I was going to do it. I was going to try something I had never tried before, and I was sure it was going to work. It all seemed so simple at first, so easy and so freeing. The idea, given to me by one of my friends, was so intriguing at the time I
“I have thought about what you are offering and I am willing to submit to you as my master.”The words crossed her lips with a surety and understanding above her 18 years. She would commit to her master wholly and completely, whatever that involved. A smile crossed his lips with the knowledge of this. He
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“It’s finally the 22nd of August 2023!” I jumped out of happiness. It’s midnight and I am finally 21 years old. The last one in my whole friend’s group to be 21.Generally, I am never excited about birthdays and not even this time, what I am excited about today is me turning 21. I have
Covid 19, city shut down but I’m in construction, residential electrician and still working. I’m finishing up a big remodel job that I took over from a guy who didn’t know what he was doing and lots of things are wrong. I could be here for weeks. The Fosters. husband and wife working from home