| After! Blurry again sorry, I have no discipline. |
The Song Sender is SO much fun to show off for. The pictures I've taken for him show me a different version of myself, prettier, more brazen, more bold. I have no idea how he does that but I've LOVED IT.
Monday night, I was supposed to have a date with The Chef but he rescheduled, so all of that energy had to go somewhere! I decided to get ahead on the week's ropework, and asked The Song Sender if he was available for praise. He was running the projector for the local weird movie club, but he could manage both.
I love the before picture I sent him so, SO much. His version has my face, 
He typed back, "You should cum for me. And tell me what you were thinking about when you did."
I don't always hang on to text threads, but friends, I might have to keep the transcript on this one. Oh it was BEAUTIFUL. I'll keep most of it for myself, but there was this:
"I tell them you are a good little slut. and that you are mine.
And because you are such a good girl you get to pick two to play with you.
...
While I hold you down and tell you how pretty and good you are."
And THEN:
"I can be meaner with you later. (kiss emoji)
You get to be the princess of the orgy."
There are still some kinks (ha) to iron out, but so far The Song Sender is an absolute treasure. I am the luckiest slut/princess/whore/good girl in the universe.



