Lull

There’s a lull in our FLR. Life intrudes on things sometimes and the active and more noticeable parts of our FLR will be a little quieter. And that’s fine. I’ll still be the one to make the bed. I’ll still make sure the dishes are done. I’ll do the things I’m supposed to be doing and the other more steamy parts that readers like to read will take a little break. Perhaps I’ll have enough time to write up some more about camp. ;)

All is well among us, but life has intruded. I’ll wear my shackle all day, my collar at night and I’ll lock myself up on the days that I’ll be away from Madame next week, but we’ll get through it.