Granny (WWW2001 Summer)

Grannys Trip Report  July 7-14, 2001  

GRANNY DOES HEDO!  

      So as not to confuse any non-WWWers, I was the official Chaperone for this Wacky, Warped, and Wasted Summer, 2001 group.  When I wasnt lying face down (from passing out at the things I was seeing) I watched some of the most unbelieveable, unimaginable, indescribable fun you have ever seen in your life.  These folks know how to have a good time.  They are the sexiest, the craziest, the most mischievious, the sweetest, the most generous, the absolute best folks in the world.  

      Ok, enough flattery, not my style really.(just want to make sure they invite me back next year.)    

       So how did I get to be the WWW Summer Chaperone..One day I was in the local slut shop where two of my fellow WWWers , Chip and Dip shop.   And those of you that know them realize how seriously they take their shopping.  Well, Dip spotted me standing there with a huge blow-up penis under my arm and she thought that I was the funniest thing she had ever seen.  She  told Chip that I must go on the next WWW trip.    Chip looked at her like she was nuts.  They didnt adopt me that day but they came in several times a week right before their trip and like most things Dip got her way and I was on my way to Hedonism II as the official WWW Summer chaperone.  I had heard the other blow-up talk about Hedo and I was a little nervous but I was willing to take on the challenge.  Hedo, here I come.  

       Plane ridewell, I had not had a good blowing yet so I had to ride in the baggage compartment with all the other novelties these crazy humans were bringing on their vacation.  You wouldnt believe some of the stuff in there!  Rubber ducks, rubber fish, the smallest penises you have ever seen, (later found out these were really straws and the ladies loved them).  There was chocolate, and chocolate flavored everything.  I didnt realize Chip was really The Candy Man.  Dip had enough shoes in here to become the Queen of the Philipines.  But what I was really amazed by were the little ziploc bags.  There  were no food items in them, only tiny pieces of material and jewelry to match.  Oh well, I was starting to believe what the other blow-ups at the shop were talking about.  Maybe it really is A Zoo! or circus that were going to.  

       When we arrived at Hedo I was still in my deflated mood until the men at the dive shop gave me a good blowing and my spirits and the rest of me were instantly inflated.  They loved me and held onto me for at least half an hour.  (why were they laughing so hard?)  Then it was off to the WWW Welcoming party where I had the opportunity to meet King Denny and his grateful subjects.  Wow!  What a party!  What a happy and fun  group!  I even got to stand by Denny while he gave his speech.  I felt so proud!

       My next big event to chaperone was the Wet T-shirt contest.  Wow Again!! You WWW girls rule.  In my day, we thought the sock hop was a big deal.  I really appreciate getting to wear one of the Wild Women shirts with you.

      Tuesday was the PJ party.  My friends, Chip and Dip said no way was I allowed there.  No one would be chaperoned that night.  It was probably for the best from what I overheard them saying later that night in bed.   

      Wednesday was the WWW cruise and they tied me to the mast. How do they expect me to chaperone tied up.  (or was that what they had in mind).  I could see a little of the trampoline and Dip was having some chiropractor work on all her aches and pains.  Poor thing dancing all night in the disco can be hard on a girl.  (probably those damn shoes she wears too).  I also began to understand why Chip had packed so much chocolate.  It seems another woman was also in need of a massage therapist or two; however, this one preferred chocolate to oil.    This wasnt the only time the chocolate was needed by  overly stressed women during the week.  Seems everyday was someones birthday!!  

       I had the pleasure of watching the Men in Motion contest. There was one moment though that I was feeling a little concerned.  It seems one man had to hold up a pole in the dining room .  Was the building in danger of falling?  I soon forgot my worries though and  got my groove back.  Girls, we had  eye candy for sure!!   Gentlemen, you have been holding out on Granny all week! I had no idea you guys could move like that!!

(or drink like that) This event was another reason why Dip needs that chiropractor so much.  Chip wearing that wig and that flying man convinced me we were at a zoo.

     I almost forgot, one of my most important moments of the trip was saving the life of one of the MIM contestants.  I had to hold him afloat in the pool all afternoon.  His wife told him to stay put.  But that meant he would have drowned if I had not been there for him to lean on.  

       Also, I think it was Thursday that I had my most memorable experience of the weekI rode the sybian at the pool.  I do believe I was the only WWW to do that at the pool.  Im the Bomb!!  

      At the Toga Party, I was standing on stage strutting my stuff but all of you WWWers stole the show.  Your beautiful purple togas and Mardi Gras accesssories were out of this world!   It was outstanding looking out over the dining room and seeing a mass of purple.  

       After Thursday, I think I shouldnt be compensated.  I just layed around the room.  Chip came in one day and blew me before he was going to take me to the pool but he forgot to pick me up.  Oh well, from what I had seen the WWWers were for the most part very well behaved (yes, maybe an eye exam is in order) but all was in good spirit and with a lot of fun.  They are the greatest group a chaperone could hope to get.  

       After a deflated ego,  I was put in a ziploc bag (????those again???) and taken to Chip and Dips home for a couple of weeks.  Im now planning another trip and I will keep you posted as to what I am up to.  You havent seen the last of me!! I will be back!!  

       Oh yea, you know that large penis I was carrying around all week.  Well, it wasnt from some guy who misbehaved, it was My Toy.  Gotcha!!

I miss you guys.  Hope to see you again next year but if I cant make it I will make sure you have a good substitute.  (Not some old prude )  

Love and respect,  

Granny