My ramblings lately.
I’m starting to feel better. Drop and the stomach flu hit at exactly the same time. Talk about a major mind fuck.
I was convinced that N never wanted to see me again. We have plans for friday.
I was convinced that because I have feelings for her I in some way broke a promise to sir. Turns out it was more a promise to myself.
There is a real learning curve for me when it comes to my relationship with Sir. I’m allowed more than I could have thought. I don’t just mean in the kinky stuff, but I’m allowed to be happy. I’m still trying to figure out what that is, but I’m trying.
Today at work, I’m trying. I know not much will get done, but I’m here and that’s also a good start.
Slave Stories for My Sir 