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Remembering Jack…..

August 18, 2009

I met Mr. McGeorge for the first time at a bondage class he was teaching in NYC at TES back at the old Bond St Location. It was Metal Bondage to be exact. I introduced myself and told him who I was with per instructed and this seemed to mean to him I was good people. When he asked for a volunteer I practically slid out of my chair with my hand up. I spent the rest of class in a bondage bar that kept me folded up and unable to do much else. That was pretty much the start of our friendship.  I was always willing to demo bottom when he needed it.  Bondage, Knives, Fear Play; there was always something strong there and we always talked about doing something more than just doing demos.

At LLC 7 Jack and I spent several hours sitting and talking about service, D/s relationships, Master/slave relationships and his working of building his his household. Listening to his history and background on top of his knowledge made me feel honored that he would take the time out for someone like me.

He’s always been there when I needed someone to talk to and when our paths did cross he was always happy to have me there.  Doing anything for him came very easy for me. I served not because I had to, or because I was a member of his house or anything like that. I did it because I respected him.  Simple special moments I I had with him I will hold on to for the rest of my life.

Last time I saw him was end of April. He was in my town for work and so he, his partner/slave, myself and the boy went to dinner. It had been awhile since I had seen him, but conversation flowed easily as it always does with Jack. We caught up, he asked the usual father type questions making sure I was okay and I made the plea for him not to go back to the Middle East again. We talked of seeing each other again soon. M/s conference possibly and even BR. He was happy and proud that I was getting back into the public community again. Teaching and expanding my knowledge.

Losing him is like losing a father for me.  My Leather Papa, Jim, past away a year ago suddenly. Losing Mr. McGeorge is triggering those same feelings. Severe loss and uncertainty for myself. I’m trying to focus on the good things. The good times, the lessons learned, the comments whispered.

To say he will be missed is redundant. He touched so many people’s lives it’s only stating fact that he will be missed. I just think he was taken from us too soon.  I know that I already feel like the world is a little less brighter without him. He’s probably bitching somewhere that he should be somewhere else. Work to still be done. That’s just him and we all loved him for it. God bless him for that.

Forever faithful Sir.

Safe Journeys.

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  1. August 26, 2009 3:30 am

    I can only imagine this pain. But I KNOW your composure and grace at the event last weekend is a testament to him in some small way. You bring honor to his memory.

    Much love

    Mo

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