Being Boiled?

Question for readers, a famous pop group, but a song that definitely wasnt a major hit for them, remember it? Answers at end of blog, as per usual.

Today, I had a flotation tank session planned already, which is something I look forward to, for so many reasons. However, sadly I have to report that since Friday, the state of my back, more specifically my spine, hasnt been good. So yesterday, I checked to see if the infra red sauna might be available for a session prior to the float, as heat does it some good. Oh, and as mentioned previously, I set myself up to try it, enclosed in a sauna suit.

My amusement started when it was given to me. Yes, it was a wonderful shade of metallic silver, and elasticated everywhere, to keep the heat in, of course. Oh, and hooded too! Quite seriously, all it needed was gloves, socks/boots, and a face cover in metallic silver, and I’d have had the perfect robot look. Oh fine, I would have loved that, but anyway… I did actually find I was also provided with a pair of gloves (non matching, unfortunately), but only after the event, sadly!

So then, in I go, to be ‘boiled’ (I called it roasted at the time, but boiled works for the video) at 140 degrees, for about 30 minutes! In truth, about 10 minutes in, I stood up, and yes, the spine was a lot more obliging, even then. OK, and to ‘excite’ the guys (and maybe a few girls?), I could feel the sweat dripping down between my boobs, quite profusely, even under the suit!

But yes, seriously, if someone had popped a helmet over my head, I could easily have believed I was being turned into a robot. Sadly, not to be! Yes, I was almost disappointed when the heating bars went off, as my session was over. Mind, I kept the ‘robot suit’ on until it was time to go in the pod, no shock there.

Will I do it again? Oh, absolutely! Would I love to do it with matching gloves, footwear, and face cover, even more so!

Oh yes, and the flotation pod session was fun too. I managed to get Clara to come out to play again, and she even sounded disappointed when the music started back up, and she had to let me back into my mind. Maybe before the dance routine in March, I should let her stay, lol? Mind, she might find my body less receptive to her own to classy dance steps, lol?

Right, video time. A very early Human League song, a while before they became really famous. I picked this video over the standard one, because of the silver outfits. I would say why couldnt I be offered a part like that (I would have been 16 when it was made), but its a Russian movie, in the Soviet era, so that might be why? Therefore I know nothing of the movie, beyond this.

 

I am still human, I think?

Mind, after this morning, if someone checked the base of my back, and found a USB port, nothing would surprise me! There is actually an old posting on Fembot Central, clearly photo-shopped, of someone’s neck, complete with jack plug hole, USB port, and another similar item, seemingly within the lay of their flesh. As I say, not real now, but in about 30 years time, I wouldnt be surprised to see it in the slightest. Except I wont be around to see it by then, but anyway…

Ah, the delights of Physiotherapy! Oh, believe me, it was delightful. To be fair to her, she knows my kink, and is more than happy to play to it, believe me. I wouldnt yet be surprised to turn up next week to find a full electric stimulation bodysuit in metallic silver, knowing her! Probably not, but if she did, would I wear it, you bet I would!

So anyway, today started off going through the details of my issues, and some general back work first. Then I felt something placed over the problem area of my back, and next thing I know, is some delicious electrical pulses running through the area. Clearly I was enjoying it far too much (I was almost purring, to be fair), because the power got turned up, and then turned up again. Oh, I was in heaven, believe me. I think, but dont quote me on this, as I was in so much bliss by then, it got turned up again just before the timer kicked in, and switched it off. I suspect there is more, and over the next 4 weeks, I’m sure I will experience more, as she tries to see if I have actually got an electricity limit, but not sure I have! We will see!

Important thing, yes, its done a lot of good. I’m not how much was back improvement, and how much was my spine numbed by high voltage, but either way… Yes, its still easier tonight, for sure, though slightly less so, as I suspect the endorphin effect is wearing off! But still, I managed to bend down to be able to put the cat food bowls on the floor at teatime, instead of the usual last few inches drop!

As stated, I plan 4 more visits, which is about all I can afford, even with bonus due at end of month, unless she actually turns me into a robot first, which she might well try. Lets face it, I’m more likely to bleep at all that electricity, than complain! If anyone wants to pay for more, or wants me to suggest to her just how high that voltage should go, message me, and I’ll provide Paypal details lol!

OK, video time. I think I’m still only human, flesh and blood, though after 4 more weeks, I might be robot, circuitry, and wiring. Yes, I wish! So, something from the 1980’s…

Do you want me, baby?

Fine, much as I suspected, changing the advert on the dating agency to woman seeking woman, has proved a complete failure. I’ve not even had one message, let alone the chance of anything more! Funnily enough, one of the men I was talking to before is still in contact, but thats about it, and for whatever reason, he seemingly wants to do no more than chat, saying that I’m too far away, even if it is only about 20 miles!

Oh, and the guy from Houston who was so interested, not a whisper on when he’s actually coming to the UK, so I’ve written him off too! And until the passport actually arrives, I couldnt do much on that front either.

On that subject, funny story. On Monday, I got a letter from the passport office, asking me to prove I’d also changed my name on my driving licence, as no record of doing so had shown up. So I rang them, and told them the very good reason for that, I dont drive, therefore dont hold a driving licence, so I had no need to change it. She wasnt quite as shocked as people when I say I dont have a cell phone, but quite good, all the same. Anyway, I gather that was the last issue, so hopefully it will arrive soon. I hope so, as I have 1 registration to arrange when it does, and another that I will have to follow up with, after tomorrow, as another are doing an interim thing until it gets here, so they can put me forward for a job.

Right, thats not to say that the whole dating stuff has been a total waste of time, yet.

There is one wonderful gentleman from Long Island who is interested in me, actually a relative of Jean Harlow, roughly my age, so who knows, we might get together yet, and have a wonderful time. I’d love it if it happened, he seems wonderful, we both love the old movies, though our political views are a little way apart, lets leave it at that! Of course, if he wanted to change my mind on that, in a very special way, fine by me!

The other one, of significant interest, is also in the US. Yes, I know, very annoying, though I guess if it means in the end, I get into the country, then great, but planning things in the early stages…sheesh!

Not that he wants me as a partner, he wants me as a robot! Fine, its only going to be hypnotized to believe I am one, not the real thing, but anyway…about as good as is realistic, given modern technology. There are small issues at present, and no, not just the building of the robotization chamber, I wish!

Maybe I’m just being cynical, rather than wishful, but if you asked me honestly, I suspect I’ll end up staying a singleton, and not just because I’m a robot either! I guess I’d happily take either, but I must admit, genuinely being part of the Carpenter clan would be great. But equally, if I lived out the rest of my life, as a robot, no complaints whatsoever!

Oh, and being practical at present, if anyone reading this is feeling charitable to a beaten down, unemployed, middle aged lady, I wouldnt say no! More than happy to work for money, either as human, or a robot (ha ha), if that can be easily arranged. Just feeling the despair of seeing the bank balance dropping to less pleasant levels is doing nothing for my cheerfulness at present.

Lastly, the video,, what I seem to have said in an online sense of late, at least.