Wednesday, 17 February 2016


I bet you thought I was gone, or that he was really sick and ..

well no.

I mean... I do think he was fairly sick. But not THAT sick.

I haven't seen him in ages. Weeks. Months.

I miss him.

I want to play with him.

We exchange flirty emails. Very flirty emails.

One of the things I have realized in the past month is that his kink, well, beside the basic straight bdsm thing, is watching the embarrassment, the blush.

And there I was, thinking that I was disguising my discomfort.

No way. That's what he's there for. To see me squirm.

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