I had decided he was finally going to do it. I was going to visit a dominatrix and have my fantasy of hardsports finally fulfilled. I had been researching it online and had found Mistress Jenny, who was supposed to be one of the cruelest pro dommes in the scene. It wouldn't be cheap, as I would need to travel to New York city for the session, a four-hour drive plus a hotel room.
Dear Mom,
Thanks for the lemon bars. It'll help me stay awake during my property class. Tell Rylie that I'll bring back her mohair coat, don't have a cow.
So you were asking me about how things are going with Spalding. I was so glad you and Dad liked him when you came up to school.
I agree he's cute and has a good sense of humor, and Dad said Spal was obviously "
10/24/05
As I write this, my left leg is cuffed to the chair. I haven't been to the bathroom in thirteen hours, and Miss Stephanie has insisted that I am not working hard enough on journaling her attentions!
The misery is palpable, I must confess.
She spent most of last night teasing my poor cock to near distraction..."Now that you keep web journals, dear Goblin, the world should know what a bragging little worm you are, don't you think?
Vince looked doubtfully at Splint, kneeling naked in the corner of his own living room. Then Vince turned his head back at Sparky, who smiled at him.
God, watch her toss that ice blonde hair. When Splint began seeing Sparky, the whole crowd had been taken aback.
Sparky was overweight in kind of a sexy way--big boobs, big hair all that kind of thing. Most of Splint's friends found her unusual.