BDSM is Love

For the past week Master has been alone more than I have been here with him. I’m sure he misses me, I can see the look in his eye when I tell him I have to leave early or I’ll be out late. I feel bad that I’ve not been here, but I know he understands all the stuff I’m doing is important to getting my degree done, feeling healthy and improving our future together. I’ll be thinner, healthier and so much better. I’ll be receptive to doing more, endurance will improve and I’ll feel sexy. I can’t wait.

Master and I have a bit of a money crunch, but I’m sure we will make it through. Master says he’ll get paid next week if it kills him, and while I am believing it, I am still worrying. We will survive, I swear.

Tax season is in full swing and I can say I don’t have to do taxes this year. You have to make more than a certain amount and I didn’t earn sqwat! Not that I’m proud of it, but I kinda like not having to mess with taxes. Speaking of money, I am still hoping to get divorced this year.

Master and I are thinking about a tattoo for me. It would cover an existing tattoo that I got with my ex-husband. He doesn’t think it needs to be there anymore and I agree. I have a heart and the words “Te Amo” on my left thigh, in the front. He will have complete control of what gets placed there. We will have to see what the artist says can be put there. I never really know. If any of you have ideas, let me know!

–luna