yup ^
will back post them when I finally type them up :)
had sex last night, I have cum in me, I was supposed to start my period today but didn't. Master and Major bought me combat high heels but they weren't The Shoes I wanted (Never felt like that about a pair of shoes before in my life) and they hurt my feet. I almost had a breakdown in front of everyone because they weren't the shoes. I know I'll never find them again (not being pessimistic, can't find them anywhere online or otherwise) and the store I saw them in didn't have my size in the first place or I would have had them then. blah. but I'm ok now, Master says we'll tell Major they're not the right shoes, and we can take them back and get a pair that actually fit me or I like or something. I told Him I don't need a replacement pair if they're not The Shoes but He wants me to have some --I don't understand that really, because it doesn't make sense to me to have just another pair of high heels if they aren't something I really really am aching for-- but He doesn't understand how I could like one pair of boots and not a similar pair. It's really simple to me. The reasons I fell in love with the other pair are the things that are missing from the pair they got me. The biggest thing was that they don't have the really deep treads that the other pair had. Also, they're not as comfy, the material it's made of isn't the right texture for combat boots, I think the laces are different (they hurt my hands) and there isn't any fur in the top of the boots.
It's really not a big deal. The big deal was that I didn't want to hurt them by letting on that it was the wrong pair of shoes.
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