Ophidian's Road Trip to Oakland lat weekend....
Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 7:32 pm
I was hoping dying to see (Andy) would have made it as my Chewbacca co-piloting my Wrangler SE off road assault vehicle on the 14.5 hour epic journey last Saturday but he had some gay-ass family event he needed to be at Sunday night so I launched the expedition solo at 9am on Saturday morning.
My pilgrimage was to a vertical wind tunnel (one of only six in the country) to practice my death defying moves in the safety of a wind tunnel before taking them back to the sky summer 09.
Rolled into Oakland/Union City close to midnight with the top down, looking very white and realized that it was not a good area. Found an In And Out Burger and checked into the Holiday Inn Express, took a shower and found a bar across the street. My over inflated ego took over a table of San Fran
8.5s in no time with an onslaught of skydivng and rock climbing stories that got one of them wet, and she was fascinated I drove all the way down to unlease my made skills in a vertical wind tunnel. She had to mention she had a boyfriend, but after seeing my Washington plates, she enacted a 500 mile rule and realized I wasn't from around there and we wound up back at my room and fucked for over four hours before waking up for round two. I'm not sure when exactly it occurred but right around 5am when I was thrashing her clit with my toungue and she dug her nails into the back of my head while arching her back and having her fourth orgasm - I realized...........I really do rock!
Made it over to the vertical wind tunnel that morning and got ready for some serious Ophidian induced madness and executed all my precision moves withing the time I had reserved, waiting for my video to get edited and got back to the hotel for a few laps in the pool. My bitch called a few hours later and said that she had been "having sex" and "making love" with her boyfriend in their relationship but she actually got "fucked" last night and wanted to do it again. Willing to take her clit to the next level of orgasmic evolution, the one and only Ophidian had to get it back on again.
And as is my M.O., I had to leave by the following afternoon after firing off another round and saying our goodbyes.
I had some businesss to take care of in the Bay area on the way back and when I was done I had no time whatsover to wait at a toll line on the Oakland Bay Bridge and challenging fate and destiny after seeing a sign over the bus/transit lane that said maximum fine $1000 imposed for use of bus lane, I shot through it going 75mph and made it through without any blue and red lights coming in behind me. Cameras? yeah, I know they only use them on the Fastrak/carpool lanes. Bus/transit violations have to be by cops pulling you over. Once again, I rock!
It was early evening by then and it was becoming obvious that I would be covering alot of ground in the dead of night - Ophidian style and blew over the mountains by midnight, with Dream Theater's Images and Words carrying me well into sunrise a few hours later. It was somewhere along that journey that I lost myself and in the process found myself again. Almost falling asleep Tuesday morning coming in Oregon, I needed a shot of pheremones again to get my mind working and I grabbed the hot SF 8.5's Brazillian cut, lace panties I had in my back pack and had to smell them again - sure the family of four alongside me looked over in horror as I drove past them but its all par for the course on a road trip.
I made it back that night to Petsmart's Hotel/Boarding in Tukwila to grab my dog and go over his "Pawgress Report" with one of the chicks that monitored his crazy nonsense in daycare and his boarding unit and got home in time to hit the Pickled Onion in the Renton Highlands for some Wild Turkey and Heineken.
Over 1,600 miles
14 Red Bull
3 Cans of Skoal Vanilla Blend
98 gallons of fuel
5 In And Out Burgers
40 minutes in a vertical wind tunnel
6 condoms and
1 Ophidian on a mission later.....................he has returned triumphant under blood red skies.
My pilgrimage was to a vertical wind tunnel (one of only six in the country) to practice my death defying moves in the safety of a wind tunnel before taking them back to the sky summer 09.
Rolled into Oakland/Union City close to midnight with the top down, looking very white and realized that it was not a good area. Found an In And Out Burger and checked into the Holiday Inn Express, took a shower and found a bar across the street. My over inflated ego took over a table of San Fran
8.5s in no time with an onslaught of skydivng and rock climbing stories that got one of them wet, and she was fascinated I drove all the way down to unlease my made skills in a vertical wind tunnel. She had to mention she had a boyfriend, but after seeing my Washington plates, she enacted a 500 mile rule and realized I wasn't from around there and we wound up back at my room and fucked for over four hours before waking up for round two. I'm not sure when exactly it occurred but right around 5am when I was thrashing her clit with my toungue and she dug her nails into the back of my head while arching her back and having her fourth orgasm - I realized...........I really do rock!
Made it over to the vertical wind tunnel that morning and got ready for some serious Ophidian induced madness and executed all my precision moves withing the time I had reserved, waiting for my video to get edited and got back to the hotel for a few laps in the pool. My bitch called a few hours later and said that she had been "having sex" and "making love" with her boyfriend in their relationship but she actually got "fucked" last night and wanted to do it again. Willing to take her clit to the next level of orgasmic evolution, the one and only Ophidian had to get it back on again.
And as is my M.O., I had to leave by the following afternoon after firing off another round and saying our goodbyes.
I had some businesss to take care of in the Bay area on the way back and when I was done I had no time whatsover to wait at a toll line on the Oakland Bay Bridge and challenging fate and destiny after seeing a sign over the bus/transit lane that said maximum fine $1000 imposed for use of bus lane, I shot through it going 75mph and made it through without any blue and red lights coming in behind me. Cameras? yeah, I know they only use them on the Fastrak/carpool lanes. Bus/transit violations have to be by cops pulling you over. Once again, I rock!
It was early evening by then and it was becoming obvious that I would be covering alot of ground in the dead of night - Ophidian style and blew over the mountains by midnight, with Dream Theater's Images and Words carrying me well into sunrise a few hours later. It was somewhere along that journey that I lost myself and in the process found myself again. Almost falling asleep Tuesday morning coming in Oregon, I needed a shot of pheremones again to get my mind working and I grabbed the hot SF 8.5's Brazillian cut, lace panties I had in my back pack and had to smell them again - sure the family of four alongside me looked over in horror as I drove past them but its all par for the course on a road trip.
I made it back that night to Petsmart's Hotel/Boarding in Tukwila to grab my dog and go over his "Pawgress Report" with one of the chicks that monitored his crazy nonsense in daycare and his boarding unit and got home in time to hit the Pickled Onion in the Renton Highlands for some Wild Turkey and Heineken.
Over 1,600 miles
14 Red Bull
3 Cans of Skoal Vanilla Blend
98 gallons of fuel
5 In And Out Burgers
40 minutes in a vertical wind tunnel
6 condoms and
1 Ophidian on a mission later.....................he has returned triumphant under blood red skies.