I am the luckiest Kitten in the whole world.  Because I am loved. Cherished. Appreciated. Respected. Cared for.  Sometimes these things are overwhelming.  I don't know if I ever told you this story. I probably have, but I think you'll appreciate reading it again. And it deserves to be emboldened in print anyway.  We started dating and I liked you. I liked you so much the first night. Your smell and your voice and your body. It was so intoxicating.  I started to wonder after those first few weeks how I would detox from the drug that was you if you were to decide you didn't want me anymore. I got scared. I didn't want this thing to go away.  You had me over for dinner that week. The week of my fear.  I had made this casual comment (okay it wasn't casual it was loud and passionate) about how much I liked your bathroom Duck (Her Majesty). You said I couldn't have it. I insisted I should.  Funny because that's not like me usually. Especially with stran...

I don't love being an adult.  I don't do it all that often.  Daddy says I don't have to be a big girl if I don't want to be..and most of the time I like to live in a blissful pink haze where Daddy is nice and takes care of me and I have no thoughts about anything grown up.  Daddy and I were supposed to have an amazing date yesterday. I had waited for it for awhile. We were gonna play a special game.  But then I had to make a decision.  Because lots of grown up things are happening in the world right now.  There's a special cause the world is rallying for right now. One that is very close and special to me and Daddy.  So I cancelled our date to go be a big girl for a little while. I think Daddy is proud of me. I'm proud of myself.  But now I miss him. So much. Sometimes so much it's hard to breathe. 

Daddy says I have to talk here about what I want to do in New York city.  There are so many things I want to do.  But the most important thing is Daddy.  It's funny. I live in the 2nd city. Daddy lives in the big apple. It seems like it just makes sense.  I envision New York to be a grown up version of Chicago.  Which is slightly terrifying. Not that i'm not good at Chicago. I am. I'm a good city traveler. I'm good at driving down town. I can parallel park.  I guess what 'm saying is I am very excited about the idea of seeing a city that makes me feel as little as Daddy makes me feel...And then falling in love with it because he knows how to do everything and get everywhere.  I want to see art. I'm sure New York must have some very fabulous and famous Art to nerd out about.. and I am a art history buff..maybe Daddy will take me to marvel at art.  I want to try New York pizza because truth be told..I hate Chicago deep dish.  Also hot dogs for ...

Sometimes I sit at my desk in the short quiet moments between patients and I remember.. ..I remember warm weather and the sun on my skin. No mask on my face. Just salt and sand in the air.  I remember nights where I wasn't woken up by my anxiety. Just your arms around my body. Your lips on my neck and my breasts in the darkness of our hotel room.  I remember when I used to look forward to things. I used to count my days down until I would see your face and touch your skin.  God how I miss those days.  I wish this was all just a bad dream. I wish that your lips would touch mine softly and wake me up from this restless slumber.  Never have I wished more strongly that I could be your sleeping beauty.  Because this shit sucks. 

About a week ago I bargained with Daddy for the most wonderful gift a Kitten could have during this horrible pandemic quarantine time. Web Cam Sex.  Obviously.  It was WORTH IT .....but I did promise that in exchange I would give Daddy a steamy story about our favorite subject. Sex. Of course.  Anyway- This Kitten usually pays her debts.  When its for Daddy.  And he's threatening her. Or if she knows when she doesn't he will get sad.  There's a lot of conditions. Whatever. I'm not perfect.  Not like Daddy who is perfectly perfect in every way.  *kitten swoon*  Steam Room Sophie took a deep breath and wrapped her coat around herself tightly before exiting her car and heading quickly into the spa. It was late. She had a bad habit of losing track of time at work. It was almost midnight as she stepped inside.  She felt her shoulders relax a little as the warm soothing air of the bath house wrapped over her body. She could smell the faint waf...

For your information: I love Daddy. Daddy Daddy Daddy.