When it finally faded, I felt like I’d been turned inside out. It was the most incredible orgasm I’d ever felt. Wonderful sensations and this incredible floaty feeling danced through me, and all I could do was relax into Preston’s broad chest. There was no room for embarrassment or fear when I felt so safe and so perfect.
OMG!! He asked for my personal email address!! You’ll never guess what he sent me!!
A dirty meme!!
Well, it was some cat video meme thing that looked like the cat was some kind of Dom BDSM kink cat but still…that means something right? You guys had mixed messages about that accounting meme but this…it has to mean something…Right?
Off to have another panic attack…and maybe ice cream.
Some of you are going to roll your eyes but do you remember the drunk blogging? I have his personal email address now. Do we really think drunk curious me is a good idea with that information? It would go bad. So ice cream it is unless I have supervision and someone can keep my phone away from me.
I have his personal email address!!!
What do you think he’s trying to tell me?
Oh dear…is he supposed to be the cat Dom or am I? (Prayer to all the dirty gods throughout history…please don’t let him be a sub too…maybe I do need alcohol after all)
Two months, one week until first date
