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By Fireman Chris, July 29, 2008 9:17 PM

Ten years ago this week, Sparkle and I met for the first time.

To be specific, it was on July 25, 1998. I had thought about writing something about that four days ago, but, as you may have seen, today is Sparkle’s birthday, which is a special day for us in more ways than one.

We had, of course, known each other online for sometime prior to that day a decade ago; casually at first, more intimately for the months preceding that first meeting. But on July 25, 1998, I got to hold her in my arms for the first time. Squeeze her bottom for the first time. Put her over my knee and spank her for the first time. Make love to her for the first time.

It was an eventful day.

Sparkle will also probably gleefully point out that I was late to the airport to pick her up that first day too. It really wasn’t my fault, because it is considered rather crass (and illegal) to force your way through a funeral procession that blocks traffic for 15 minutes at a critical (to your airport drive) intersection. Still, my dear girl was standing at the gate wondering if she’d made a huge mistake in flying cross-country to meet me when I came running up out-of-breath. Quite a first meeting that was.

Ten years ago tonight, Sparkle met our friend Mija for the first time. This was quite important, because Mija was, and continues to be, our “alibi”. Sparkle was ostensibly visiting her “old friend” Mija that week 10 years ago, instead of engaging in kinky lust with her someday-to-be husband. So, actually meeting Mija was quite critical to the whole thing, especially since Mija’s alibi duties included being the one who introduced us to each other. Mija also, by chance, celebrates her birthday one day prior to Sparkle, so it was a joint birthday celebration, with two birthday spankings being given.

As I said, Sparkle’s birthday hold significance to us beyond er auspicious birth, because nine years ago tonight, I asked Sparkle to marry me. She had moved out to California less than a month before (on my birthday) and I already knew that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with her.

Thankfully, she felt the same way.

The last ten years have been the happiest in my life. It’s not that there was anything wrong with the 23 years preceding July 25, 1998, but there was something missing from my life, and that something…someone came to fill that void on that day. And I am ever thankful for that.

Sparkle, my love, happy birthday to you. You are the love of my life, and, as I often say, my best friend. I love you with all of my heart, and I’m eternally grateful that you waited for me at that airport gate…and for everything we’ve shared since that day.

Happy birthday, love.

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By Fireman Chris, July 27, 2008 8:42 PM

Adding a few new blogs to my list again.

I actually added a link to Jenni Mack’s blog, My Dirty Little Secret, when I added Barbie’s blog a few weeks ago, but didn’t specifically point it out. I’d been reading her blog for some time when, lo and behold, I discovered that she is now one of Shadow Lane’s newest models in the third installment of the ever-popular Mischief Makers series.

The other blogs I’m adding are from a couple that also have a Shadow Lane connection. Radagast and Cassandra (Sandy) are friends that I met at last year’s party when they hosted the newcomers party…right across the hall from our room. They’ve also active on the Shadow Lane members chat and bulletin board and have recently become active on FetLife (as Radagast and Cassandra) .

Rad’s blog is relatively new and is called Radspace. Sandy maintains two blogs: This Cat is Crazy and The Corporal Consultant.

Speaking of FetLife, a number of friends from here have joined (and my apologies if I’ve missed anyone):

sparkle – my ever-loving wife, author of Life in Motion, Fiction in Motion and contributor to The Punishment Book
katejames – author of The Wonderful World of Kate James and Impishly: My Life, Uncensored…Raw
bridget – author of Kinky Little Girl
Erica – author of Life, Love, and Spanking According to Erica
spankingbarie – author of The Blogs of a Mid Life Crisis
Sarah_Rocks – author of Bratty’s World
Nattys – author of Natty’s Spanking Blog and contributor to The Punishment Book
shadowlane – Tony Elka, one of the owners of Shadow Lane

If there’s anyone else on there who I haven’t found yet, feel free to drop me a note or a friend request at FiremanChris.

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By Fireman Chris, July 26, 2008 10:22 AM

“I think I have a fever.”

That’s what I was greeted with when I called Sparkle while leaving work Thursday.

And no, it wasn’t an excuse to get out of a spanking or anything, she truly did feel ill. I’ve been fighting a cold this week, but hers seemed to be a totally different set of symptoms.

I asked her if she’d taken her temperature, to which she responded, “No, I thought maybe you should do that when you get home.”

Oooh, words an anally-fixated top loves to hear.

She, of course, immediately realized what she said, and hastily added, “I mean for real!”

I assured her that it would definitely be “for real” and in the “traditional manner.”

I could almost hear her gulp on the other end of the phone.

When I got home half an hour later, she was asleep on our bed. I came over, felt her forehead and told her it definitely did feel like she had a fever, and said I was going to get the thermometer.

