I'm glad you liked the outfit, although since I didn't know I was going to see you face-to-face, it wasn't a planned spanking outfit. I don't mind that you think everything I wear is spanking attire though!
It was a very beautiful day and I'm glad it started with seeing you. If circumstances had been different, you would have gotten my list (before or after the warm-up?). Most of it consisted of the usual, including procrastination and staying up too late. Of course, I probably would have scribbled "the condition of my house" once you saw the baskets of unfolded laundry and the sink of dishes!
I'm glad I'm telling you here instead though, because it's easier to write than it is it tell you the biggest item on my list. I'd probably be too damned ashamed of myself to say it out loud. Here goes:
Remember my bad-influence friend (BIF) and the time I almost slept with the ex? Her theory is that ex-sex is okay because it's known, it's familiar, and there are no strings attached if you don't want there to be. My theory is that it feeds into his ego, reinforces his need for control, and is a terrible idea. Until I go out with said friend and get a little drunk.
When that happens, no part of me wants to go home and sit all alone inducing depression (which only happens when I'm drunk!). Her theory sounds somewhat rational. Since he lives only a block from where we were, I convinced myself I was only going over to give him an important paper I had been carrying around in my purse and had been meaning to drop off for a month. He knew better, and no more than a half hour after I arrived, I was already regretting my decision and was feeling used and pathetic.
I should really put getting drunk with BIF on the list too.
Ugh.
It was a very beautiful day and I'm glad it started with seeing you. If circumstances had been different, you would have gotten my list (before or after the warm-up?). Most of it consisted of the usual, including procrastination and staying up too late. Of course, I probably would have scribbled "the condition of my house" once you saw the baskets of unfolded laundry and the sink of dishes!
I'm glad I'm telling you here instead though, because it's easier to write than it is it tell you the biggest item on my list. I'd probably be too damned ashamed of myself to say it out loud. Here goes:
Remember my bad-influence friend (BIF) and the time I almost slept with the ex? Her theory is that ex-sex is okay because it's known, it's familiar, and there are no strings attached if you don't want there to be. My theory is that it feeds into his ego, reinforces his need for control, and is a terrible idea. Until I go out with said friend and get a little drunk.
When that happens, no part of me wants to go home and sit all alone inducing depression (which only happens when I'm drunk!). Her theory sounds somewhat rational. Since he lives only a block from where we were, I convinced myself I was only going over to give him an important paper I had been carrying around in my purse and had been meaning to drop off for a month. He knew better, and no more than a half hour after I arrived, I was already regretting my decision and was feeling used and pathetic.
I should really put getting drunk with BIF on the list too.
Ugh.
