Yesterday was a weirdly sex-filled day. Planning going to a kink party. Swapping sexy photos we’d found on Tumblr and FetLife. A bit of sexy chat. And all the while, I got more and more aroused. I could have done something at any time, but I didn’t.
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Shortly, I’ll be sat in an airport, having left TSH for a three-hour flight, won’t see him for six weeks. I went with him to get him settled in his new location and we’ve had a lovely time, tinged with that feeling of time ticking along. He’s my best friend, my lover, my confidant, my world.
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TSH and I played this afternoon. It was unexpected and very needed. And a total surprise.
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When TSH and I had our issues earlier this year, we agreed absolutely honesty going forward. No bullshit, no sugar coating.
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“You’ll never get a job if you have a tattoo,” said my mother disapprovingly. Aged 23, I came back from three months abroad sporting a tattoo in the small of my back. She hated it. But to me, it represented so much.
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