not me and the genders are reversed....but.....you get the idea.
It has been a whirlwind of a weekend! Rosa took Friday off and I left my last post just before we went out the door. After that..............we got there and set up, went hiking, found a pretty waterfall that eluded us on our prior visit, ate, talked, fished, told scary stories around the campfire, slept pretty comfortably on an unusually chilly night, got up, found our car battery died, had a Ranger give us a jump charge, hiked some more so I could show Rosa the setting that inspired a few scenes in my "Woman of the Well" story, packed up, got home, immediately showered and dressed for a formal quinceanera, went to eat, drink, and talk, came home, got up on Sunday to unpack, had my son come over with a package he ordered for us, took Ana back to her apartment, then had dinner with Marta & Wally and two other friends before calling it a night.
(Think we packed enough in?)
And in the midst of all that............yes........we did manage to sneak in two separate outdoor switchings. The first we did when we were hiking in the spot where the beautiful waterfall was. There were other people around, so we just kept going deeper into the woods. Rosa and I had already discussed giving this a try and she was very willing. So when I found a good switch candidate and started to cut it, she didn't seem surprised. Once cut we walked some more and when it seemed we were fairly isolated, I asked if she was willing to give it a try.
She agreed, and I just dropped my pants and put my hands on a fallen log with my bent butt jutting out. She had never used a longer, supple switch before and it took her a few swishes before figuring it out, but she took to it very quickly and naturally. As she got her swing and placement better the last few were pretty effective. But overall, we only did about 25 and then opted to keep moving.
Later that day, I went behind our site to find some firewood and realized we had a pretty prime location for another round right in our own 'backyard'. Our two adjoining 'neighbors' were both out and I asked Rosa if she wanted to deliver another set. She had seemed to like the switch and not only said so, but was walking around after the first session swishing the thing through the air. (I teased her that she was acting like the young Arthur in "Excalibur", swinging his newly-won sword around in the woods with Merlin.)
She gave me 30 more and these were all stinging beauties! Ouch! She had mastered the art in just one prior try-out and now was pretty adept at getting the placement and sting just right. From my end the switchings hurt so that I was having difficulty taking them at the time.....and I noticed in both cases my bottom would kind of feel fine right after she stopped, only to grow in burn once I pulled my pants up. Still, I think I would like to have a more grueling session at some point and since Rosa told me to keep the switch and bring it home where she could use it in private.....that could very well happen. So there you are. Perhaps not an adventure of epic proportion.....but true, and very enjoyable as a 'fun first' (and second) for us. We do a lot of hiking, and I do think now that this door has opened, I could end up getting switched in other places......provided we have enough privacy to do it.