Stefani Stewart
Stories (3/0)
SWINGING
As we enter the room its very dim lit. There are tables all in front of us and a bar on the back wall. To the right the restrooms and a dark hallway. To the left two stripper poles and two VIP lounging areas, a medium sized dance floor and two raised dance areas, also another doorway. We first go to the bar and get our bucket of ice for the Margarita jug I brought in then we find a table and just sit for a bit to scan the room and try to grasp just what it is we are willing to do and see here. After a bit we decide to go through the doorway and see what is beyond there. Two steps down and there is another lounging room and a small bar, 3 more doorways. Two of the doors are to private room areas, these rooms have big glass windows with a blind you can open or leave shut at your discretion. The doorway to the right leads to a small hallway, there’s a room to the right and stairs to the left. First, we check out the room to the right and quickly realize its not for us, we just aren’t’ in the stage they are, restraints and a swing, I can just begin to imagine my huge thighs and getting stuck in that thing in the air! So we venture up the steps, I am trying to hold onto him so I do not fall in my 6 inch heels I decided to wear because I looked hot in them and that was the point of tonight. The first room we enter is empty, no one is in there. So we keep going further into this massive house it seems at this point. To the right is another big bar area and there’s a few couches to the other side. People are in this room making out and feeling each other up, but we keep walking because there is still more to explore. Down another darkened hallway to the right there is a door that leads to a balcony where people are standing and smoking to the left another set of restrooms. Ah one last room way back here.
By Stefani Stewart3 years ago in Filthy
When We Met
When we first met it, all seemed like roses and daisies. Then the lies started to come to light. However, by then I was to far into it. Why not leave they will ask. Its much easier said than done. It is not just financial but as a person who does not connect easily to people after a connection does get made un-connecting it is hard to do. All the what ifs flood in due to the anxiety you cannot seem to get under control. All the people you think will also be hurt when you leave.
By Stefani Stewart3 years ago in Humans
Clumsy Me
As we pull in the driveway, I say to the two older girls "y'all get him and I will get soso because she’s asleep and y'all will wake her". They get out run inside with him because it is raining. I walk around the car, open the door, step up on the running board, carefully unbuckle her car seat and move her little arms from behind the straps pick her up put her on my shoulder, I go to step down and my left foot slips my right ankle twist as it hits the ground, I can’t grab a thing to help stop the fall, bam hinny hits the ground then my head bounces off the ground as well. Soso raises up sitting on my stomach as I am laying on the ground trying to decide what happened just now. She holds out her hands to the sides as if to say what do I do here, as she looks down at me "uh oh, momma falled!" I can’t hardly move yet my body still in shock so no getting up, I just laugh then she laughs. Here we are both laughing in the rain as I lay on the ground. After a few I decide I must try to get up before someone drives by and thinks I've lost my mind. We roll around and get to my feet, I walk in the door of the house, still laughing and my older child then looks at me, "you fell, didn't you?" She knows her mother well.
By Stefani Stewart3 years ago in Families