I guess getting home early enough last night meant I could still make it out for the park run today. And the weather was so bad! I’m quite proud of myself for doing it, and even Mel looked like a bit of a drowned rat in the rain!
Mel told me that she expected a rehearsal of my routine on Monday, so I’ve spent this afternoon practicing. I really don’t know why I’m doing it now. It’s like a dream, or someone else agreed to it.
Nothing back from Ellie yet. Also, this extra day in February leap year thing is weird!
I’m feeling really confident suddenly, now that I’ve had a new adventure, and was totally up for going on after work on Friday. The problem was that nobody else wanted to stay out! So we had a couple of drinks and then I came home.
I’ve messaged Ellie to see if she wants to meet up sometime.
“It took a while but we were finally used to a nude housemate. Then we’d forget that it wasn’t the way everyone saw her and dinner guests would have to get over their shock too.”
I spent the whole of today either working or day-dreaming about Saturday night. I haven’t heard anything from Mark, and I’ve no idea how I’d contact Ana (apart from the Belarusian embassy!), and I’ve absolutely no idea what the protocol is around threesomes! Was that the only one? Are they going to call me again? Do they just pick up random women all the time? And maybe men too?
So much to think about.
I can’t work out whether being a submissive naked slave on a Monday night and the extra in a threesome at the weekend is a good or a bad thing. I feel like when I read these lines back in years to come I might think it’s the best years of my life or I’m the most lost fool imaginable.
Oh: and Pilates. I’m still being good about that.
“This guy was trying to pick me up online and just didn’t seem to believe I wasn’t into him. So I said I’d send him a picture of my girlfriend.”