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Text Dirty to Me
There’s not too many good things to come out of lockdown, but I tell you one thing that has. My partner has starting sending me dirty texts. And I’m so damn happy. A year ago my partner would tell you he can’t sext, that he’s not into it and just doesn’t get it. Which is a shame because we’ve been stuck in two different parts of London and unable to even see each other unless it was on a computer screen. We loved each other, we still love each other, we missed each other but our relationship was sexless. And since I am still very much in lust with him…
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The Pre Lockdown Days
I hate this, that so many things feel like a far off distant memory, maybe because that’s what they are now. The last time I did wax play. The last time we fucked in days where lockdown felt more like a threat. If this year has taught me anything it is that you grab things when they are in front of you, and hold onto them with both hands. We did wax play, it was something we knew we wouldn’t be able to do for a while that we would miss. It occurred to both of us that it would be a while until we could do it again, maybe…