He is holding the bircher and the acrylic cane that John Brownstone gifted him. “Lay down” he says and he taps the sofa with the end of the cane. “Face…
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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…
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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…
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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…
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