Sunday, August 01, 2004

Lock Up Your Sons!

And now, my weekends are my own again. And I'm thinking about Delta. (The event, not the airline.) Men to whip. Men to chain up. Men to flog. Men to take my piss. Men to chow down on my boots. Men to pummel.

And I'm wondering if I can manage to beat any bottom boys out of the bushes before Delta rolls around in seven weeks.

Cuz it's been way too long since I've had that magic. And--what I feel I'm really needing now--to be the one creating that magic.


Down day today. Make myself something to eat. Hitting the gym. Doing some chores around here. But I think I'll find some time to wander around the yard pruning the shrubbery with my whips.

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