J broke another paddle on my ass. Another. *sigh* my ass is getting too tough or something. Because it hurt, and it hurt bad, but used to be if he had broke a paddle on it i would have been in hysterics, and instead i was disappointed because my spanking had to be over.
i’m still majorly fruity. Brad is sick. J is still being great though. Well, other than the brief period when he came unglued and screamed and threw shit on Sunday. He’s under a lot of pressure. But, he’s helping mostly, and he’s trying to keep me going. That’s what counts.
We are hanging on… even if it is only by a thread.
Always His angel 