My time

We drive the 30 minutes back to my apartment and I can’t stand to be near her after she said nothing to me the whole way. I grab my purse and tell her I’m going back out, I didn’t know if I would be home. I was so mad I couldn’t look at her, I just had to get out of my own apartment. I pulled out and ended up parking in the extra parking area next to my leasing office. I sat there just fumes blazing with no direction to go. 

That was until Daddy messaged, my magical secret, became my hero of the night! And fyi, he likes being called Daddy and I don’t mind since he’s never been a dad. I know, weird but it works, deal with it. Daddy saves the night and I head straight there! I did send him a teaser and how horny I was for anal few days before, hoping to hear from him soon. We had another one for the books! He bought me panties to wear during our sexual encounters. He thinks I can sell them, but I really doubt that. (Still not great at sales)

Even after an amazing night with Daddy, you would think I slept like a baby. Fuck no, I know I took a shower around 3:30am and woke up by 6:30am still wanting Malea out of my apartment after last nights “flash of the future”. Nothing has seemed right since I picked her up, even after all the talks we had, expectations set and nothing was as what she said. So I messaged her letting her know it wasn’t going to work out and I would take her anywhere she wanted. 

Another lesson learned, no one can help me, I can only trust myself. Why do I insist on listening to others, while I disagree quietly? Malea wanting me to be someone I’m not, all the makeup, the rules of not interacting with men on other platforms. That’s who I am, I like being there for people, even if its just sexually. Who I am is someone that is open to new experiences, possibilities, people, etc.