M&N Blog

 An adventure is planned for us to visit Las Vegas. We have a weekend in sin city planned. Will we gamble our funds away, or pick up a prostitute?  Nothing goes as planned.  We meet at the hotel bar. And have some fun kisses. It is wonderful to connect again and get to embrace each other.  It is about time to check-in. We grab our bags and head to the counter. Expecting a sooth check in, we are shocked when told that we have been upgraded to a suite. I ask why, you slightly slap my arm and whisper, who cares? Shrugging it off, we get our digital keys and are told where the room is, near the top floor.  We make our way down the hall way, into the elevator, and up many flights.  As we get to our floor; we find only a few rooms are on this floor and we head to the door of our room. We unlock the door and enter. Our jaws hit the floor as we are in a near perfect room. There is a hot tub, a huge bed, full kitchen, and a chamber maid. She offers to help us put ou...

Shortly after moving into our new home we met the neighbors. Had a few grill outs, some nice dinners and even a semi-neighborhood pool party at their home. They seem like the usual typical Americans, enjoy hosting parties which suits us fine as it is right next door and we can leave to go back to our dwelling at any time.  After the majority of the folks left their pool party we stayed to help clean up and tidy the area.  All the while we are cleaning up, conversing has occurred and again, we were invited back the following weekend for a special type of party. It did not mean much to us at the time, just thought it would be another dinner or semi-private cook out.  The week progressed as normal, work, kids stuff, and enjoying each other’s company. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary and we were looking forward to the weekend. Friday eventually rolls around and after a long week we question if we even want to go to the party that night. You want to go and yet I am sort of r...

 As a way to bond together, and spend some quality time with each other we decide to sign up for a pottery class. The class meets one night a week for an hour and we are taught how to making a variety of pottery items. Items range from bowls, vases, cups, mugs and planters. The class is pretty small, the teacher seems knowledgeable in the art of making, pottery and after a few weeks we start to get the hang of this type of art work.  There are add-ons we can choose from, such as taking extra advanced classes, spending time in the studio to work on other pieces, as well as some one-on-one learning opportunities.  We first decided to take up some advanced classes and got to make some pretty cool things, a big planter for our front porch, some his and her mugs which had some cool bleeding techniques in the color and a couple of plates for our dinners.  One day we decided that we want to get some solo studio time and sort of expected the teacher to be on hand and help gu...

The night was cool, rain had started to gently fall. Miz readied herself for bed. A long night shirt and some comfortable panties would be tonight’s apparel. The sound of the rain against the windows made for a soothing and calming sound. Tonight would be like any other she thought. But this would not be the case.  A few hours into sleep, Miz is awoken by a tremendous sound outside. What could it be? As she gets up from her slumber and peers out the window, there is a great flash of light, blinding even. Given the hour of the night, this makes no sense. Before she knows it, beings are encircling her in the safety of her bedroom.  A cold chill runs through Miz, these faces are not even recognizable. Are they even human? She has no idea. As she looks around, she feels the cold grasp of their appendages grabbing her. Miz blacks out.  Hours later, but unbeknownst to her, Miz is awoken to find herself in a very unknown environment. The room looks sterile, hospital-like even. I...