Okay....so my last post was about not being in the "mood"...so I thought it was most appropriate to point out that my body simply likes to torture me. I am in lust now...now...when Beloved is still at work...now...when the earliest Beloved Master would be home is in three hours, by which point my lust will have been swallowed by Boy the Destroyer, who doesn't mean to, but quickly stomps out my desire for anything but peace and quiet....now...when Beloved has planned to be away for the evening, even if Boy didn't crush my libedo with unending rounds of ABCs...
*soft sigh*
yes, I do get the irony....and it's pure torture.
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