I think this is a repeat but still very true. 600 miles from home and I miss my Dragon.
I miss his scent.
I miss the scratch of his beard.
I miss his hands.
I miss the way he can't keep his hands off me.
I miss fixing his breakfast and packing his lunch.
I miss the way he takes care of me before he takes care of himself.
I miss sex.
I miss spanking
I miss our kinky play
And yes, I even miss punishment.
My backside needs a good barn burner. One of those that has me gasping for breath and fighting back tears. Just the thought of it makes me hungry for his touch.
I even crave ginger. Who in their right mind craves that obnoxious, burning root?
Geez. I am pathetic.
No baby yet. We have a date set for induction. I am more nervous than she is.
Family new. I.have finally made a stand. NO MORE BULLYING! I AM NOT A DOOR MAT
My mom is upset with me but it needed to be done. She was trying to evict a disabled lady from a rental property I own. She lives there rent free because I said so. My house. My rules. Not hers
I thought it was going to be hard but I find that I am actually relieved