Advice from a Succubus?
[Here's a fairly familiar scene: a table, a chair, a set of handcuffs and one counselor here to answer all your questions. Or not. 'Cause it's camp, and who knows if she has a clue about whatever it is she's supposed to be doing. That table has is outfitted with some pamphlets and brochures with headings like Polyamory and You (and You, and You) and Communications: We Can Has Them.]
This is not quite what I had in mind for my afternoon.
((Anyone who's supposed to get counseling with Bo, feel free to hit me up here. Otherwise, just come bug her or mingle or whatever.ETA: I am still plugging along, but slowly. Sorry. And I'm down. Will pick up tomorrow.))
This is not quite what I had in mind for my afternoon.
((Anyone who's supposed to get counseling with Bo, feel free to hit me up here. Otherwise, just come bug her or mingle or whatever.ETA: I am still plugging along, but slowly. Sorry. And I'm down. Will pick up tomorrow.))