I woke up this morning feeling fine. Got to work and felt fine…
Then it hit me like a ton of bricks on my chest. I have a cold. I hate colds. Master says I look horrible. It’s pretty much slapped me down. This cold has said, “You can’t have a fun sex and kink filled weekend! I won’t let you!”
And I’m depressed. I wanted to have lots of fun. Master wanted to have lots of fun.
And now I have nothing to say. I feel like I’m in a cloud. This is no fair. Dang it.
–luna
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*hugs* feel better soon
i hate hate hate being sick!
Well,I would have thought you’d be very relieved. You didn’t want to give “Master” a bj for the past week and a half. Now you are off the hook!