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