I haven’t been writing here enough to please You, it’s so hard for me to express all of my thoughts and emotions on paper here for the world to see.  It makes me feel so vulnerable and open to criticism, which is really terrifying for me.  I have lived my life wrapped in a cocoon of perfection, striving for most of my life to meet everyone’s needs and winning approval and admiration.  But never in any of those years was I honest about who I am or what I want. You saw that within moments of meeting me, also making me feel vulnerable.   I absolutely love the time I spend with You, its extremely liberating to not be expected to be anything other than what You tell me to be, to not have to do anything other than what You tell me to do.  It’s all I want. 

                I have hated this week, where my schedule has prohibited me from being with You and I know the coming weeks will be just as bad with fall break coming up and that my opportunities to serve You will be limited.  My knees ache to kneel in front of You, my mouth aches to serve You and receive Your cum, my bottom aches to feel Your correction.  I am so anxious for our time together this week, I would have come to You last night even though I was exhausted.  I am grateful that You knew I wouldn’t be able to serve correctly that tired.