counting days
I am feeling restless and naughty. Trying to soothe the sting from the fact that Jack has still not called. Fuck me and he’s gone. Strangely, that has never happened before and while my pride is a bit bruised- I am doing my best to recover from it. I have two potential dates set up for tomorrow. I can’t decide which one I want to reschedule on. One is more local and I think will be more accessible on a day to day basis. The other one is Dom and will likely tie me up and supply me with some of the BDSM play I have been aching for since I came home from vacation.
All I know is that right now there’s not much I would not do for a fat hard cock to sit on right now. Maybe I should call Tom later tonight. I think he’s on my calendar for Friday night.
I’m not sure I can wait that long. fuck.
Well, if anything, I’d be WILLing to give you a few good spanks, upon that delectable tush of yours…
…Long Island…New York…~(poof)~~
like, magic~:)
~x~Will