Little Things

Work was helacious last night. Busy even for us. But i felt good. Mostly. A lot of that coming from having a clear mind when i got to work.

Earlier i expressed some concern, not so much reservation, but mild worry about fitting into Mistress's household. i always do. Well, part of me writing here is so i cant hide from these thoughts. From the fears and even from the excitement... So i couldn't hide from this either. Mistress wouldn't let me.

I love that She reads this and hears me. Listens to me. And put me more at ease. i will still worry, of course, but its a learning process and i will find my place with her. i already am. She's putting there firmly.

Also, i spoke with my former yesterday.... Cordial and not confrontational at all. She really is a good lady, just a bad time and our differences were becoming more apparent. She said some sweet things and wished me well. It still saddens me. Hopefully we actually do remain friends.

And also that LH is taken care of.

In the meantime, i'm missing Master bad. i miss His touch... the caress of His voice on my soul... the scent of Him on my sheets..... on my skin.... the feel of being His...