About a week ago, Alaska asked me to drive him to a client’s upcoming new home (or however you want to say it. I’m not a Realtor® and I don’t technically care about the technicality of it 😉 )…
… because the new home buyers wanted to take some measurements for some stuff they were moving in and other stuff they wanted to buy, yadda. yadda…
The thing about it was, we had already made a different type of plan to spend time together.
Have lunch, watch some cool stuff on the computer…
Other stuff… (I really like the other stuff!)
Monday night I finally decided to talk to Alaska about his lack of respect for my time and money.
It started with, “Get me a beer.”
As I walked to the kitchen to get a new beer that *I* had paid for (since he drank the rest of my last 6-pack – that I paid for…), I grumbled, “You know, just a little appreciation and thanks goes a long way.”
“What’s that?” He asked.
I repeated myself.
Last week Dreamboat PM’d me on Facebook to invite me to a costume party.
It’s an Egyptian Steampunk Costume Party.
Sounds fun, right?
As you may or may not know, I am not a social events type of girl – especially if I don’t know anyone there and I don’t arrive at the choice to go there on my own.
That latter bit is something I just learned about myself. Maybe it seems dumb that I didn’t see that before now, but I am stubborn. If I feel any pressure at all to do something I don’t want to do, I then want to do it even less.
Recently I have been forcing myself to get out and do those different things, but they are events and environments and times of my choosing. That way I can feel a little more in control of the situation… and I can leave whenever I want.
It seemed as though Alaska may have missed me while I was away last weekend. However, this time he actually remembered I would be gone.
I actually shared my google calendar with him after he’d forgotten numerous times that I would be away for something or other… When he asked me why, I told him that was the reason.
The first time he called or even attempted contact was Sunday morning while my crew and I were getting ready to return home. He even made a joke!
“We’re on our way out right now,” I said. “Would you like me to call you when I get back into town?”
He snickered a little and said, “No! I do not want you to call me when you get home!” Then we both busted out in laughter. It’s a rare occasion that he plays around like that, if at all.
“Okay. It will be after 3 before I call. Have a good morning,” I replied and ended our call.
I’m doing a work project for Alaska right now…
When someone approaches you about dating, how do you address the whole kink issue?
She made daddy super happy tonight
That she was in bed half naked and thought about me for a second
A lot of seconds…
Was she playing with herself?
What was she thinking?
I was just thinking about you… Being with you… How very kind you are to me…
How I might like sitting on your lap and being cuddled and how I might like to kneel before you and see what it’s like with you.
What daddy would like is for us to grow together and communicate better to make each other stronger. Because the stronger daddy’s sub is, the stronger daddy is
You make it sound so nice and perfect…
Well, it will take work and nothing is perfect
I’m glad you said that. Thank you!
Daddy gets this feeling that she gets a little more in to daddy every time we talk?
You are correct. Every once in a while when we’re chatting, thinking of you gives me butterflies… I thought my butterflies had left me.
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I may or may not have misbehaved this past weekend… 😉
Good morning, Sunshine! Happy Saturday 😀
What are you up to?
Running errands and going to the eye doctor.
What’s wrong with your eyes?
I get new glasses. Woo hoo!
Oh, new glasses. Nice.
I was gonna see if you could come over for a quickie. lol
Darnit! I’m all the way across town.
Well, give me a shout on your way back. If I’m not working, you can stop by for a few.