Coffee

I only drink coffee in the am. Insomnia. This morning I drank decaf out of nessessity. Ugh gross.

X Dom and i’s last go around started over my coffee habits. It was our initial means of flirting. So for a while u had a real love/hate relationship with coffee.

Now coffee means something different. When Sir is here I grind the beans fresh, use the mostly neglected french press. Set a sliver tray with China sugar bowl and creamer. A linen napkins and holder. It’s a routine I hold dear. Just thinking of making coffee in this manner makes my cunt drip.

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