1 January 2013
Last night. I went on pof. Got thrills. Missed you. Still miss you. Feel guilty. Feel like I need punishment to acknowledge, deal and more on. I have my rule book. It just about fits in my current handbag. Which I'm very happy about. I don't care that it's January. I care about out new beginnings. I had my ten minutes this morning, after midnight. Actually about ten to 4. Clever girl aren't I. Managed to get very frustrated but tiredness took hold and it was bearable. Please don't change the rules to make it harder. It is still an awful thing to get through..in a way. I was thinking I may like to be naughty at work. May. Just letting you know. Not asking or telling. I hope with this blog I am allowed to let my thoughts run and share them with you, without fear. Enough typing for now. I am exhausted. Thinking if I'll have conditions imposed. Like a minimum word count. Non sexual instructions. Curious as to what will come. Hopeful that you are into this, into me, that I won't bore you and that you won't desert me..
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