10th August 2011 Do you know how wet it made me watching him in the garage turning the bundle of garden canes into an instrument of torture? Watching the concentration on his face as he wound wire round the ends to hold them in place, the muscles in his hands and arms visibly working to…
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16th March 2010 20 days to go……. “My parcel arrived Slutmine” “Oh? May I see what was in it?” He sits for a moment and considers me……. “Yes, Slutmine, on this occasion I think I will share” I sit and wait and then I hear his footsteps as he walks back towards then the whistle…
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24th February 2010 I watched him build our bed yesterday. OUR bed, the bed where he will take me, use me, make me his. The bed he purchased especially for that very job. It’s made from cherry wood and has an ornate design head-board and 4 sturdy wooden posts in each corner. At the foot…
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