Yesterday I had a comp day, so I went over to New Jersey to do a private scene.
When I got back, Rad had something to discuss with me. This discussion was to have taken place on Saturday night at Paddles, but that was not to be. He wanted to address my perennial lateness. He likes to leave the house at 7 a.m. on the dot; it often is closer to 7:02, 7:04, and last week it was a little bit later, once as late as 7:15 (I think that's the latest it's been, however). I play with it because HE doesn't have to be at work till 10 a.m. and my bosses are flexible about a few minutes here and there since I tend to stay late and sometimes work through lunch.
But Rad likes to go to Starbucks with me to have coffee in the morning before I get on the train, so leaving the house late means less time together at Starbucks. (Isn't he sweet?)
Long story short, I got the hairbrush. No warmup. Hard, and FAST. I was struggling but he made me take it. Wow, that hurt! I lay there afterwards breathing heavy. It took me a while to recover. I promised to be a good girl from that day forward. And then... he rewarded me... !!!
Guess I better get ready for work, now.
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Promises, promises. It seems that Rad felt this was a well deserved and long overdue punishment, while you think it was a bit harsh considering the minor transgression of being late by mere minutes.
I guess next time will tell.
I don't know about you, but when a punishment has not taken place as planned, there is a little part of me that says "Good... maybe he'll forget about it." Which of course never happens.
Well, at least you were rewarded as well.
Looking forward to meeting you at SL!
-D
Sandy...it is always those pesky little minutes that trip us up...*sigh*...bella
Brian: No, I deserved it. I just didn't want everyone thinking I was egregiously late every day.
D: Yes, I'm looking forward to meeting you, too.
Bella: Are YOU behaving?
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