Laila

Once again I am without a Master - which is so much a lifestyle way of saying 'alone' that it makes me recoil.

In a way it was a longer process to loose him than it was to attain that rare and wonderful, mythical thing - a Master, one that fits, one that makes my fantasies soar.
When I felt his interest waning, being replaced by some inner demons and outer ones and inwardly turned thoughts - I wanted to stick with him. I was so used to waiting for him, that it seemed like ...