Live (after) the Unexplained S&M Party - narrative
(Accompanying photo is in the entry right before this one.)
10:30 pm, back on the train, Chicago stop on the red line now. The S&M party wasn't nearly as naughty as I thought it might be - in reality, Josephine's dungeon (Illusions) was hosting a fundraiser for a transgendered activist group, and the dominatrices (dominatrixes?) were "on the clock" as far as hostess capacities, but with no clients and no beatings, no nudity, no sex, etc. Someone did get me high, though, and there was a free buffet, and this incredibly beautiful girl gave me her phone number, all with no cover, so who am I to complain, really?