I would like to tell the story of my meeting JH.
It may seem a strange encounter to the uninitiated. A slave in SecondLife, I adored my master Senor Dante. But in his long absences I had a sort of secondary Master who was less considerate. Actually less able to develop the adoration a slave is capable of.
When I saw you sitting there JH, silently observing, I felt such warmth and an admiration. You seemed strong and yet gentle. Your very simple comment ....
It's too early - some time I will write our story.
As I started to write I just cried and cried and cried - all the beauty and wonder of our encounter. It seems so cruel that all that is lost and gone forever. More grief. Time will heal all.
Bliss
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It may seem a strange encounter to the uninitiated. A slave in SecondLife, I adored my master Senor Dante. But in his long absences I had a sort of secondary Master who was less considerate. Actually less able to develop the adoration a slave is capable of.
When I saw you sitting there JH, silently observing, I felt such warmth and an admiration. You seemed strong and yet gentle. Your very simple comment ....
It's too early - some time I will write our story.
As I started to write I just cried and cried and cried - all the beauty and wonder of our encounter. It seems so cruel that all that is lost and gone forever. More grief. Time will heal all.
Bliss
XX
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