Times were certainly different back then! There was this thing called vetting. Get used to it. There was a budding website that featured a Domme Directory maxfisch , but it was still very new. I ended up contacting Mistress Avalon and supplicating myself to her. We used to have to show deference to our Domme Elders.
I had to prove to her that I was a valid Domina and that I had a skill set. What I mean by this it was an indication that I understood how to place a print ad in the publication. I think she might have even asked if I had been in more than one edition they were published quarterly. It was a measure of validation. I totally understand her point of view now.
At the time it was frustrating. I sought out a different rental experience. I ended up negotiating with Mistress Nadine to use her space for my October visit. I booked my airfare and hotel and thought that everything was set.
Of course I ran to the television and turned it on to see exactly what was going on. The second tower collapsing is what I saw. There was nothing you could do but watch in horror. I did what everyone else in my area did for the next few days: I listened to the news, read newspapers and generally felt numb about the whole situation.
As time passed, I started to think about my trip that was booked for the latter portion of October. Should I cancel it? Mistress Nadine was very cool about the entire situation. Her space was in Soho and still accessible.