She nervously asked, “Which one?”

Not being entirely evil, I went into the bathroom and briefly looked for the digital one we use by mouth. Unfortunately, I couldn’t find it during my extended, ten-second search.

So I returned to the bedroom, locked the door (the princess was playing across the hall) and pulled down what I like to think of as “the kinky boxes” from over the bed. You see, we have this built in cabinet on both sides of and above our bed, and the toys all reside in three fabric boxes at the top.

When I pulled out the other thermometer and a tube of lube, I turned back to find Sparkle with her panties already down in a most resigned fashion.

She squeaks so nicely when something cold is pushed into her bottom.

Three minutes later, I slipped the thermometer free (earning another squeak) and read it. Or attempted to read it.

You see, every time I’ve used this thermometer in the past, I’ve not really cared what it actually said. And Thursday, I discovered that discount rectal thermometers purchased on eBay really don’t work well, or at all.

We resorted to the digital ear thermometer that we’ve used on the princess since she was a baby, which confirmed a 101 degree temperature.

So much for the traditional way being more accurate.

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By Fireman Chris, July 25, 2008 11:56 PM

Sometimes, things get lost in translation.

Other times, they just get kinkified. (found at Engrish.com).

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By Fireman Chris, July 9, 2008 8:45 PM

So, a few months back I posted that I had joined MySpace.

I’ve been playing around a lot in “social networking” sites for about eight months now in both my vanilla and kink lives. I’m now Facebooked and LinkedIn as well, though only on the vanilla side.

It’s been a great experience: I’ve met a lot of new friends (mostly on the kink side) and reconnected with some old ones (mostly on the vanilla side). I get to see pictures of my nephew. I have a way of communicating with some of Sparkle’s family that I only see once or twice a year.

It’s no big secret that I’ve always enjoyed the online life, going back to how Sparkle and I met. It’s been an evolution, of course. Newsgroups were the big thing back in the pre-WWW, Unix shell days, along with IRC for chatting. Then there was AOL (c’mon, we all did it at some point!) and CompuServe. Then the Web came along and, lo and behold: forums and chatrooms of a different type. Now, social networking and blogs are all the craze.

MySpace has been the only one that I’ve used for kink, but as those of you who are on there know, there’s a catchphrase going around now: “MySpace hates spankos.” Maybe it’s backlash from all the bad press MySpace got a year or so ago with underage kids in their underwear (or less), but there seems to be an ongoing issue with spankos having their accounts deleted with little or no warning for specious violations of the terms of service. Some are easy to understand: post a bare butt, and you get deleted. Some are not: post a panty-clad butt, and you also get deleted because spanking is considered “violence” and that’s just not allowed.

Some spankos come back when they get booted out, others don’t. Seems every week or so, after I’ve added a couple new friends, I find out someone else is now missing from my list. The most annoying thing is that you don’t even know who it is unless you have a good handle on your friends list.

Well, thankfully, there’s a new option.

FetLife is essentially MySpace for kinky people. It operates in basically the same way, but it *gasp* actually encourages spankos, doms/dommes, slaves and other “kinksters” to come network with each other.

And it’s really quite cool.

So far, I’ve found a number of friends, from MySpace and elsewhere, on the site, and I’m doing my best to promote it, because it really is a good option to the non-kink sites out there.

I’m on there as FiremanChris (and Sparkle is on as, well, sparkle), so come check it out, and send us a friend request if you end up joining.

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By Fireman Chris, July 8, 2008 10:15 PM

I have a new friend and a new blog to share with you all. Especially since she’s been bratting me incessantly for the past week or so to write a blog post all about her.

The good news is that I’ll get to spank her for it at the Shadow Lane party next month. And trust me, I will.

Barbie and I met on the Happy Tails chat a couple months ago. Her first or second night in the chat, I believe.

Her blog, titled The Blogs of a Mid Life Crisis, began on her MySpace, but she moved it over to blogger a week or so ago. It’s not much about spanking yet…in fact, only two of 87 entries mention the “s” word…but it’s definitely written from the heart and gives you a real insight into the woman she is. And I suspect spanking will make more of an appearance the more she gets her backside reddened in the future.

And that woman is a true spanko. She’s just beginning to explore the kink, but she’s taking to it with gusto. She even wants me to use the dreaded ebony hairbrush on her, and is looking forward to the experience…and the rest of you (you know who you are) better not try to talk any sense…umm, talk her out of it.

Anyway, check out her blog: it really is good. Or go friend her on MySpace. Or check out the pics she’s posted in Happy Tails (I’ll make you search for those).

And I’ll be sure to post about how she “liked” the ebony brush when I get back from Vegas.