Monday
Saturday night in a haze of confusion and who's in charge and should I or shouldn't I bother talking to you very much? Playing chicken? Avoiding more hurt feelings and confusion? Two submissives in the same room? Gag. Ugh. Where caveman live, Ailah? Boy cute and dumb, too. Might as well go for the young twenties if the thirties are just as wishy-washy. Get a rope or move on. Where is my apology?