| maihri |
Bum is getting better slowly...perhaps a light spanking next week, she says wistfully? May have a setback though- Cinders managed to purchase some gladrags and will go to the ball, hurray! So now I have to do something really, really difficult, put on my dancing shoes and NOT dance. Hmm, impossible. I can hear them calling me from the wardrobe, resistance is futile...
Have promised Himself that I will limit myself to the occasional slow shuffle, followed by a long sitdown. Humph, dull! Still, better than not going at all. I wonder when I'll be able to wear jeans again?
I feel for Tryst with her broken nose. Good grief, reading these pages, one would think IC was populated with a load of old crocks!