Exhibitionist Diary – Monday 10th February 2020

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Ha told me she’d been invited to the dinner at Sarah’s on the 22nd! I guess more moral support would be good, but on the other hand I was kind of hoping that it would look as much like a date setup as possible with just the four of us.

And then this evening I went to Mel’s again. For a change she didn’t even make me wait naked in the hallway, and I don’t know what that means. She asked me how rehearsal for my performance was going and I had to tell her that I hadn’t started but I had bought everything. She wasn’t impressed as she said six or seven weeks was not a lot of time to rehearse and perfect it, because the last thing anyone wanted to see was a bad striptease!

But five minutes later I was tied at the ankles, knees, wrists and elbows at my sides and trying to update her accounts! It’s just an impossible way to work, but it gets me so horny it’s unbelievable. I don’t know if I’m more or less productive really, because I’m full of energy.

There was a bit of a backlog, though, because of the tax return taking up so much time the past few times, and right at the end Mel produced a big pile of receipts that she’d found! So I’ll have to go through those in two weeks.

And the bad news was Mel reminded me that I had photos to upload to that website still, and that if wanted my abstinence to end then that would be the only way. She said if I uploaded them she wouldn’t impose abstinence on me for another month. It almost feels like I’ve won a bit more by holding out, so I’ll see if I can last longer and get some more concessions!

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