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Slave Girl texts Daddy...

she wants her holes filled...

i have a co-worker invite you because i don't want anyone to know i like being with you. I respect you and don't want to be a creep.

You come along, ironically fresh from a hook-up the night before. I actually like that - i like how strong you are. 

I love you can be so transparent with me and also i can tell you want to be with me.

We end up at the Standard Highline huddled together under an umbrella in the rain. We drink and laugh and I miss every train home. 

You invite me to stay with you. I watch you undress freely in front of me - it’s better than i thought it would be and thought it would be. 

You get into bed with me. We don’t say a word, we just enjoy the silent company. 

Feels like our prime… so much trust, openness and love.

Los Angeles

8/10 - i tell my old friend and client all about you at some crazy meeting at Dave & Busters - You can’t believe i told her. I flet great to tell someone about you and why you are so great.

After i get back we go out to Momofuku Majordomo in the arts district!!! Yumz!

8/11 - We turo to Malibu. Go to the ranch market and beach!!

8/12 - The Roosevelt Hollywood and in-and-out!!

NYC

8/15 - Public hotel visit for the first time. Verycool japanese rooms. I could stay in that little pod with you forever.\

No matter what happens - I never want to forget how we are feeling at this time.

We text for the first time in a while, not about work...

I tell you about my HS reunion you convinced me to go to yesterday...

you reply - “Happy you're having fun!!!”

“(Thank you for the flowers they are beautiful)”

You acknowledged the flowers... and thanked me...

I‘m happy for the encouragement, but don’t acknowledge the flowers...

but i’m happy you like them...

Wasn't expecting that. Prob means nothing - but feels good.

Then you unexpectedly “like” my insta pic from the reunion and that makes me irrationally happy.

That night, I know it’s your roommate’s birthday. 

I should not look at Instagram. But I do and your outfit for the “camp” party is awesome. I love it. It’s fun and hot, like you. 

I reply to your insta story about your dog...

you reply is one word...

You send me “Pod Save America’s” insta story...

for the live show in NYC...

You send with no comment... Do you want to go with me?

I want to go with you...

I send an LAMAG sorry about “Taco Bell Opening a Hotel in Palm Springs..”

you reply - “OMG”

My brain hates this uncertainty... what’s happening?!?