but those are a few thing from my past, and a couple more for adult time. Good luck!
~Ki
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