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Bondage Rope?

I remember reading somewhere on my friends list about a good alternative to the expensive bondage rope found in sex stores, though I can't remember who it was who said it, and the actual details. I think it was a certain type of mountain-climbing rope, but can't guarantee it or what type.

Anyone?

I vaguely remember it either being elfs or fred_bear (hmm, fine company, that's for sure!) but again, can't guarantee it.

As for why I'm asking, I'll leave that up to your imagination.

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missedangel
Feb. 5th, 2008 12:41 pm (UTC)
LOL...now that comment becomes all the more funny when put in context of your current living arrangements.

Cotton rope is good. (Is also available in 12mm black from spotlight.)

No experience with said magicians rope.

travisjhall
Feb. 5th, 2008 12:57 pm (UTC)

Yeah, I've been doing that a bit lately. Another good line from the recent con came when discussing the cards drawn to indicate initiative order in a Deadlands game: "I'm the other queen tonight... which, considering my housemate, is something I normally avoid saying."

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I wake in vain
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And in the flames
Her shadows play in the shape of a man's desire

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Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

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This way she moves in the logic of all my dreams
This fire burns
I realize that nothing's as it seems

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

I dream of rain
I lift my gaze to empty skies above
I close my eyes
This rare perfume is the sweet intoxication of her love

I dream of rain
I dream of gardens in the desert sand
I wake in vain
I dream of love as time runs through my hand

Sweet desert rose
Each of her veils, a secret promise
This desert flower
No sweet perfume ever tortured me more than this

Sweet desert rose
This memory of Eden haunts us all
This desert flower
This rare perfume, is the sweet intoxication of the fall

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