We've been going through some honeymoon spell the last few days. Don't know exactly what triggered it, but we've been playing like mad. Maybe it's the date I've made with him to meet me at the Read House in Chattanooga in a couple of days and play out a first date. We're pretending it's our first meeting (the one he was two hours late arriving at) all over again. I'm pretending to benew to bondage and he's pretending he's never met me before and we're going for drinks and flirtation before retiring (well, he's supposed to woo me into his love nest) where we will do unspeakable acts. Okay, I'll get tied up at some point and do a whole lot of grovelling and gasping, and breathing. Lots of deep breathing.
But all this is in reference to the fact that for the last two days I have felt as if everything tight and clinched in me had melted away. I've felt all warm and happy, whether being 'chastised' or discussing future genital piercings for Christmas.
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