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Me, too. What kind of super-power is that, especially if I already have it? Feh.

It made me remember an incident from when I was about 12. I had a "toy" that was a reusable mosaic kit. It had some beautiful periwinkle pieces in it. My best friend saw me using it and commented and I told her how much I loved the periwinkle pieces. She was adamant that they were not periwinkle. Later, either that day or very soon after, my mom brought us to the Ben Franklin. Diane marched over an picked up a box of Crayolas and pulled out the crayon that *exactly* matched my tiled. She announced that I would now see that they were.....periwinkle -- the exact color of the crayon. Man, oh man, was she mad.
And I remember it, 25+ years later.

I hadn't thought about wanting to store things, but oddly enough what tempted me about the plasticine was that I could write on it with a fingernail or a stick (and even erase if I wanted to).

I knew somebody was going to do that.

But I figured "T-Bone" only really worked for me if I learned to play the damned thing.

Häftigt!

Jag blir lika förvånad varje gång...

Whoops -- okay, here goes:

1: Hop on one foot ...

It struck me as being the easiest one to cope with, work around, and/or try to render relatively inconspicuous. At least using my interpretation, which allows for a lot of lattitude on such details as how high one hops.

2: kisses that taste like whatever you want them to

Each of the other options sounded more likely to turn out to be useful in some situation, but ... well dammit, I want this one on so many different levels. The "make kissing me even more pleasant" idea, the mindfuck possibilities, just plain "that'd be COOL" reaction when reading it, being reminded of having been asked whether I could come in seven different flavours and thinking about how to accomplish that, ...

... But also there's a deeper connection into my sexuality here. I'm a switch. When I top, I'm what I think of as a "sensation top": I get off on controlling the bottom's experience, taking her on a trip that I steer, making her feel what I want her to feel. What I do may or may not resemble what most people think of first when they hear "BDSM" (though I think very few BDSMers would have any trouble recognizing what I do); it mostly amounts to "let me drive". It's not so much about controlling her body with ropes and chains or controlling her actions with commands; it's about being in control of her sensorium. It's about how intense I can make the ride for her, whether it be intensely sweet, intensely scary, intensely "tease-a-licious", or whatever. (I exaggerate slightly -- I do have other interests as well, but I've just described about 90% of what topping is to me.)

The flavoured kisses thing would be one more sensation I could control. And now that the idea is in my head, I want that.

As a sub, I want to be as pleasing as possible to my top. Being able to make my kisses taste like whatever pleases her would be fun.

As a flirt, well gee, I probably don't even need to finish that thought, do I?

3: A highly intelligent, trained squirrel

The key there was "who will stay by your side wherever you go". The squirrel seemed the least likely to cause insurmountable problems in some places. Admittedly the kid with a slingshot could be a Hell of a lot of fun in an RPG, but I think I'd wind up being exasperated. And the bloke with the sign appealed to my sense of the absurd quite strongly. But the squirrel seemed the most practical -- least likely to cause trouble, and most likely to be able to accomplish tasks on my behalf unobserved.

4: a set of pool balls

Whim.

The envelopes looked potentially useful, but just as potentially useless. The plasticine looked like the most useful for preventing boredom, and I figured I could flatten it out and write on it with a fingernail if I wanted to write (I didn't want to assume the presence of a pen, so I don't consider the envelopes automatically useful for writing on). But the pool balls struck me as weapons, fidget-toys, and meditation objects, all at once. And hey, I could try to teach myself to juggle.

But the logic was secondary. Mostly I was just in a clacky-sphere mood.

5: CuddleBunnykins

T-bone struck me as too masculine unless I were carrying a trombone around, Ricky-Ticky[...] struck me as being too long, and Schmoopy struck me as being ... well, too schmoopy! It was a least-of-several-evils decision.

6: an obscure language

I'm a vegetarian, I figured the colour thing was of limited use unless I were working in design, and between the other two, I figured I'd get a bigger thrill out of being able to use the language if the situation ever arose, than correspending situation for Monopoly game theory.

Besides, I like language.

7: an observation turret

They all sounded tempting. My second choice was the mirrors, for kinky, aesthetic, and practical reasons, with a big of mad-science mixed in. The slide sounds delightful, and similar to some ideas I've had for dream houses for a long time. The trap door seems cartoonish but I'd have to admit I've wanted one for a long time.

It came down to noticing my own behaviour since moving to a three-story house on a hill. I like being able to run up to the third floor and scope out the area.