Saturday, 7 June 2008

Something's missing, something's lost...


We met as arranged, and it was good to see Him.


It had been a long time.


We entered the hotel room, and I proceeded to go through my usually required ritual, only to be stopped, before my clothes were removed.

He was moving us a long at a furious pace, and in an instant paddle blows were raining down on me.


Hard and fast, harder and faster.


That describes our encounter completely.


Something had changed.


And I'm not sure it will change back.

1 comment:

Mya said...

I was curious...and a little worried when you didn't post for so long. I am glad you are still there :)