They sat us at a quiet table by the window....... and we were both starving and ordered comfort foods... Sir was exhausted after His day of running model trains for the public ..... but He delighted in telling me about the children that came to their area.. the little guy that we guess may have been autistic... the gymnastic one who turned cart wheels.. the little girl who videoed the running of the trains...
And like the big kid Sir really is.. He regaled me with tales of riding the tram car.. of seeing the big diesel engine (i think it was the diesel one) moved out onto the tracks.. of His plans to ride the garden train today........
And i just sat there listening.. half listening.. smiling inside because it felt so good to have Him sitting across from me.........
and i told Him how i had done my task for the day.........
remember those clamps i had had to put on my pussy the day before?? every hour on the hour for 20 minutes.. Well Sir's parting words to me as He left at the crack of dawn was.. "Put the clamps on the nipples today". UGH i hate nipple clamps.. on nipples.. on pussy lips.. yummy.. on nipples yucky...
There was no play this weekend.. no time or energy for play.......... And this morning up early to make sure Sir was off to the trains again......... and a day alone again........ and no Sir coming back tonite...
It feels very strange to have a weekend by myself (relatively speaking) being in charge of the TV remote.. being able to watch what TV shows i want ... eating when i want.. what i want........... just feels damn weird !!!
BUT Sir brought me one thing to brighten up my aloneness...
even the cats have known better than to attack them.........
and next weekend... is another weekend.........
ohhhhhhhhhhh i hate nipple clamps. with a passion. But now that i even thought about them Sir will tell me tomorrow probably to put them on lol.
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