i had a nice dream last night. we lived in a 70's style carpeted apartment in another city, a cleaner, more thriving city. we were on the floor. you said, you know, i haven't gotten to be the slave in a long time. i said do you want to be? and you said you did, and i started telling you to do a couple of things but a couple of hours later, you came over and got on top of me and i tried to tell you to suck my cock but you laughed at me and pushed me down and said, you know you can never be the master, you'll always be the slave, and i said, yes mama, and got really excited. later you were away at work and this short, black haired girl that was a sometime roommate of ours came up to me and sneered at me and said she had heard us and had read some of our journals, and she said if i was such a slave then i should do what she said, too, right? and i said, yes ma'am and got very hard and got on my knees and she said well lick my music then (in the dream i knew this meant her pussy, it's kind of a nice term don't you think?) and i said yes ma'am and started to move toward her. she still had her jeans on. she held out her hand and said, ah-ah. go get your collar first. so i shuffled on my knees into the other room to get my collar. i wondered if you were going to be mad at me, but i couldn't help myself. i hope your day is going well. love, thieu