Right now. I'm calm.
No pain in my chest from anxiety and worry. No heart ache. No tears
Bill and I just had sex.
It was awesome. As it usually is.
It really really bugs me to think that he's right. Right about me needing to be fucked by my Sir. That it's the cure all. But I'm so much calmer. It's scary.
I love him so very much
I know I give him stress. I just was not in control, I was panicking, I was terrified, I was ready to run. By run I mean leave him.
He says, you're not going anywhere, I'm not done with you (makes me smile).
My Sir. *happy sigh* I love him so
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