I've been fortunate to have made some wonderful friends over the past several years within the local kink community. It is a wonderful thing to be able to get together with like minded folk where you can "get your freak on" and yet feel accepted and understood.
I don't know that I've ever felt as comfortable as I do with my kinkster friends. I can be myself with them and my customary self-consciousness just isn't there. There is no need for conformity. They don't care that I'm (in most cases) their parents' age. They don't care if my interests are different from theirs. In fact if anything we seem to thrive on learning about and appreciating our respective differences.
As the day-after-the-party unfolds, there have been texts and messages between party participants making it clear that I'm not the only one basking in the post-party glow. Sure we all had a chance to play, but there was more to it than just that. A couple of folks have commented on the amazing "energy" present last evening. In my opinion what creates this energy is the genuine respect and camaraderie demonstrated whenever this particular group of people is in the same room. I think on some level we are all conscious of how fortunate we are to have come together like we have.
And I'm already looking forward to the next gathering. This time it will be a social visit later on this week where I'll have a chance to show several of them my little play space. Perhaps we'll be able to explore the suspension possibilities of those lovely eye-bolts installed in the ceiling beams. If this works out, I'm sure there will be pictures to share!