I resigned from work today. Gave them a good allowance of notice before I do finally go. And am organising a Goodbye To Here lunch. And gave notice on my flat on Friday.
Plus am going to be kidnapped and fed tomorrow night by the couple that corrupted me with the sex shop visits last Monday, and my mates from yesterday want to catch up again next weekend.
Which would be nice and all, but a majority of my concentration is in the Over There direction, where Mistress doesn't sound like she is having that great a time of it. Even taking into consideration my meltdowns last week, she has retracted into herself again when it comes to communicating with me. Which makes me bite my lip and grind my teeth, both of which are not in the good ways.
Which would be nice and all, but a majority of my concentration is in the Over There direction, where Mistress doesn't sound like she is having that great a time of it. Even taking into consideration my meltdowns last week, she has retracted into herself again when it comes to communicating with me. Which makes me bite my lip and grind my teeth, both of which are not in the good ways.
I am here for you babe. And soon, I will be there for you, as well as Sir.
Fear swallowing for the day, mission accomplished.
Fear swallowing for the day, mission accomplished.
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